Chapter 7

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Emma's POV.

An hour later my mother came home.

"What the heck happened to my daughter?! Your a mess!-"

"An hot mess," Lucas said putting his hand over my shoulder.

I pushed his hand off rolling my eyes.

Mom checked out my ankle and told me it was just a sprain and said it would heal in like two weeks.

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The next day a group of peppy cheerleaders were surrounding my locker.

"Oh hey Emma did you make up your mind about joining the squad?" Kenzie asked.

"Sorry but I kinda can't," I said looking at my ankle.

Kenzie just realizing my ankle brace eyes popped out, "What happened?"

"I don't know I think you should ask your cousin, " I said seeing Zane walking up behind Kenzie.

She snapped around facing him.

"What did you do?"  she asked shooting daggers through his head.

Zane held his hands up in surrender.

"I didn't mean to,"

"Idiot," she said slapping him on his head.

"Ouch!" he yelled.

"You deserved it," she said. "Anyways Emma you can still come to rehersals, maybe after your ankle heals you can still join,"

"Thanks," I said putting on a smile.

Kenzie and her followers left leaving me and Zane.

How wonderful, note the sarcasm.

I turn to my locker taking out books for my first class.

"So................... " he began to say.

" So.................." I repeated.

"You and Lucas huh?"

I began to laugh. I mean come on, he thinks Lucas and I are together.

Zane looked at me like I am crazy.

"What?"

"You think Lucas and I are a thing? Your hilarious, Lucas and I are nothing but friends." I assured him.

"Your not?"

"No"

The bell rang indicating it is time for first class.

"I should get going," I said.

"We have class together," he said.

We walked to class together talking about random things. Including school, Kenzie and my brother, our favorite movies then we started arguing about the best type of movies.

"I don't get why girls like those movies where the characters end up dying and I mean what is the point if you are gonna watch the movie just to cry. " he stated

" They are romantic, and plus why do boys like to watch movies to scare you out of your pants and giving you nightmares? "

"Because they are awesome and we also love having girls freak out and clinging to our arms," he said winking at me.

I rolled my eyes.

I enjoyed those minutes we walked to class chatting and laughing. He wasn't exactly unbearable. I think am even starting to............like him.

Okay what am I thinking? You have a conversation with a boy for some minutes and you think you like them. I have officially gone mad.
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The rest of the classes were practically boring. After school I went to the gym to watch cheer practise. Inside was empty so I am guessing I am early. I took a seat on a bench waiting.

Someone walked in and good lucky I was to know it was Regina. Ugh, wonderful.

When she saw me her face was filled with disgust. If looks could kill I would be dead on the spot.

"I am surprised you even came, your a brave one, " she said.

" Of course I would there isn't anyone out anything stopping me, " I said.

" Listen, you stay away from Zane and my squad or else........... you have no idea what I can do to you I can ruin your life in a blink of an eye, "

I started to laugh."You thi- think I- I'm after Zane?" I managed to get to get out.  "And your squad? I wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for Kenzie because she is actually nice," 

"You only want to get close to Kenzie so you can get close to Zane, " Regina said.

I began to laugh again."Your delusional, no wonder my brother broke up with you," I said.

After I said that Kenzie walked in.

"Ah sorry Kenzie but I should go, I am not wanted here, "I said walking out.

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What do you guys think? another updated chapter.  This chapter is dedicated to my friend Danielle it is your belated birthday.So HBB!!! XOXO

And this chapter is also dedicated to my friend josette.

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