I watched the clock. The irritable hands taking an age to circle the face and tick away the school day. C'mon already I thought. I was itching for my final lesson to come to a swift end so Abby and I could go back to the Casbah. At lunch Abby had revealed to me that in the midst of my "checking out the ted on the left" she was keen to get a guy like him too. My only fear was that if Abby started talking to the guys, then the cute one that caught me staring yesterday would like Abby and a rage of jealously would grow inside me. I know he was not 'mine' in any shape or form and that I couldn't hold a claim over someone I had never spoken to but I just felt that I saw him first, as childish as that sounds.
After what seemed like an eternity, the bell finally rang and I hastily grabbed my bag and legged it to my locker.
"Ooh someone's keen!" Abby said jokingly as she sauntered up behind me.
"Youdon't wanna miss them do you?" I said.
"You mean, we don't wanna miss them."
A small smile grew on my face as we turned around and then suddenly I felt my bag being snatched off my shoulder.
"Hey loser!" It was Beth Stewart with two of her minions. Beth always seemed to intimidate my slightly so I thought it best to just give her what she wanted.
"Oh nice bag Micky" Beth said tauntingly, she always gave me that nickname on account of my name being Michelle, although I never found it the least bit amusing.
"Hey give the bag back now!" Abby yelled.
"No way blondie" Beth said rooting around in my bag, presumably looking for anything of value.
"Abby don't its okay" I hissed.
"No it's not! I'll give you one last chance Stewart, hand it over."
"Make me" Beth said with a smirk, which really made Abby angry, and with that she stepped forward, kicked Beth hard in the shins, grabbed my bag and we ran. We could hear Beth's girlish scream but we didn't stop until we got out of the school gate and round the corner. We smiled at each other, both enjoying the satisfaction of finally seeing someone stand up to Beth.
"Thanks Abby" I said at last as we begun walking.
"No problem. I've wanted to do that for ages!" Abby replied, linking arms with me and smiling. We got to the Casbah as quickly as we could and grabbed two seats, immediately searching for the two guys we had seen yesterday.
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You Really Got A Hold On Me
Fanfiction17 year old Michelle Leerick is a shy, ordinary girl who can't figure out why teddyboy and gorgeous guy Paul McCartney likes her. Her best friend Abby also starts to fall for a guy - the sharp witted John Lennon. Seeing the two guys by mere coincide...