It's LMAO not ROFL, dude

Its LMAO not ROFL dude 6

Its LMAO not ROFL dude 6

This is probably the chapter where I start to continuisly switch POVs kay kay????

LOL I just realized its supposed to be lyndon not lydon. OH WELL. lets just say he's both. Lydon and lynn are his nicknames kay???

Chole's POV

Ms, Burgens the Writing teacher ended up being someone I respected. We had an assignment to write a play for the drama class to be used in 3rd and 4th marking period. She assigned us partners because she thought we couldn't do it by ourselves and I ended up pairing with Brooklyn. Or at least that's what I think her name is.

I got to know her a bit better. We both like rock and alternate and turns out, her hairs much more darker than I thought. More of a brownish.

Apparently, they came from Washington and was here because of buisness. Their family has this.. publishing company. Their mom's the CEO(funny its a mom)of it and their dad's a car dealer of the WORLD WIDE KNOWN CAR DEALERSHIP!!! gasp. Yep. Honda. I'm guessing they bought the giant mansion 2 or 3 blocks over from my house. It'd make sense.

I'm also assuming they get loads of cash every week.(probably $50 a week, mines $25) Also probably have awesome cars. Guessing one of them at least has the Honda NSX? Its a shame I only have Honda Civic 2006.

When the bell rang Brooklyn asked me, "You have lunch?"

"Yep." I answered plainly.

"Same. Come over to my house today to work on the script. 9 Amber Lane, you know where." She told me, then walked off probably going to her locker.

Okay first of all, I AM NOT BI! Sure I have no problem against them but no. Nonono I am STRAIGHT dude. I prefer to crush on boys. Doesn't mean I befriend Brooklyn means I am officialy lesb@in.

I shook my head and cursed silently. I wonder if Lyndon and Brooklyn's parents picked up the wrong kids at the hospital? No way were they related. Lyndon just seemed, to cock while his sister is... innocent and kind. Well, twins are opposite right?

{(BTW: I skipped homeroom and math. I skipped right to science and writing. they ended up eating lunch at like 12:10?Then they go home at 2:25 unless you have a group/club. Whats left is after lunch a subject[most likely going to be language arts] free period then another subject[the specials like art music gym] then go home. 8 periods in total. Science and Social studies is a switch everyday. this is an authors note that i was too lazy to put up there ^.)}

I walked to my locker to drop off my stuff and headed for the lunch room. Cafeteria. Whatever you call it. To sit alone of course. All by myself. To think on writing a story or reading or just simply listening to music.

I grabbed whatever grub they served on line and ate anyways. I had no objection to what I ate. Food is food. No objection whatsoever. If you don't eat you drop dead and stay like that. There's no machine in the world that brings you back to life.

I heard someone slide next to me. I looked up. Lyndon. Oh well. So much for peace while eating and thinking.

Couldn't he just give it a break for like 30 minutes? Apparently not.

Then someone else came to the table. I expected it to be a girl head over high heels for Lyndon but instead it was Brooklyn. Well, since we have the 2 here, why not start a Hills reunion!!! Let's bring the cocky and the innocent over here to this table!!! Geez. Brooklyn, wasn't bad but Lyndon was another thing.

Lyndon slid an arm across my shoulder and pulled me to him. Brooklyn looked at me with questioning eyes. I sighed extremely loudly and over dramatically.

"Give it a break Lye, not every girl wants to be with you in bed." Brooklyn snapped.

Apparently at Lyndon. Thank god she was here. And a sister so unless she was insect I was in good hands.

"Well little sis, I can do whoever I want. Last time I checked, I'm older than you." He snapped right back.

Oh, the brotherly and sisterly love. So much love in one room. Sarcasm much?

Brooklyn's POV

"yea, and last time I checked was by 22 seconds." I growled.

Lye can be so irritating at times. Can't he give it a break? Last thing I need right now is another friend to fall in love with my stupid brother who happened to be 'hot' and 'adorable'. Or is she already? I'm guessing not though. She doesn't seem to pleased about having her head squished and leaning against his chest.

"Well little sissy, I can still f**k whoever I want whenever I want and your not my momma. Unless u were raped at negative 22 seconds." He answered.

Apparently that's the saying that annoyed Chole the most. She managed to break free and kick him on to the floor. I had a hard time believing that although a bunch of football players couldn't move him an inch, a girl that looks a bit skinny could push him to the floor.

"Amiee!!!! Come over here! I've got you a hot looking dude!" Chole called to a girl. Apparently I'm guessing is Amiee.

She bounded over, looking extremely skimpy in her short skirt and tank top that showed a quite a bit of clevage. Guessing she was the desperate types? Maybe even a slut.

The girl, Amiee, looked at Lye with wondering eyes. I wanted to burst out laughing but I managed to keep quiet. Then, Amiee took Lye's hand and started dragging him into the hall. She mouthed a thanks to  Chole then went out of sight.

I looked at Chole wondering what made her do that.

"She's the desperate type. Plus it means he'll be out of our sight for the rest of the day. Probably leading him into a closet now then later to her bedroom." Chole explained.

I nodded. Still looking a bit doubtful. She cracked a smile. I thought she was one of those 'i couldn't care less about you or life' people but apparently not. She had a lot of more life and spunk than that I give her credit for. Then again, I've barely known her for a day. And you don't judge a book by its cover anyways. I guess

Lyndon's(Lye's) POV

I was being hauled by a skimpy, skinny girl into a closet I'm guessing. Who knew she'd be so strong. Then again, who knew I'd be caught off gaurd and be pushed onto the floor by a skinny little girl named Chole?

Brooklyn just had to mess with the problem. Like picking at a scab. Jeez. Why does my little sis just have to become friends with my prey? I mean its totally okay if her friends insist on being the prey, but not the other way around.

Apparently, it was still a game to Chole. I can't expect much anyways since its just the first day. And I mean the chic dragging me right now wasn't all that ugly. Pretty hot compared to the girls I left un-preyed on at Washington.

I guess the Chole girl will have to wait for another day. Though I still won't give up annoying the Sh1t outta her.

Guess for now I'm stuck with the girl leading me to a closet who would somehow 'rape' me even if I did say no.