Chapter 1

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Quiet. One word to describe me. Quiet. Sometimes I'm so quiet people don’t even realize I'm a junior (year 11) at the dreaded Westfield High in America.

I met up with Beyoncé at school, my best friend. She is average height, with golden brown hair and very tan skin. Unlike me, the complete opposite; I'm short, tan skin, blonde hair and blue eyes.

The day purposely decided to go slow for me until my chemistry class. Such a wild class it is, with both Kanye West and Kim Kardashian in it! Kim is so rude to me and Kanye is so cocky because he was signed to a record label for his rapping. I walked with Beyoncé until she parted to her health class. I opened the door, then walked towards my seat behind Kanye as usual. When I sat down, he was talking to his friends. I had no idea what he was saying, I was only concentrated on his lips. He was handsome, being tall and well-built, with dark skin and a shaved head, not to mention his really plump lips. If he wasn’t so annoying, I might actually consider him as attractive.

The teacher gave us our first assignment, in pairs that she picked. I was with Kanye, I didn’t really mind though, because it made Kim so mad. She only wants Kanye for his money and everyone can tell, except Kanye.

Kanye and I started talking about our assignment. I was happy with our productiveness actually, he is smart for a junior.

"Why do you only talk to Beyoncé?" He asked me.

"Because I only tolerate Beyoncé," I replied.

"You should hang around with me sometime. You're pretty you know? And funny."

He had a casual smile which made me blush.

"Thanks Kanye, I might take you up on that offer," I said not thinking.

"Good, hang with me at lunch, I want to get to know you better," he winked at me as the bell went for lunch. He held his hand and I grabbed it, and we walked out of class together holding hands. We sat down with his friends and Beyoncé. Beyoncé made conversation with Kanye's friend Shawn, but everyone called him Jay-Z.

"You know, Nicole? You are really pretty," Kanye said to me.

"Oh thank you," I said, blushing hard.

We kept conversing and he is really funny. I always thought he was rude. I couldn’t help but adore Kanye's laugh, he was really cute. I had a crush on him, oh my. I couldn’t help but laugh at Kim though, she was fuming because I was with Kanye.

After lunch, Kanye, Bey and I had literature. All three of us talked so much and I started to like Kanye even more. He is so sweet and boy can he write, he rhymes like a boss! The teacher asked us to write poem and volunteers could read it out. Kanye raised his hand and said,

"I like this girl

Her name's Nicole

She is very pretty

And has a kind soul."

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