"look guys, america has friends." jessica whispered to the boys. they all turned to the table next to theirs to see blaze surrounded by three other girls and one boy.
"who are they?" luke asked, staring at their colorful hair.
"ariel over there is sawyer ramone, blue raspberry is charlotte duran, the dude is casey alexander, pinkie is called lirthim or some shit." jessica explained quietly. it was amazing how even though she hated people, she knew just about everything about everyone.
michael stared at the girl with blue hair. when her brown eyes finally met his green ones, it made him smile. a real smile. something he hadn't composed in a long time.
"what are you doing, mate?" luke asked the boy as he got up. michael didn't reply as he walked toward the 'freak table'. it was almost as if he was in a trance.
"hey. charlotte, right?" the boys stared at michael as he spoke to the girl.
"actually, it's charlie." she replied, patting his hand before giggling.
michael smiled again, his heart beating out of his chest and goosebumps rising on his skin. her hand was soft and gentle, michael noticed.
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boys next door || 5 sauce
Teen Fiction"how do you make boys next door out of assholes?" lowercase intended unless corrected alternate universe
