Willows POV
Do you ever just stare at two people and observe?
The way they speak, their body language, outfits and individual markers around them? I do. And it's earns me a smack on the head when caught. Across the room stands two students, a girl and boy. They looks to be all lovey dovey. They definitely just came from doing something outside, his jeans are covered in mud. Her knees are scratched and red, as if she has been on them for a while.
"Hey Sherlock, we have gym in a couple minutes" Waylan groans after he smacks my head. I roll my eyes and follow him towards the changing rooms.
We separate and I make my way to the girls locker room. Inside I see my friends looking at me with eager eyes, as for every other girl here, they look at me with a death stare. Walking towards Meg, she throws me my rucksack which I catch.
Megan Radcliffe is one of my best friends. She and I have been close since we were very young, she's always respected who I am and loves me anyhow. Her boyfriend, Kevin, is just as great and honestly one of the most caring people I have ever met. She stands around my height, slightly shorter. She has long black braids and light brown skin with piercing hazel eyes. She is hilarious, lazy and annoying all in one.
"Thanks. Sorry for leaving it in your car again"
She smirks and puts her shirt on, "Dude you need to start driving your car in. Your bike can't fit everything"
Gemma walks behind me and leaps onto my back, "Yeah and one day you could crash and die. You know how fucking sad that is!"
Meg stares at her in disbelief, "Bitch what the fuck! Don't put that bad omen in the air!" She starts flailing her hands in the air making us laugh.
Gemma Rodes is another one of my best friends. She is a very hyper cheerleader type girl, always smiling and always clueless. I love her to bits, she can be a handful but that's just who she is. She has curly blonde hair with pink tips
Once Gemma gets back down, I get changed into some black shorts and the schools gym shirt. Tying my hair up in a pony tail, Meg walks up and hugs me. Now I'm confused. "What's wrong?"
"I can feel your in a bad mood today" She mumbles.
"Careful you don't want to make her hard" Gemma chuckles which makes me glare at her. We all make our way inside and begin with our lesson. Today it's volleyball and my God I hate it. It's so boring.
I walk to Gem and whisper in her ear, "Can you just kick me so I can go to the nurses office?"
She looks at me with a raised brow, "Shut up. Your playing!"
"ALRIGHT GIRLS! LETS START!"
Fuck sake.
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As soon as we finished, I made me way to the showers and immediately washed away all the sweat. The girls have already taken showers and currently getting changed as I walk back out to see them. Eyes are on my again but that's something I've gotten used to. The towel hung on my hips is the only thing covering my little friend down there. Luckily I took a spare sports bra with me in the shower that I'm wearing.
"Dick print, twelve o'clock" Meg says in an amused tone.
I look down then walk to my bag, grabbing my boxers then black jeans. As soon as I put it on, my black shirts on and hair put back down. We all leave and make our ways to our next lesson. "I feel like I've been jumped by ten men then thrown from car to car"
We look at Gem, "You were the ref" I say monotonously.
She groans, "Yeah and that's hard work ugh!"
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