Chapter 9
I tried avoiding Tristin all day. I ignored him at break, I ignored him at lunch and I ingnored him in P.E when he walked past me in his gym clothes. His tight, sexy gym clothes with shorts that showed his toned legs and and a vest tight enough to show faint lines of his 6 pack, yeah 6 pack!
I was standing by my locker putting my P.E Kit away when I saw him walk down the the hallway with Destiny on one side and Damien on the other. Today he was wearing ripped blue skinny jeans with a grey t-shirt that had a picture of New York city on with red converses. He must have a really low sperm count always wearing skinny jeans. It made me think of mini Tristins. Aww they'd be so cute! I had to snap my self out of it. As he walked past me he waved but I saw Destiny giving me a death stare, it was so hard to ignore him but I had to. I felt horrible after and as I shoved my bag in my locker I saw him turn around in the corner of my eye and give me a sad and confused look. I sighed, but I looked at him as he continued walking down the corridor. He defiantly had a piercing in the top of his right ear.
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I sat miserably in Buddies sloshing the straw around in my diet coke. I had the seat nearest the window in the booth so I spent most of the time staring out of the window watching all the cars go past looking our for a light blue Cadillac. As I looked up I saw the rest of the group looking at me.
"What's up?" Danny asked sympathetically. As I'd gotten to know Danny over lunch he was actually really nice, and seemed like a genuine guy. The type that could be your guy best friend.
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to us! We can tell something's troubling you!" Summer said sweetly.
"Well," Everyone leaned in. "It's Destiny."
"Eugh what did that bitch do now?" Jacob said angrily. He'd also turned out to be ok too.
"It's not what she did it's what she said. She told me to stay away from Tristin because he's hers."
"She just doesn't give up does she?" Danny said laughing.
"I take it you like him." Elena said smiling approvingly.
"Well.."
"You do! I drove past and saw you in IHOP with him last night." Strike exclaimed excitedly.
"Listen Kate she's a physco." Rikki cut in. "She's too blind to see that Tristin's moved on and doesn't want to deal with that mess any more."
"Mess?"
"She's a whore bag. She's on and off drugs all the time, a little weed here, a little crack there. She's always doing some stupid way to loose weight, having sex with who ever gives her enough attention. She shop lifts because it gives her a 'thrill' when she's got enough money to buy the whole of frikin' Los Angeles. She's just an attention seeking mess who belongs in rehab."
"She sounds pretty messed up."
"Well she would be after everything." Strike said implying that something had happened. The whole group went silent.
"What? What's everything?"
"Strike shouldn't have said anything."
"What why? Everyone knows."
"Still, it's a horrible thing for anyone to go through." Elena said sympathetically.
"Well she was going to hear about it sooner or later." Strike said.
"Can someone please fill me in hear?"
"Her sister killed her self." The whole group went silent again.
My mouth fell open. " Oh my god, that's awful. Why?"
"She go involved with a bad guy, he hit her and stuff. When we were in Freshman year and she was a senior she'd come in with bruises up her arms and say she fell off his motor bike. She fell of it a lot."
"She once came in with a broken collar bone." Jacob added.
The waitress came with our food just at the right time.
"So she's a bitch for a reason."
"Yeah well that happened 4 years ago. She's just gone down hill. Like a knock on affect."
"But! On a happier note, I heard Tristin in the locker room." Danny made me wait with suspense. "He told Scott he really likes you."
"That made her smile." Elena said grinning at me.
Oh my god. Tristin Reece liked me back.
Wow that chapter got serious! I didn't plan on that! Thought i'd lighten it up with Tristin! Haha! Please cote!
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Teen FictionNew girl. Bad boy. New love. What happens when innocence and vulnerability collide into a romance? (Use to be called The American Dream)