Falling For Christian

3. Mean Girls&New School 3.

The sun was warming my face and I was afraid if I opened my eyes I'd cook my pupils. Reluctantly and without actually standing up I maneuvered into my bathroom. I laid on the cold tiled floor for a new minutes before using my forearms on the counter to lift myself up. Opening my eyes I observed how completely messed up I look. My hair was all knotted together at the back and my eyes looked dead. Dragging a comb through my hair and tearing out at least a third of it. Not literally. I climbed in the shower in hope it would wake me up.

After hopping out, I walked to the mammoth pile of clothes that were the result of me looking for my bikini yesterday and I hadn't bothered to put them away. Holding onto the towel, I scrambled through the clothes and settled on a loose maroon shirt, with rolled up short sleeves and a pocket, denim shorts and a red bandanna cause why not. I walked out to the balcony and I was immediately was hit with the warm air and I figured my hair would just weigh me down so I put it up into a high pony tail and headed downstairs.

Once again Bonnie and Ford were skipping breakfast and eating each others face.

"I can't get a break can I" I groaned, Ford just replied with his middle finger and shooed me away. Picking up my packed bag I headed in the direction of my new school.

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"Please take the next left" the robotic voice from my phone's GPS commanded

"There is no next bloody left! It's a wall!" I screamed at it.

For the last twenty or so minutes I've been following this useless piece of crap's directions and I have no clue where I am.

"God damn it" I sulked, sitting down in the gutter and placing my hands in my head. I sat there wallowing in self-pity for a while when the sound of tires stopping echoed throughout the street. The sound of a horn made me snap my head up to a 2011 Red Corvette with tinted windows. The windows rolled down to reveal Frisbee guy and the Jerk from yesterday.

"Hey. You okay Ireland?" Frisbee Guy chuckled

"To tell you the truth, no. My fucking GPS thing is a moron that can't handle the simple task of getting me to school" I ranted, pointing aggressively at my phone

"Karson High right?" he smiled

"Yeah, do you go there too?" I asked hopefully

"Yep, need a ride?" he said. A smile broke out on my face but dropped when I saw Milkshake Dickhead smirking at me and winking once. I walked to the car and slid into the back seat.

"You know I never got your name" I stated, smiling at Frisbee Guy

"Jasper and this is Christian. Yours?" he replied slightly nodding towards Jerk face.

"Abigail. How was the milkshake?" I laughed triumphantly, looking at Christian in the review mirror

"I preferred chocolate" he smiled back

Wow...That smile.

Wtf brain.

I replied with a sarcastic smile and looked out the back window. After a silent car ride, eventually a cliche looking high school came into view. Students gathered around the car and slutty looking girls straightened their underwear length and puffed their hair. I turned to look at the boys and Jasper raised both eyebrows and winked.

When we parked the boys got out and dreamy sighs followed shortly after.

I have a feeling that we shouldn't have gotten in the car...

Taking a sharp breath in I closed my eyes and opened the door. Hesitantly opening one eye at a time everyone's eyes were on me. I looked over to a smug-looking Christian, I mouthed 'help' and he just laughed and walked inside,