Chapter 5

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Chris's POV:

I saw Miley go to Natelie's table. I saw them yelling. I heard everything they were talking about except when Miley was whispering. Natelie liked me. Miley knew, but she was right. It wasn't any of her fault. But who the hell does Natelie think she is? In this case, she's not gonna get what she wants.

All my friends were talking about Jessica, including her boyfriend. They were all so mean to girls. They would slap them on the butt, pulled their bra strap, and lots of other crap. But I would never get invovled in this. I was learned to respect girls. I'm not a loser or a nerd. But I know my manners. I go outside of the cafetria to get out of this. Well, I could have told them to shut their mouths. I could have fought. But I wasn't in the mood of getting in trouble.

I saw Miley there sitting down on the floor near her locker. I can't tell if she's sad or angry at Natelie. I go up to her, and sit next to her. She looks up with tears rolling down her eyes. I can't see Miley crying like this. She puts her head on my shoulder and crys.

After the bell rings and everyone starts walking to their class, I pick her up. She was crying anymore. I didn't want her to cry more by asking her what happened. She just layed their in my chest and my shoulder was over her back. She was just beautiful with blue eyes and black hair. She said "Sorry, I made you late for class." I smiled at her, and said "Don't worry, the teacher won't mind." She was looking straight into my eyes, and I looked back. Her eyes were just beautiful. It was my favorite color, light blue. She was wearing a cute pink dress. Flawless.

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