In Love With One Of The Bratayleys (Entered for #wattys2015) #bratayleyreadmst1fanfic

1- Hi, Im Amy

*Amy's POV*

This was it. A New Beggining.

I slowly approached the door, with my books in my arms. I opened the door and saw lots of students.

Hi, Im Amy Barlow. Im 14 years old and I just moved to Louisiana from Florida after my father left my mother, my sister Emma and me.

I entered and went to pick up my schedule. I walked through the hallway looking at my schedule until I found the class I was supposed to go to first. I entered and there was a single seat empty. I sat down and got my phone out.

'Hi'- A blonde girl said. 'Are you new?'

'Oh, yes. Im Amy.'

'Bella. Nice to meet you. Come,meet my friends.'-She dragged me to one corner of the room. She introduced me to her friends, Blaire, Kayla, Dallen, and Mia. Dallen offered me a seat next to her and they asked me questions. In the middle of the questions, I see a group of boys, and I saw Him. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He had a baseball jersey on and some pants.

'Who is that?'- I asked the girls.

'That? Caleb LeBlanc. He is famous on Youtube'- Blaire said, and I realised. He was Caleb from Bratayley. I loved their videos.

*Caleb's POV*

I walked into the class and sat next to Brian. We were talking about baseball practice when I noticed a girl I have never seen before between the girls. She was beautiful. She had brown hair and green eyes. She was smiling and talking.

'Whoa, bro, who is that?'- I asked, smiling.

'I don't know. Why? Do you like her?'-Nick answered.

'No, of course not. But I wanna know who she is.'

'Let's find out. Bella!'- Nick screamed. Bella approached us with a smile on her face.

'Who is the new girl?'

'She is Amy Barlow. She is from Florida.'

'Florida. Nice.'- I said.

'Here, get to meet her. Hey Amy!'- She called. I began rubbing my hands nervously against each other. I mean, I didn't know if I liked her, but I was nervous. Amy approached us. She was smiling shyly and she was twirling her ring.

'Amy, this is Brian, Nick, Jack, Thomas, Cameron, Zack and... Caleb.'- Bella introduced. She looked at me and smiled.

'I know who he is. I love your Youtube channels.'- She said channels. That meant that she watched Blazenoutlaws.

'You mean Blazenoutlaws?'- I asked. 'Do you play Minecraft?'- She shook her head yes.

*Amy's POV*

After I said I played Minecraft, the bell rang. We had just spent an entire period without class. The class dismissed and we all went to gym class. I changed into my gym clothes and we went to the gym. We had to do gymnastics tricks. Most of the students were learning how to make a backhandspring, while some of them were still learning how to do a cartwheel.

'Miss Barlow,do you know how to do a backhandspring?'- The teacher asked. I had been taking gymnastics for 8 years since I was 5, and I quitted when I was 13.

'I've been taking gymnastics since I was 5, Ms. Carls'

'Okay, then show us what you can do. The floor is yours.'

I placed myself on one end of the gym and did two roundoff backhandsprings with a full twisting layout. All of my new classmates were with their mouths on the floor. After the class ended, I went with my new friends to the next class, and so on, until it was time for lunch. I had lunch with the girls and then I went to my locker to store all of my books.

*Caleb's POV*

I was taking out my geography book from my locker, when I heard a slight humming from the locker next to mine. I shut closed the locker and saw Amy, the new girl.

'Hi!'- I said.

'Oh, hi Caleb.'- She smiled at me.

'So, how you've been doing so far?'

'Good, actually. I made many friends, and that helped me through the bad moments I've been having lately'

'What problems?'- I asked.'Sorry. I shouldn't have asked that'- I apologized quickly

'No, I will tell you. I don't usually tell this, but I don't know why I feel I trust you'- She said, taking my hand. I began shaking in my inside.

'Look, I was a depressed girl. I used to be bullied in my other school. I wasn't as skinny as the other girls, and they called me names. I stopped eating, and I used to cut, but my mother noticed before I fell into anorexia. I was saved by her. I owe her lots. I thought everything was going to be alright, until my father left us. My mother was so afraid something could happen again, that she said we would move here. It has been a great start for me.'- She explained. Tears were alreadg flowing down her pale, porcelain face, making her cheeks pink. She had her hand clutched in mine. I didn't know why, or how I had the guts to do it, but I got closer to her and I hugged her. I could feel her deep breaths into my chest, and I was sure she could feel my heart racing.