FIESTY

ONE

I placed my little pink purse in my leather bag and hung it on my shoulders. I just needed my glasses and I would be all set for school. I can't do without them. Well, it was a fine Monday morning. One needed to look thorough.

Personally, I knew my dress sense was below per. But really, who cares?. High school was full of fake people. As for me, I'm too broke for designers; I get my clothes from cheap malls.

It's way better than a thrift store.

Who am I kidding?. It's all the same except for the tags.

Grabbing a pop tart from the kitchen counter, I set to head for school when some kid yelled my name disrespectfully.

I groaned. "What is it D?".
D; short for Damian is my really annoying fourteen years old brother. I'm eighteen. That's four years difference and hello to adulthood.

Unlike me, D was quite the dresser. Well, thanks to my money.

"I need cash"

"Okay. I don't have any money to give you"

"You got payed last week, Kenz" He said giving me a lame look.

"What do you do for a living?. State the obvious?" I asked sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes at me.

"I'm serious Damian. We can't go broke before the end of the month. Besides, what do you even need money for?"

Let me break that into sections. Damian and I live together; alone. Our parents are dead. That leaves me the motherly and fatherly role.

"Legal stuffs?" He replied dryly.i have him a sour look. "Please Kenzy, I'll pay you back"

"And how would you do that?" I watched as he struggled to come up with a reply. Then I bursted into laughter. "Hey, I'm just messing around. How much do you need?"

"20 dollars".

I took out 20dollars from my pink purse and handed it to him with a warning. "Don't do drugs, kiddo"

"Cut it out nerd. Drugs are for Losers". He winked at me.

I scrunched up my nose feigning disgust. "Damian Salvatore Anderson, did you just wink at me"

He headed to the door smiling. "I love you nerd". He was out of sight.

Damn, did I love that annoying teenager.

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"If you'd just dump that in your locker, you should give it to someone who's going to eat it". Lisa, my bestfriend said as I dumped my poptart in my locker.

I chuckled and handed it to her. "Here you go sweetie"

"You do this everytime. Makes me think you have anorexia"

"Well, think again. For the record, I do have a healthy appetite, I'm not just a morning person"

"That's good to know". She replied nonchalantly as she bit into the poptart.

Lisa was the coolest girl in my school. She attended parties and did all crazy highschool stuff. Plus she was pretty rich. Yet she was my bestfriend and I loved her so much. And we did make a pretty good team.

"Hey, guess what?"

"You failed all your tests?"

"Haha, very funny" she replied dryly. In a flash, she drifted back to excitement. "Guess again"

I shut my locker and groaned. "Just tell me"

"Kayden Haynes is back"

"It could have been more exciting if I knew who that was"

"What do you mean you don't know who Kayden Haynes is. Hot guy?. A million followers?. Playboy?. Doesn't ring a bell?"

I shook my head slowly. "Nope. Doesn't ring a bell. While you continue to ponder about the guy, I'll head to class"
I began to leave.

"You're gonna miss when he comes in"

I turned to her and gave her a dry smile. "Do I care?. Absolutely not. Adios"

I could sense her rolling her eyes at me. Walking through the hallways was not so pleasant for me. A lot of girls looked prettier and hotter than normal. I think it had to do with the Kayden who was coming to school.

I really didn't care. I had chemistry.

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I found my spot in chem lab; at the far end of the lab with my chemicals.

Our chem teacher, Mr Westwick arrived just as I had my seat. Luckily, noone exchanged my chair for a broken one.
Of course, they wouldn't. They did that last week.

"Good day guys". He greeted adjusting the rim of his glasses. "We'll start our morning with our previous topic. Chemical reactions and how..."

"I have a question sir". That was Vandi, the queen bitch and the captain of the cheerleading team. 100dollar bet she was going to say something stupid and completely unrelated.

Mr Westwick sighed. "I hope what you want to say is worth interrupting me"

She gave a smug smile. "Could chemical reactions be the cause of Kenzy's worn out sweater"

Haha. Of course, everyone in the class bursted into the laughter.

"Very funny Vandi" I said dryly. I was jealous of her. She always wore designers. She had more designer bags than common sense.

"Sue me for saying the truth". She said , her annoyingly cute smile still plastered on her face.

I rolled my eyes at her.

"Thank you for interrupting the class, Vandi. Now, can I continue..."

The door flew open interrupting him...again. Boy, today is not just his day.
I raised at my head to look at the figure that walked in. The figure was beautiful; blue eyes, tanned skin, dark hair. Dayummmmm, was I tripping. Lisa forgot to mention his characteristics.
Now I see why all the girls were going head over heels for him. But how come I'm just noticing him?.

"That's enough welcoming girls" Westwick said and turned to Kayden. " Show's over Mr Haynes. Go find a seat so I can begin my class"

The only empty seat in the lab was beside me. That's exactly where he sat.
Oh boy.

I adjusted my glasses in attempt not to look at him. I could feel him staring weirdly at me.

"Do i need to give you a dollar to make you stop staring at me?"I snapped
The class stared at me. I ignored. Kayden smirked.

"You don't look like you have a dollar to spare" he replied in a whisper.

"Well, you don't look like you have common sense to use"

He placed his hand on his chest dramatically. "Touché"

"Mr Haynes, you look like you have something you want to share with the class"Westwick cut in.

"Except you want to join me and chicá's little convo, I'm good Warwick"

"It's Westwick"

"I wish I cared". Burn.

The entire class erupted into laughter. I could see smoke fuming from Westwick's ears.

"Haynes. Dention after school!"

I'm sure he didn't care about that too.

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