Stargazers

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Chapter Ten | Can we get pizza for dinner?
Cordelia's POV:

"Ugh! I have the fattest headache ever," Gigi groans, putting her head in her palms and leaning them against the side of my locker. "You were so smart to not go yesterday. It wasn't even that fun." She adds, whimpering when a couple of rowdy boys bound through the halls and make her headache worse.

"It was a little silly for you to go, and to get drunk." I agree with a sympathetic smile, causing Gigi to groan even more, slide down my locker and slouch her back against it as her head goes into her knees that have been brought up to her chest.

"But I didn't get drunk, I only had like two drinks," She mutters, muffled by her knees. She wraps her bare arms- still no sweater, just tights to keep her warm- around her legs and hug them tightly.

I hum in response to her statement, sorting and gathering the books I need for all my classes today. After the game yesterday, I fell to sleep fairly early, so I didn't have time to get myself organised for the school day then. Now, instead, I have to make sure I'm prepared today.

The loud footsteps of a person approach us, along with the banging and clanging of a locker opening. "Hello ladies!" The boy says loudly with a grin on his face.

Georgina glances up at the person before groaning once again and putting her head back in her hands, mumbling something of a "Go the fuck away Nathaniel, I'm not in the mood."

The dirty blonde furrows his eyebrows, looking at me before down to the floor at the sitting Gigi. "What's wrong Georgie?" He asks, closing his locked door and leaning one shoulder against it.

"She's hungover," I explain, causing Gigi to wince and nod at the information.

"Well that was dumb of you." He says with a quiet laugh, before glancing at Gigis figure and furrowing her eyebrows, "Aren't you cold?" He asks.

Gigi shakes her head in her hands, "I run warm." She responds, before adding, "Besides, it's better than wearing the itchy sweaters." I nod in agreement. While the boys of Coral side get to have the comfortable, soft sweatshirt/ hoodies, us girls get stuck with the itchy sweaters, they're still cute though. Nate is currently wearing the latter.

Nate nods in response, before parting Gigis head with a grin, "I gotta go, feel better Georgie," He says with a cheeky grin, woking one of his icy blue-green eyes at her.

"Bye," She grumbles.

Nate turns to me, giving me bright toothed smile. "Bye Rosy," He says, before striding down the somewhat busy halls and disappearing down a turn.

"Come on," I say, helping a pouting Georgina up of the floor, "We gotta get to class too," I say, a slight frown etching onto my face at the thought of having to attend boring classes.

"Okay," She sighs, fixing up her curls as we begin our way down the halls.

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"Hey," Georgina says, smiling and taking a seat next to me at our usual table in the cafeteria.

"Hey Gi," I return the smile, but squint my eyes as I glance down at what she's wearing. "I thought you said you ran warm?" I ask.

"I do," She says, smiling to herself as she pulls the sleeves of the garment down her arms. The boys sweatshirt, not the girls sweater.