I never understood people who admired other people when the one they are admiring is plain, ordinary, mediocre and average. I’m aware that I used words that have the same meaning but I’m like ‘come on people, they’re just a person not a freaking god. It’s not like they care about you or what’s happening in your life. Get a life!’ but I guess now I get them. Maybe, Just maybe…
“Staring at people is rude, sweet cheeks.” a low sexy voice said.
“Wha-I am was not staring. I was merely shock.” I said innocently.
“Shocked at what then?” he asked, smirking.
What do I say to him? I was shocked by his Greek god like body built and I mean he can be an Abercrombie & Fitch model, just not that all muscular thingie. or his swoon worthy dazzling smile, his amazing---()
“People always say that. Admit it, you were checking me out, weren’t you?” he said, looking smug.
Forget all the nice comments I said earlier. He doesn’t deserve my positive…mental thinking comments. It wasn’t all true; it was a horrible beast I saw that would eat you alive. We should all run for our live if you all want to live. Did I exaggerate much? Yeah, I freaking think so.
I snort unattractively, “As if.”,rolling my eyes at this worthless situation. I started to walk away (not accomplishing the task cause my feet won’t move) when he asked me do I know him. Who doesn’t know him?! He is Carter Anderson for goodness sake. Major heartthrob, filthy rich, player, boyfriend of the schools narcissistic pig, Mindy. Jeez, I sound like a stalker. Well don’t blame me, blame the gossip that travels from one person’s mouth to another like wildfire.
“No. Who are you? Are you new here?” I lied. I sound so dumb right now.
Carter stares at me that say ‘you’ve-got-to-be-fucking-kidding-me’ stare. Wait. Did I see a tinge of hurt in his eyes? Apparently, it was immediately masked by a teasing glint.
“Sweet cheeks, I know your lying.” he teased.
And here I am thinking he was hurt or I said something wrong that I would regret, when he could actually leave me speechless. Jerk
“Really? Do you think I’m lying?” I said keeping a serious face. Know-it-all egotistical bastard.
I start to walk away from him and this time my feet respond quickly. Thank you! The he suddenly says, “Wait.”
I stop abruptly. me, Wait? For what, him? No. Never will happen. I tried to ignore his call by walking faster; I felt a hand grasp my arm. of course it would be Carter.
“Didn’t I tell you to wait.” he said, annoyed.
Aww, I irritate you too much? Too bad I don’t care. Sounds bitchy? Blame the dude who slammed his car door early in the morning and my best frien— Oh my. shizzz, Keanne’s waiting for me at the lobby. She’s so gonna kill me when I don’t show up right now.
“Earth to you.” Carter said. “Are you dead or just distracted and started daydream about me?”
“What the- oh yeah, You see, I have this friend, who’s currently waiting for me. She’s very impatient so I really have to go now.”I said, but can’t help notice his hand on my arm.
”Why are you holing my arm?” I asked
Carter doesn’t seem to notice it, but he is violating my personal space. And for the record, I don’t want people touching me. Except that some, who can’t control themselves, pinches my cheeks without any reason other than it’s so chubby. Pssht retards. He pulls back his hand (Thank you. I can’t help to think that you’re molesting my arm.) Ran his fingers through his hair and just stood there staring at some plants beside me. You’re wasting my time and my life.
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Sunshine and City lights
Teen FictionTo think she’s got everything, she actually doesn’t. Millicent Anne Tisdale, daughter of the most respect doctors in the suburbs of Chicago, undergoes the drama of high school. We all do. Let’s say it’s much more dramatic than usual. Or maybe not...