We Could Have So Much More

Chapter One

Chapter one

POV: Ember

" I don't share my mascara with anyone, I'm sorry." I tell Helen.
" Why?"
" I got an eye infection last time." I give her a wide expression.
" Well I don't have one." She responds with the same expression.
I sign. " Have it."
" YO." The washroom door is kicked open by Clarissa.
" hi Claire." Helen greets.
Helen walks away, dropping my mascara on the floor. I clench my fists and cuss that bitch under my breath.
" The new students are hot." She's in glee.
Some private school closed for financial reasons so now some stupid rich kids get free admission at schools.
20% kids at each school.
" You look really pretty." She compliments me.
" I know right!" I sarcastically flip my hair and wink at mirror. We giggle and I could hear the girls in the stalls cringe at us.

She walks me outside. " I claim the red one. " she points at a boy with a red t shirt.
" He's a senior and he's so hot."
" He's okay." I try not to throw up.
My mascara gets smudged on my glasses.
" I need to go." I inform her while she simps for that monkey.

I walk into the washroom again, and start cleaning my glasses.
I put them back on my eyes,
" You have very beautiful eyes."
A male voice speaks behind me, freaking me out.
My chest freezes.
" But not beautiful enough to notice, this is a boy's washroom."
He laughs like a middle school cunty boy.
I chuckle and scoff.
" Since when do boys wear sanitary pads?" I point at the sanitary pad bin.
He's completely speechless.

I walk out, the washroom.
" What are you laughing about?" Claire inquires and I tell her about that boy.
He walks out the washroom embarrassed and I point at him. He gives me a " fuck you" smile while he departures.
" That's Trevor, He's from that rich school."
I raise my eye brows.
Trevor, His eyes are emerald green and his hair black like ink, ink Black.
And he's one confident guy.

" So you're trying out my class, I see."
I'm surprised to see Trevor.
I can feel his glare on me so I keep my eyes on the book, I kinda like it though.

He smirks, " yes ma'am."
There's a little arcane piece of me who wishes he'd go for this class.
Look, I don't like him but hey he's kind of interesting.

" sup." I'm freaked. Kevin sneakily hops on the bench next to me, The bench close to the window.
" sup?" He whispers.
" What the hell Kevin? You're not in this class!" I whisper back at him with concern.
Mrs. Smith doesn't notice she's in an interesting conversation with wise Trevor.
" Why didn't you apply for basketball this year?"
" Joanna is in that team." I tell him.
" So what? Basketball is your destiny!"
I roll my eyes. " Ember that cunt can't even play basketball." He whines.
" I forgot how to play." I make up.
" You fucking joined the tennis team?"
" I don't attend my tennis classes, I sneak out."
" That's so unproductive. You're gaining weight." He comments and it fucking triggers me.
" GET LOST!" I yell in anger and suddenly all eyes are on me.
" Kevin?" Mrs. smith notices him. " Detention."
" And you too." She points at me.

" Sorry" Kevin apologises.
" I'm too short for basketball I'm 5'3."
" Joanna is 4'7"
" Joanna is a cunt."
I'm twisting crumbled papers into roses while Kevin whistles.
" Let's play basketball after detention ends?"
" Sure."
We smirk at each other.

" BUSTED." I beam at his face. And do this silly dance.
" You're good at this game." He comments.
I know, he pretended to lose so I could join the basketball team.
" Trevor is in tennis, he thinks he owns the court."
" so does Joanna." I out smart him.
Kevin scoffs. " Why would you be in a class with Trevor, he's disgusting."
" He's quite hygiene, his deodorant is quite strong." I shrug.

" You know what I mean!!"
I just start laughing. " I adore you so much man." I clap and laugh.
He unties my hair and laughs with me.
" You adore me?"
I nod.
" Enough to be my girlfriend?" He smirks.
My Jaw opens. He both start laughing again.
" HELL YEAH."
He hugs me and I hold him tight.

That's how fast things escalate in my world.