Not Like Her

1

"Akayla!" My Mum yelled from downstairs.

"Coming!!" I yelled back, racing down the corridor. I was short on breath as I made it down the stairs, taking two at a time. My brown hair was a mess and I groaned as I passed the large mirror. With my bag clutched in one hand and my novel in the other, I made it downstairs.

There was a piece of toast with Vegemite sitting on the counter, I grabbed it and shoved it in my mouth, not bothering with manners.

"Hey!" My brother walked into the kitchen, "That was my piece of toast!"

I ignored him and made it to the door, his eyebrows were almost touching his eyes and I instantly laughed. I was excited about the day to come. It would be the best one in a while. A new boy was joining our class and apparently he was super cute! There wasn't anything else to look forward too, all the other boys in our school were smelly and gross. Totally the opposite of the new kid. 

I opened the door and said, "Going now! Bye!"

Slamming the door behind me, I ran down the steps and saw my best friend at our corner.

Our corner was the place we met up every morning, it was where our two streets joined up. We lived basically five houses apart so we walked to school togethor every morning.

I wasn't surprised to see that she was on her phone, typing away furiously. Probably texting some guy about another girl or something. 

"Hey! Get off your phone." I teased, poking and prodding her in the side.

She laughed and glanced up from her phone. Not before quickly looking back down. We began walking, a hop in my stride. 

She smirked, "Remember the new kid? Yeah I've started talking to him. He's sooo attractive. His name is Andrew and he's got this whole angsty boy brooding thing going on. Totally a look!"

She was talking to him already? I had expected Macy to like him, but I thought that I would possibly have a chance. A few weeks ago we had stalked the new boy, Andrew and I had found him so intriguing. But now I couldn't think he was cute, Macy would form a 'crush' on him. Even though she hated that word with a passion.

I squealed as I knew she probably expected me too, I gushed over the news and Macy had a smug look on her face. She was proud of talking to Andrew, and I bet she was going to go all around the school talking about it. 

Although she would have to be smart about it; there were so many other boys she would snap or talk too. 

Even though most of the boys she talks too are just like the rest, stinky, arrogant and rude boys that pick on everyone else, some of them are sort of nice. And I would feel really guilty if my best friend caused them to become upset.

A lot of people would point at me and call me the 'boy hater' or the 'dog lover'. Like yes, I love animals and have a strong passion for them. And yes, I've never had a boyfriend. But I don't hate boys. I just hate their attitudes. 

As I finish thinking about being called a boy hater, a group of hot boys ride past. They go to the private school in town and one of them gave Macy the look.

"Omg did you see them!?" she whispered as they vanish from sight. 

Sometimes I got incredibly jealous of Macy and felt the sudden urge to throw something at her. But I would never, and I usually scolded myself whenever I had those thoughts. She was my best friend after all. Macy's hair was a dark brown, and many people would say black. but no; it was brown. It was a silky sort, smooth and straight. Everything my hair wasn't. Some days my hair worked, but mostly it was frizzy and poofy. Like it was trying to turn into waves but I wanted it to be straight. Her eyes were also so mesmerising. Most would do hazel-brown eyes like hers were boring and bland. but they weren't. So many people would stare at her just because of her eyes. Whenever I complained about her eyes to my Mother she would always argue that I would get just as much attention because of my blue eyes. However my eyes were boring and a dim blue, like you wouldn't look twice. Unlike Macy's eyes. 

When we made it to the school gates, I clutched the bottom of my red uniform top, nerves racked my body. As much as I loved school, it was sometimes full of unexpected things that turned worlds upside down. 

Macy gasped, and muttered something I couldn't hear.

"What?" I asked, searching the grounds as we walked past the front office, "Who is it?"

I was expecting to see one of her year 2 boyfriends but was surprised to see a boy that only looked vaguely familiar. He had green eyes that were so striking and beautiful that I couldn't peel my gaze away. My heart fluttered stupidly as I noticed he was looking our way. The butterflies in my stomach flew away and out my mouth as I realised he was looking at Macy. And I could see the exact gaze he had. 

Mr Ross, our physical education teacher was chatting next to the boy and he looked around. 

"Ah Akayla and Macy!" He said, walking over to us, the boy following.

Mr Ross smiled widely, the boy next to him giving a small smile to Macy. So small I almost missed it. Macy twirled her hair around her finger, biting her lip. If I was going to be honest, I would say she looked like she was trying too hard.

But she was my best friend. I couldn't say that.

Mr Ross rubbed his wrinkled face, "Would you mind guiding Andrew, our new student, to the lockers? He's in our health period first up."

Macy was silent, staring into the emerland abyss that was Andrew's eyes.

"Of course," I managaed to gulp down.

Andrew glanced at me, but then looked back to Macy. 

Of course.

His eyes were such an intense green, you just had to look away or blink. Macy's interest was sqky rocketing as every second went on. If she only thought he was attractive she would've cracked a joke by now. but she didn't. Her cheeks pinked and I knew her feelings were growing.

But how? They literally only just... Oh well I mean they did talk over snapchat or text messages. 

And the number one rule of best friends;

'You cannot like their crush'

Of course that was going to be impossible! I could already feel my heart thumping as I continued to stare at Andrew creepily. Even his name was attractive.

I began sweating, I just knew I had to tell Macy. Even just to get it out of my system. It's either that or goodbye Macy!

I opened my mouth to tell her but then...

"Omg isn't he cute," she whispered in my ear, not taking her eyes off the boy, "Akayla I think I have a crush!"

It was all over. There could be no good result.