Oh my gosh! This is amazing! Tristan's my bud now and I'm so ready to cream the other players at the 14th annual Hotwire Falls baseball tournament. I'm pretty sure Keira likes me. Everything's going great.
It's lunch time now, and I advance in line and take a milk carton. I wrinkle my nose as the luch lady dumps an odd brown lump of beans onto my tray. I grab a fruit cup and a bag of chips and head out into the vast array of tables.
The lunchroom can be a landmine if you don't choose carefully. Table one: claimed immediatly by the popular girls. Table two: claimed by the athletic types. Table three: the gamers. Table four: usually open to anyone. Same for tables five and six. Table seven: my homies and I. Table eight: the weird, outcast kids. It's best to keep away from them. Table nine: Keira's table. I usually avoid that as well... ever since I starting blushing around her. But because everyone is fine with my existence, I normally drop by each table on the way to mine. It's pretty handy to pick up on some of the gossip.
I drop my tray at my table and greet my friends, before excusing myself and sneaking around table one.
I hide behind the wall, the girls' conversation still audible. I hear Ava saying,
"That's exactly what she said. 'I really like Hudson.'" I feel my eyes grow as big as grapefruits.
Phoebe says, "You sure Keira said that?"
"Certain."
"Well, I kinda expected this... Keira has been yammering on and on for the past few weeks about how cute and how nice he is. She for sure likes him." Peyton confirms.
I don't hear the rest of their conversation, because I'm in the bathroom, stall number four, puking my guts out.
"Honestly Hudson. You're not sick." Wyatt tells me again. Wyatt figured out I must be in the bathroom when I didn't show up at the table again. Now I'm sprawled out over the toilet, and my best friend is sitting outside the stall, telling me things I already know.
"But how am I not sick... I should know, I'm the one barfing." I gag.
"You and I both know."
Silence.
"Hudson... you're in love."
The next thing I know, my whole breakfast is right there in front of me.
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The Golden Boy (COMPLETED)
Teen FictionHudson Burke is often referred to as the Golden Boy. He is a straight-A student, an amazing baseball player, polite, attractive, and his family is very wealthy. He gets everything he wants, no questions asked. But when Hudson's family moves to a...
