*Mila's POV*
"Who are these hotties?"
"I hope they don't have girlfriend. I am totally going to bang them."
"How can guys be that hot? I am so wet just by looking at them. Just imagine them in bed."
"Where did they come from? I heard they have tattoos. Are they part of a gang? Like they are so hot."
School doors just opened and shit has already happened. A new record. Gosh. This school runs on rumors and gossip. But really, who are these "hot dudes with tattoos"? I bet the blondies have called dips too. Oh let me tell you. The blondies are the school sluts; Brittany, Tiffany, and last but not least Jamine. They have slept with mostly every guy. I bet they have AIDS or something. Ew, that is fucken disgusting.
I took the thought out of my mind and continued walking. As I was walking, I kept hearing whispers about these new guys.
"What the fuck is so amusing about these stupid guys?" I thought to myself.
"Well, we aren't stupid first of all. And look at us. Guys like us are really amusing." I heard a voice behind me.
"Shit, I said that out loud."
"Yes, yes you did sweetheart." I turned out and saw three really hot dudes in front of my eyes. They can't be real. Now, I see why these girls are talking so much about these guys. No wonder. I took a step closer to the guy in the middle. Our faces were 2 inches away from each other. I smirked, looking right into his icy blue eyes, then I licked my lips and smirked again.
"It's Mila, not sweetheart. Get it right." I took a step back, turned around and started walking.
"Mila," I heard one of them say.
"You got that right!" I screamed, not daring to look back at them. I continued walking until I got to my locker. I opened it, took my books out for 1 period and slammed it shut.
"OH MY GOSH MI! I JUST SAW YOU TALKING TO ALEC! HOW DID YOU? WHAT DID THEY SAY?" Victoria screamed in my ear. Everyone, let introduce you to Victoria, my best friend.
"Oh god, my eardrums, Victoria. And who the hell is Alec?" as the words left my mouth, the guys I encounter walked right up to Victoria and I.
I pushed Victoria behind me and said "What the hell do you from me now?"
"Aw Mila. I don't want anything from you. I just wanted to introduce myself and my guys to you and your beautiful friend," the guy with the blue eyes said.
"Okay. Then introduced yourself and your friends," I spoke up.
"This is Blake. I am Alec. And this is Hale." Blake was about 6 feet and had gray eyes. Alec was about 6'2 and had wonderful ice blue eyes. Hale was about 6 feet and had brown eyes.
"Well, Alec. Thanks for the introduction. Now if you would move I have a class to attend," I replied angrily because was getting last to class.
"Sure thing, sweetheart," Alec moved over with a smirk on his face. Ugh. I would love to slap that smirk right off.
"Motherfucker! My name is Mila! Not fucken sweetheart," I walked right up to his face and screamed.
Ugh. He is so annoying. He just kept smirking. The last bell rang. Great. I am last to class because of this jackass. I started walking to my class. I opened the door and saw a Mr. Smith taking attendance. "Nice for you to join us, Mila."
I quickly took a seat and pulled my books out. As I slammed them to the desk, the classroom door opens. I quickly look up and see Alec walking in. Ughhh. Shoot me!
"You must be Alec. I am Mr. Smith. Introduce yourself and then you can go find an empty seat." Mr. Smith said. Alec and my eyes met and he is smirked. Great. He saw me. Can this get any worse?
"Hi, I am Alec. I just moved here and ya," he walked over to my desk.
I turned to look at him and saw him seating right next to me. I guess I spoke too soon. Life can't get any better. I pretended that he wasn't there. The day went on a little better. I had Alec in Period 1,3, and 6. Then I had Blake in Period 2 and 4 and I had Hale in Period 4 and 8. I had a least one of the "Three Musketeers" in every class and even lunch. Someone please just shoot me. Yes, I call the three of them "The Three Musketeers."
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"Mila! Hold up!" I turned around and saw Victoria running like an idiot down the halls.
"Damn girl. You walk to fast. Let's go to lunch," Victoria said between breaths.
We both continued walking toward the lunch room doors. I slowly opened the doors and looked around. The lunch room was like a movie. Everyone had their own little table. The jocks. The nerds. The music people. The horny guys. The emo. The wanna-be populars. And the list can go on for days. But the one table that stood out to me was the popular table. I looked and saw "The Blondies" and "The Three Musketeers." Wow! That's crazy. It's not even been a day and "The Three Musketeers" have already found their way to the popular table.
Brittany was all over Alec, Tiffany was all over Blake, and last but no least Jasmine was all over Hale. Brittany is sucking faces with Alec. By the way, NASTY. Brittany looks like she is about the eat his face off. Tiffany is throwing herself to Blake. She was pulling her shirt down so show her cleavage, and Blake did not seem to mind. Jamine was just laughing at whatever Hale would say. If he said "pencil" she would start laughing like a fucken hyena.
As I was observing their slut behavior, Alec pushed Brittany away and looked at me. And guess what that jackass did. He fucken winked. What the hell? What is wrong with him? I just gave him a stank look and got in the line from lunch.
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