Chapter 3
After my last lesson, which was maths, I met Kate near the entrance, Rick offered me to sit with him at lunchtime tomorrow but I just said that I’ll see. Emily seemed awfully familiar and she just glared at me, I just shrugged it off but it bugged me, like when you know something but you can’t place your finger on it that was seriously how I felt.
“So how was your day?” I asked Kate once we left school,
“It was cool,” she said with a blush, ok that was weird my sister never blushes and I mean never and she always had something to say, not three words.
“Ok, who is he?” I asked raising my eyebrow at her,
“Who’s who?” she tried playing confused. “You know exactly what I mean Katelyn, you never blush come on I won’t say anything. I just want to know who my sister’s interested in,” I explained,
“Fine but you have to swear not to say anything or not to do anything embarrassing. Oh and you can’t tell mum and dad,” I had a smirk on until she said mum and dad; I gave her a look saying ‘are you serious?’
“I won’t just tell…” I promised, who was I gonna tell Evans pfft no.
“His name is Jake, he’s in your year and I bumped into him today. I thought I was dead meat but when he helped me up, he was soo sweet…” she carried on talking, wait did she say Jake FROM MY YEAR!
“Wait, hold up, is he about a few inches taller than me, messy blonde hair and blue eyes?” I asked trying to remember how he looked like.
“Yeah… do you know him?” she asked curiously, we were getting closer and closer to home,
“As a matter of fact I had lunch with him and some mates today,” I said, oh shit and I had to meet up with them in a bit. I got out my phone and texted Lucy if Kate could come along; from what it seemed Jake was a nice guy so Kate would definitely come. After a few seconds she texted me saying sure but we had to meet them in about half an hour.
“Kate… would you like to come to the football game today?” I asked, she’s not a fan of American football but oh well. She gave me the look that said ‘are you out your bloody mind?’ “The thing is me and my mates are meeting up at Franko’s before the match and Jake’s gonna be there,” I clarified.
“Thank you, thank you soo much! Shit! What am I going to wear?” she exclaimed, sheesh man she was a girly girl just like my mum, me and Dan were like my dad for obvious reasons.
“Dress casual, we’re going to a football match later so either jeans or shorts, no dresses!” I told her, actually knowing her I might as well go to her room and help her. We were home now so I followed her upstairs to her room,
“Move over so I can help you, we’ve got 25 minutes until we have to be there, so go have a quick shower and your clothes should be on your bed once you come out,” I told her, she hesitated a bit but then nodded and grabbed a towel before heading in the bathroom. Ok so now time for clothes, it wasn’t exactly hot but it wasn’t breezy either so shorts would be better for her. I picked out a navy blue, ¾ sleeved, plain top and beige shorts, a white belt and a creamish- beige scarf. I looked at her shoes section (oh did I mention we have built in cupboards so they are literally massive) and pulled out a pair of navy vans. Heels didn’t go well for a football match and neither did I consider it casual so I had to choose vans. I set it out on her bed with her underwear and ran up the stairs into my room. Hmmm, now what am I going to wear? I pulled out a red and blue plaid shirt, a black tank top and black skinny jeans paired with blue converses. I changed out of my current clothes into the ones I picked out, put my hair into a messy bun and applied some eyeliner. I grabbed my black scarf and rapped it round my neck covering my tattoo. Once I was done I went downstairs to see how Kate was doing,
