The Popularity Project

{20}Diamonds in the sky

Callum: Sieara's older brother, overprotective, sporty and loveable.

And he's got Bronde hair!! I seriously love people with Bronde hair🙌

When I realised that I was still in Brandon's arms and his lips were still against my head, I ripped myself away from him. Everyone around us were silent. I squinted my eyes at him furiously.

"What the hell? You can't go around kissing people!" I yelled wiping my forehead with the back of my hand "Especially not me." I added queitly.

"I'm sorry Sieara but I can't help my feelings for you. It was only on your forehead anyways. And plus I don't regret it,  I think I lo-" He started but I interrupted him.

No no no! He can't say those three words! Nu'uh! No friggin' way!

"No, I'm sorry Brandon! You can't like me! There are many other girls who are dying to go out with you but I'm not one of them, we- you- need to move on. I've fallen for someone else." I explained running a hand through my wet hair, avoiding his gaze.

I am definitely not going to be called a slut for 'making out' with two boys in less than five minutes. Even though the feelings I have for Brandon have resurfaced I can't get involved with him again.

When he didn't reply, I felt like that was my cue to leave. The crowd parted like the Red Sea causing a blush to slowly creep onto my cheeks from all the attention.

I scurried out of the water to the far end of the beach. I sat down on the dirty blonde sand silently, collecting my thoughts before a high pitched voice interrupted. The same voice that was at the Juice Bar previously and the same one that hated my guts for some unknown reason.

"What do you want?" I snapped glaring at Chantelle who was approaching me with two red solo cups.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I've done to you in the past. You're just so nerdy and average yet all the boys are swooning over you! I mean I'm gorgous and talented whereas you are just...well....you!" Chantelle explained using hand gestures.

She reminded me of someone. I'm not sure who but...someone.

"What do you expect me to say? Thanks? You literally just insulted me, only in a friendlier manner!" I snapped as she seated herself beside me.

"Well, I'm the queen bee! It's supposed to be all about me! That's the closest you'll get to an apology! So be grateful! I've never said the 'S' word in my life!" She shrieked gazing towards the sea.

Now I remember! She reminds me of that popular girl from the Bratz movie I watched when I was around ten years old.

"S word?" I ask with a frown after shuffling slightly away from her because she was waaaaay too close for my comfort.

"Yes! Please don't make me say it! It starts with S and ends with Y! I'm not going to say that horrendous word again!" She snapped impatiently turning to look at me.

I thought back to what she said.
S and Y? S and Y? S and Y?

Oh she's never said sorry! This girl is a spoilt, pathetic brat isn't she. No wonder she reminded me of someone from Bratz!

"Oh...You mean you've never said sorry in your life apart from today? To me? Well don't I feel honoured?" I questioned speaking my thoughts sarcastically with a roll of my eyes.

"Can we just please be friends? We could call it.....a truce!" She cheered excitedly, clapping her hands.

"Why?" I asked, something was fishy about this girl.