Getting to know the Bad Boys

Chapter 1

"Guys, no. Stop, just st- Andy! Do not look at me like that! I'm not going to tell any of you who I like, because there is nobody!," I state for the 300th time that night. I plop another piece of popcorn in my mouth, and stare down my friends. Well, a 3rd of them... Alana currently had her face in her pillow.

"Molly, how much longer are you going to deny it? A little birdie told me that you have crush on ... Drumroll please... Jackson Knight!" Becca knowingly shouts, flipping her black hair over her shoulder. All eyes snap to me, and even Alana shot out of her cocoon of blankets.

"Wow! I fall asleep for five minutes, and I wake up to find out that Molly... Our Molly... Actually has a crush on someone? Call the news! Write a novel... This is once in a lifetime news!" Alana shouts, her blonde hair messy and blue eyes wide with excitement.

"I knew it! Molly I told you that you could never hide something from your best friends! Do you even realize how long Becca, Alana and me have waited to hear this?" Andy finally speakers up. Yes, I know what your thinking, these in fact, are my best friends... My bffs... My besties... Whatever you like to call them. All of them are gorgeous and the best friends any girl could ask for. I met Alana in first grade, in third we met Becca, and and last of all, we took in Andy sophomore year, the tomboy with waist length brown hair. We are seniors now, and still completely inseparable. Then, there's me. Molly Vandiri. I'm blonde, have blue eyes, and nothing special. No boyfriend, never had one, and certainly don't have the time or patience for one. I focus education, family, and my three best friends. It's not like a surprise people at school call me anti-social, socially awkward, and a few "other things". But, for the people that do know me... I'm that "sarcastic chick nobody likes"

"Ooooh... She doesn't deny it!" Andy says, rubbing her hands together deviously. This has got to end. Now.

"Guys! I don't like Jackson ok? I mean... Sure he is good looking-"

"Totally hot,"Becca interrupts. I ignore her and keep going.

"But he doesn't even know I exist,  but even if he did... I still don't want a relationship! I have my whole life ahead of me, and you guys are all I need," (Cue best-friend points)

"Molly's right, soon, we'll all be at college together, wasted and pregnant!" Andy squeals.

"Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves..." Becca says, patting Andys shoulder.

Currently, all four of us are sitting on my bedroom floor, in a circle, with one bowl of popcorn in the center. The original plan was to watch Tangled.. But Alana fell asleep, Becca wanted to do her nails, and Andy wanted to question me about my no non-existent love life.

"Idea!" Alana shouts. "Pillow fight!" And just like that, before any of us had a chance to react, a pillow was forcefully chucked at my head. Let me just clarify, nobody, and I mean nobody, should get into a pillow fight with Alana. Believe me, I've had the concussion to prove it. In my dazed state, I manage to climb onto my bed, searching for a shelter. It was all a blur... And before we knew it, my entire bedroom was transformed into. War zone. Popcorn was spilled. Things were knocked over. Feathers and screams everywhere... Flashes of hair moved about the room... And when I spotted Alana I think she was dragging Becca out the bedroom door. Suddenly, I made eye contact with Andy.

"So... Just you and me eh?" I question threateningly. I swiftly grab my pillow and lunge for her. I really should have thought it out... Because next thing I see is a mess of brown hair, and a heavy weight on top of me. "Please... Andy, can't-breath..." I attempt to stutter out.

"Well you should have thought of that before you tried to attack me! And b-t-dubs, your totally comfy." I try to wiggle out from under her, but it's no use. I'm a goner. But, before all hope is lost, an idea popped into my head.