Chapter 6 - Kristina

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            KRISTINA

I walked out of school earning whispers and such from what I had done at lunch. Wow is was just a sweet slap nothing more! I mean I could’ve easily broke her nose! I rolled my eyes at the thought.

“Hey Bella.” I looked up to see who used that nickname. Of course I already knew who the person.

I smiled looking at him, I liked the way the name sounded.

“Hey James.” I looked into those midnight eyes, feeling the urge to roll my eyes at his smirk.

“Nice bike.”  I looked at my bike. Of course the bike! I should’ve known.

“Yeah it’s mine.”

He smirked, “Never knew you could be the type Bella.”

I looked up, “What’s with the name?” Cocking my head to the side I gave him a questionable look.

“Because it’s what you are, beautiful.” I smiled thinking that bella is Italian for beautiful.

I looked at him, his eyes showing something I couldn’t understand. I was still too happy about what he said.

A crappy voice came into my head, he is a player remember!

“Right of course.”  I murmured.

“What?” Oh god I said that out loud!

“Um Nothing. Look I have to go alright, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I smiled at him, “Bye James.”

He gave a genuine smile, “Bye Bella.”

I took off.  His voice sounding in my head as I moved through the traffic, I kept seeing those eyes shining and his sandy brown hair in the sun… No! What am I thinking? He is a player Kristina.

I looked up and stopped the  bike. I was in front of the gym.  Time for training.

“Hey Kitty Cat!” I smiled up at Brad, his eyes were somewhere in the blue but nothing compared to his. I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts. James is just a jerk, he would play any girl if he had the chance, and right now I’m like..

“Kitty Cat is everything alright?”

I looked up trying to shake off my thoughts.

“Huh?”

Brad looked at me in concern, “Kris, I said if you’re alright.”

“Oh yeah I’m fine, just tired.”

I mentally shook my self, I should forget those thoughts, no I HAVE to forget and I will. 

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