Chapter 2: What are Best Friends for?

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The next morning I woke up in a sleepy haze. My phones vibrating shocking me stiff less. Grudgingly I pick up the phone.

"GET UP LAZY I'M PICKING YOU UP IN AN HOUR"

I took a deep breath to calm myself as I looked at the clock.

"Susannah Resevea?"

"Yes " she sang back.

" Can I ask WHY THE HELL YOU ARE RINGING ME THIS EARLY IN A MORNING!?"

"Don't give me bull girl. You have to get up early and make yourself look extra special. First impressions count!"

"Ugh! Whatever "I said hanging up on her.

One hour later and I was stood in front of the mirror ready to go. I had opted for a casual floral dress that hung to my body with a short demon jacket and lace up boots. I'd decided to go O'natural with little makeup.

BUZZ: I'm waiting outside, hurry up.

I lock the front door and jump into Savannah's BMW. Yes BMW. Her mum's job paid well as a surgeon.

"Well don't you look nice ,"Savannah inquired under her shades.

"Right back at you," I said pulling out my own pair to wear. Savannah made even a causal baggy top with shorts look amazing on her.

Shortly after we arrived at school and advanced are way through the hallways to our lockers. The school wasn't anything special a little modern and covered in bland colours.

"So I have AP English first , what about you?"Savannah asked.

"Same but then I have art. Woo!"

"Haha, we best make our way-" Savannah's eyes darken as she looks behind me. I turn around only to find a life sized freaking Barbie doll. She was blonde and loaded with makeup with a skirt that was inches away from revealing her behind. However, saying that she could model on any magazine cover and she knew it as she stood posed in her spot.

Casting a look of disdain towards my cousin she then turned her attention to me and said "Emmeline Willow right? I'm Paris Lavanna."

"Lavanna as in the jewellers in town?"

"Yes my daddy owns it." She boasted proudly flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Come on I'll show you to your next class , I'm sure you don't want to hang around any longer with that."

"I'm okay thanks I've got Savannah ." Barbie sneered, actually sneered!

"Why? I'll give you a second chance to rethink my option. Going with that is social suicide."

Looping my arm through Savannah's I seethed straight back ,"I'd rather take my chances with that."

We then sauntered off down the corridor towards English while Barbie stared daggers in our backs.

"What's her deal?"

"She's a bitch,"Savannah replied curtly.

"Okay..."

"Paris made my life hell last year , turned my friends against me and made me out to be a slut , all because someone she liked was interested in me. I think that's one of the reasons my mum pushed so much for you to move here... Anyway I really appreciate what you said to her. You didn't have to."

"Hey, Barbie needed taking down a peg or two plus what are best friends for ?"

"Barbie huh?" She said as we both broke down in laughter coming to the classroom door.

We sat in our seats waiting aimlessly for our teacher to arrive. I decided to take advantage of the free time, took out my sketchbook and started to draw the balcony scene. Ouch! Savannah jabbed her arm in my ribs nodding profusely to get my attention . It was then I noticed the class had gotten eerily silent and was all looking towards who had just entered the class room.

Oh my.

If it were possible for sexiness to walk then it just walked in. Savannah cast me a knowing look as if she knew what I was thinking. His presence demanded attention. You could see his muscles move beneath his top showing the body of someone that likes to work out. His hair was dark black and unruly . Oh my god- he was going to sit behind me.

Shivers crept up my arms at the thought of seeing his face. He lifted his head and his gaze captured mine. Wow. Those eyes were incredible they looked like deep pools of enchanting ice that drew me in with a wave as I tried to regain my breath. If only my English teacher could hear me now. I'd get an A+ for my vocabulary. His face was perfection, his jaw at a perfect angle and those lips? They could keep a girl busy all day I thought dreamily.

He smirked at me. That's when I realised I was starting at him in a daze, mouth open and he knew it. Someone with those looks are going to know about it and be damn proud. He slid in to his seat behind me and I stiffened. It felt like he was breathing down my neck. Only did I relax , when the teacher came in and started the lesson.

BUZZ

I quickly slid my phone out of my pocket and onto my lap in an attempt to discreetly read Savannah's text.

Savannah: You look like your gonna have a heart attack.

Me: So do you!!

Savannah: WTF! Since when does a human look so fine?

Me: Since never that's when.

Savannah: Mr Sexy was totally staring at you. I'm so jealous right now!

Me: Ik! He caught me staring at him and smirked.

Savannah: ;3£&0@'cdhlkbf##

Me: Calm down you'll burst a blood vessel.

Savannah: Have you seen Paris?!

I turned my gaze away from my phone and towards her. Sure enough there she was staring at Mr Sexy with desire biting on her pencil. I instantly felt a swarm of jealousy invade me.

Me: PATHETIC

Though I felt pathetic too with the way I was reacting to him.

After his entry class was seemingly boring till five minutes before the tone when our teacher said we could talk about the "lesson". Before I could turn to Savannah , the jock in the football jersey in front of me turned round to talk to me.

"So beauty, where you from?"

Before I had a chance to reply Paris but in with , "loserville." Mature.

"Don't be such a bitch." Ooh tension. They must have dated once. I have to admit he was kind of cute with his blonde hair and lopsided grin though he was a little too bulky for my taste.

"Yeah Paris. Don't be such a bitch." I said pleased with my contribution to the conversation.

A deep laugh startled me from behind. I'd briefly forgotten who Savannah referred to as Mr Sexy sat behind me.
Before I had a chance to to turn around the tone went and so did Mr sexy leaving me to stare longingly after him though I can't complain about the view.

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