Why Me?

Why Me? Chapter Two.

I walked through the halls, arm in arm with Charlie was we talked quietly as people stared at us, whispering like we couldnt hear them.

"I cant believe how all of the Wilsons are gorgeous.. then theres her." A snob mumbled under her breathe, and I felt Charlie wrap his arm around my shoulder protectively.

"What are you talking about? Shes freaking hot!" A football jock said, staring at me as I walked by, and I gave him a flirtatious smile.

Even though we had been at this school for years now, people still gossiped about us all the time. Our entire family made up the 'it's.' Since there was only a few of us in school now, me, Charlie, Tyler, and Colton were the populars. And so were some of our friends, but it was mainly just us for. I guess our dashing good looks helped, and so did us owning the school. No teacher ever dared to get onto us, scared of Tyler's wrath.

The poor teachers, especially substitues. They didnt know any better to get onto one of us, and even if we didnt tell Tyler about it, he always found out. Tyler could give a mean earful to an unexpecting sub in a matter of seconds, threatening to fire them and make sure the entire world hated them. I believed him too.

"Hey you," Charlie said, waving his hand infront of my face as we turned the corner down the hall. We were about to have to go our seperate ways until PE and football practice. "Dont let the rumors get to you. Because I have the most beautiful sister in the world." And with that, Charlie gave my shoulder one more re-assuring squeeze before departing my side, walking down his hall. I sighed with a small smile on my face, I loved Charlie. He was so sweet and funny, but I loved all of my brothers. Yes, even Tyler. Somehow.

With that, I took one last long, happy and contentful smile after him before repositioning my bookbag on my spine and walking down my hall, opening my locker quickly as I threw my stuff down in it. I leaned over and pulled out my chemistry binder and supplies, hearing a couple of guys voices pass me and I just kept digging, ignoring them.

"Whoa, wait man, who's ass is that?" A deep, gruff voice said from behind me. I blinked, not reconizing the voice at all, and I knew like everyone in this school. Literally, everyone. It was one of those voices, that you automatically want to hear allday, the deep and sexy, charming voice every girl wanted in a guy.

"Shh! Man! Thats freaking Alexandria Wilson! The daughter of the Wilson Wilson's! She can make you dispear into dust in a snap, shes that important." Another voice whispered back, and I reconized it as Joel, someone on the football team. I think he was like a running back or something.

"Wait. Shes a Wilson?" The other guy said gruffily, as if it was a disapointment or something.

Instantly, I seized my chance to shoot up, flipping my dark brown curls back into a mess, but they instantly fell into place along one another, stacking nicely on my shoulders. I made sure to run a hand through them, untangling them from one another, before giving them a fluff playfully. I looked in the mirror at my locker, licking my lips as I put on some perfume that was Chanel No.5. Instantly, I leaned back over and got my chemistry stuff, before slowly starting to walk away, but not before winking at Joel, and his mouth seemd to drop in awe.

Thats when my eyes landed on the other guy. He was tall, at least 6'3, at the least. His biceps were huge, and I could faintly see he had abs through his shirt, but I couldnt tell how good or how many, but he had abs. He had dark, tan and toned skin, and perfect shaggy, long black hair that fell into his face. He flipped it out of his face, and I caught a quick glimpse of his eyes, the perfect baby blue, with darker brown speckles in them. He had a fairly pointed nose, which was kind of big, but it fit his face uniquely. His jaw line moved when he gritted his teeth, before he licked his lips quickly. His lips were the perfect light pink shade, and werent to big, but werent to small either. Perfect size. I watched as a slow, small smirk made its way onto his face, showing off his pearly white teeth.

"You checking me out much?" He asked me, leaning casually against the locker.

"Yeah, but Id much rather have Joel." I rolled my eyes, even though I knew it wasnt true. Joel didnt compare to this supermodel. But I couldnt let him know that. "So, Joey, babe, call me later? And loser, Ill see you around. Maybe." Then with that, I slammed my locker before walking off down the hall, feeling their eyes on my back before I heard one of them mutter.

"Dibs."

I didnt quite catch who it was though, probably Joel.