Followed

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Followed

The next morning, it was surprisingly, warm enough for shorts. I smiled, as I slipped my navy blue jean shorts onto my freshly showered thighs. I slipped on a bright blue V-neck tee, over my black tank top, and quickly blow-dried my hair. I plugged the straightener in, and began running it through my frizzed waves. I brushed through my straightened hair, and added a quick side part for style. I applied makeup, and headed into the room. I quickly slipped on my black vans, grabbed my things and headed downstairs.

I drove to school, and parked in the same spot as yesterday. For some reason, I still felt nervous. I got out, and headed to the front, where Shelby was leaning against the door nonchalantly. She was like a model. She was wearing jean shorts like mine-- only shorter-- making her legs look even longer. She wore a nice black lace top, and black heels, that weren't too tall. Her curly hair was up in a normal pony tail, and yet she still made it look like it took forever. Her makeup looked like it was done professionally --especially her smoky eyes. Her green eyes looked up, and a small grin formed on her face as she began walking towards me.

"Been waiting on you," She said, and we stopped. "Figured you would be one to get here early," She said glancing at her watch. "Your here," I said. She grinned. "Yeah, only because I don't want to get stuck in another after school detention. Oh and that door--squeaky clean." I smiled, as we headed into the building.

"You should really put some color in this," She said, while she fingered a strand of my hair. "Blue would look great with those eyes." I shrugged. "I've considered it, but my mom didn't really approve of the whole hair dye thing. Trust me, even when I had fake dye in after a party I went to, she flipped out." She laughed. "Parents need to learn how to live." I nodded.

We headed for my locker, which hers happened to be right next to, and grabbed our things, turning back in the direction of class. "Oh lord," Shelby muttered quietly. I looked at her, and didn't get the chance to question her, before Tyler came up in front of me. I smiled, and tucked the hair that was in my face, behind my ear. "Hey Tyler," I said. "Hey," He said quickly. It was silent, and he starred at me with a closed mouth smile for a while. I felt the blush rise into my cheeks. "Jesus Tyler, quit gawking at her like she's the last virgin on the planet," Shelby said. We both looked at her. "You are a virgin...right?" She said quietly, but loud enough for Tyler to hear. "Shelby...Yes." I said through clenched teeth, as I felt my cheeks get warm. I could tell Tyler was trying to hide his smile.

The first bell rang, and I was thankful. "Goodbye Tyler," Shelby said, and shooed him away with her hands. We began walking to the door, when a familiar face began walking towards us. It was the guy who knocked me down yesterday. He was walking with a guy shorter in height, and they were talking to each other. The familiar guy had a huge smile on his tan face--the best smile I'd ever seen. He was a little bit taller than Tyler, but they were built the same-maybe he was a little more built.

He had dark brown hair, which was styled messily on top of his head, and those familiar dark blue eyes that I couldn't seem to stop starring at. He looked so familiar, but there was no way. He had a face nobody could forget.

He stopped, and bent his head back, letting out beautiful laughter that traveled the halls. A small smile formed on my lips. I didn't realize I wasn't moving, until Shelby was paces in front of me. I quickly caught up but then again, slowed as he got closer. He was looking at his friend, and then turned his attention forward towards me. His smile was still set on his lips--which nearly made my heart stop. I smiled back-- Until he shot me an irritated look, then quickly brushed past me. I stopped, and tried not to let his rejection get to me. "Emma, let's go," Shelby said in front of me. I sighed, and began walking next to her again.

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