Part 6

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We finished our meals while interrogating Meg for her summer-long trip to France. This half German beauty has gotten us used to her lengthy trips to Europe and has always bred the little green monster in all three of us who have never really left the State. Kyle and Eve went ahead to fill Meg in with all the summer gossip; how the Mayor and the Sheriff's wife were having an affair, how John Harris was finally suspended indefinitely, about Andrew Wright – the swimming team's star – who broke his knee cap and shin at a car accident and how the King and Queen of the school, Carter and Chloe, broke up and are now single and ready to mingle.

"And speaking of news, we have a new student and he is damn h.o.t!" Kyle excitedly confessed again. "Do you know who I'm talking about?" Meg lowered her head and averted everyone's gaze but the sudden faint rosiness of her cheeks gave her away.

"What is it Meg?" I asked quite worryingly, I was not used to a Meg acting like that.

"Nothing, nothing." I, and the rest, remained persistent. Resting her face on her palm, her black-pencil-laced eyes scanned our expressions, "It's just that I bumped onto him a couple of times, I wasn't sure who he was until I saw him at the school today."

"Really? Where did you see him before?"

"At the hospital. My mum was pulling an all-nighter and I drove over to give her some pre-cooked dinner." Then her cheeks flashed again.

"Meg?" You could sense the bewilderment in my voice, "What is it with that guy?"

"Nothing, he... it was late at night and... he is, he is just... uhm ee-ng ooh uht," she completely chewed her last words.

"What?" I nagged her

"He's very hot! That's all," she burst. And then she went on to bury her face with her hands. Kyle and Eve were giggling all high-pitched and sneaky, like hyenas, at the sight of a Meg in love.

"You got me all worried for a second, M. It's okay, that's nothing to be embarrassed about. He is just a very good-looking guy." I comforted her with a pat on her shoulders.

"No, you don't understand Sophie, he is like... he is like the younger brother of what's the Superman actor?"

"The recent one, right-right!" Kyle affirmed. He flipped out his phone and started looking up the actor's name.

"Exactly!" Eve quickly agreed with Kyle.

"HENRY CAVILL!" Kyle shouted his name with what I'm sure a mispronounciation on his surname. "Only our Henry is a more handsome, more sexy and more shriek-inducing younger brother," he went on and his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. He turned to me and we started scrolling through the google pictures of Henry Cavill.

"That's humanly impossible!" I countered them. Henry Cavill is out-worldly gorgeous, no wonder he plays someone alien like Superman, but someone handsomer than him? Impossible.

"No Soph, he is right, we have a Henry Cavill 2.0 wandering around CRESS," Eve was also caught in his charm. "It should be a crime for an 18-year-old to look like that".

Kyle added in "body" in the search bar and now we were browsing topless pictures of Mr Superman.

"Do you think our Henry has the same amount of chest hair?" I love how Kyle started calling mystery guy 'our Henry'. He kept on scrolling through Henry Cavill's pics, "With or without chest hair, hmm?"

"For Our Henry or Henry Cavill?" I winked at him. Cavill's chest hair seemed well-groomed, I'd go with. "Anyway, I bet he'll be Chloe's trophy boyfriend before Homecoming," I sighed nonchalantly.

"No he won't." A stuffed sentence rolled from the scooped over emo next to me. She lifted herself up very slowly, her charcoal locks dangled and smoothly tangled around her shoulders. "He is not that type of guy." Her face was back to its normal pale color. "I just have this feeling that he is not," she shrugged and started gathering all the treys and plates together. All four of us gradually stood up, Meg was carrying all the treys and I was carrying her bag.

"Speaking of which, where is he? Have any of you seen him in the cafeteria?" I questioned. "I mean, I haven't seen the guy, I don't know how -," I was caught mid-sentence in my random rumble when I suddenly got the feeling that everyone surrounding me, everyone in this cafeteria, was thinking the exact same thing. Talking about the same thing, or the same person for that matter. My friends stared at me, waiting to finish yet I knew that neither one of them knew the answer to the question so I chose to let it slide. I gave Meg her backpack as we exited the cafeteria and waved them good bye as I had to make my way to the Physics lab.

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Biggest crush on Henry Cavill aaaaaagh that man is aaaaagh  *obligatory ovaries explosion*

I impose you these all important questions: Henry Cavill with or without facial hair? With or without chest hair?

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