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Prologue/ Preface

Prologue/ Preface

"I don't understand why you obsess over him? He doesn't even know you, let alone know you breath the same air as him!?" Kurt says as he rolls his eyes with his back pressed up against a locker. I fluff my hair up as I look in the small mirror on my locker. My long brown waves begin to untangle as I run my fingers through them.

"It's not obsessing." I say to Kurt without even bothering to look up at him.

"Denial!" He says while picking at his finger nails.

"It's not denial either! Now would you shut up and tell me how I look before he gets here." I say finally ending my session of admiring myself in the mirror. Kurt looks up from his nails with an annoyed expression and scans my body with his pale green eyes.

"You look homeless." He says with the most serious expression then proceeds to pick his nails again.

I scoff, "I swear, you may be my best friend, but you are so not helpful."

Kurt and I have been best friends since the 6th grade, we're in the 12th grade now. Back in the 7th grade, Kurt began to lose a lot of friends when he came out the closet and started telling people he was gay. I was one of the few people that stuck by his side no matter what. I was always there for him when he was feeling low, and he was always there for me. But at this moment and time, Kurt was being his usual unhelpful self.

I close my locker and turn around so my back is against my locker just like Kurt's. I try to look as hot yet causal as I possibly can. My eyes dart up at the clock in the hallway.

"It's 10:14, he'll be here in a minute." I say excitedly.

"Ugh, get a life Riley!" Kurt shouts, obviously annoyed by my presence. I wait a couple of seconds as I stare down the clock.

"And... NOW!" I say.

Harry comes from around the corner with his two friends Niall and Louis and I watch as he laughs at something Louis says. His smile is wide, his skin is perfect. His olive-green eyes sparkle in the light. I am smitten. My eyes follow him as he walks by me without even taking the slightest glance in my direction then turning into the next corner.

"Congratulations! You've proved you're a loser, once again! Can we go now?' Kurt says with very little enthusiasm. I roll my eyes then push myself off the locker.

"Yeah, I guess." I say disappointingly while walking with a slumped back.

"Okay so is that the last time you're doing that because I seriously believe that it gets more and more painful each time we do it," He begins. "And I'm at the point where I just feel like saying 'fuck it, I'm out, she can walk to class on her own'." he says as he glances at me then turns his attention back to the crowded hall ahead of us.

"Uh, ok first of all, what a great friend you are," I begin to say sarcastically. "Maybe I just need to wear more mascara and eye liner." I say while brushing my eyelashes with my finger tips.

"Oh god no, no more eye liner. You look like lumps the clown with that shit on. If anything, take it off." He says with the utmost of affection. I look at him and roll my eyes once again as we walk down the crowded halls to Espanol.

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Hey guys. I hope your liking my book so far. I must say that reading the prologue is a good idea because you probably won't be as confused when you get to the first chapter.

Be sure to share my book with your friends and crap.

~leah