The book with way too many clichés ✔

the sexies; adopted by Dr sexi & his wife

"Come sit over here!!" My new bestfriend who i now knew went by the name of Tiffany screached at me.

I immediately sat next to her, giggiling as i tucked my hair behind my ear.

Oh. Mygod. I gasped as i saw the most rediculous collection of people walk into the cafeteria.

"Who are they?" I whispered

"Them?" She whispered right back.

"Yeah" i nodded at the beautiful almost unhuman pale looking humans walk through the door individually. Giving themselves all the individual camera time they needed to add to the dramatic slow effect.

"Oh. Thats the sexies" she said "theyre like super bad and sexy and theyre all adopted from Dr sexi and his wife, so theyre not actually all related. So its not weird if they date" she explained.

"Yeah nah its not rrly" i said not really listening as i fixated myself on the group of the sexi three girls and three boys then all of a sudden in came a boy on a motorbike. He was wearing a helmet so i couldnt rrly see his face until he got off of the bike and took off his helmet.

My breathing hitched as i beheld his beautiful locks flowing in the wind.

"Why the fuck would you ride your bike into the cafeteria?!?!" Someone screamed panically in the distance. Ripping me back into reality.

He flipped the bird in the general direction of the voice and then strutted his stuff over toward the group of sexies.

"Oh and thats the last sexi. His names Lachlan sexi. He thinks his too good for everyone and he like doesnt give the time of day to any girl here" she huffed.

"He punched me in face once" a random person sitting on the table with us said "it was awesome"

"Apparently he once met Taylor Swift on a plane and she said he was pretty" said another person.

I seriously couldnt take it anymore. I looked over my shoulder toward the sexies. Making full eye contact with Lachlan sexi.

If this was any other person i would have probably looked away from now, punched him in the face, nipple crippled him, sack whacked him, or high fived him. In the face with a chair made of metal.

But this was different. I could feel it in my skin. I couldnt look away. I was mesmorised.