Friends? (A Weston Koury Fanfic)

Chapter Seven

Elise's POV

    Well, apparently Tara and Mario knew each other.

    They knew each other a little too well.

When Tara said that she fell in love with someone else...she must've meant Mario.

Later
Weston's POV

"Okay, so let me get this straight: you and Mario have been DMing on Instagram behind my back for the past three months?!" I exclaimed.

Tara nodded sorrowfully, "we didn't do anything wrong, we were just...online friends who, accidentally fell in love."

    "Yeah. I'm seriously sorry, bro. I had absolute no idea that you and Tara were together." Mario shot a glare at Tara and she sighed.

      I shrugged, "whatever. I guess I'm in too good of a mood to stay mad at you guys. So, you're both lucky this time." I said.

    Mario looked around, "where's that girl, umm, what's her name...Emily?"

    "Elise."

    "Yeah, her too." Mario joked, "why isn't she at lunch?"

   I guess I forgot to tell him she's not in our grade, "Elise is in the seventh grade. But, if she passes this huge-ass test then she'll get moved back up to the eighth grade. She skipped a grade when she was in grade seven, but she was at a private school."

    "Ooooohhhh, okay. When is she taking the test?" Mario asked.

    "Sometime next week. The school board will take a while to count her results, so she'll be moving up when the semester is over."

   "If she passes." Hunter smirked.

    Tara rolled her eyes, "shut it, Hunter and go make out with some cheerleader. That's what you always seem to be doing, hm?"

    Hunter grunted and continued to eat his lunch in silence.

    Elise's POV

    "Today, we will be learning advanced pre-algebra..." Ms.Hitman began to say, but I didn't listen. It's not like I had a choice. Brandon was being a complete idiot, on his phone, or poking me. Damn. I wanted to slap that boy.

    "Hey, Elise, do you understand any of this?"

    "Certainly. Though, it's evident you don't." As usual.

    "You got it, mind helping me?" Brandon asked with a smirk. I just wrinkled my nose.

    "Well, if you would have been listening to the teacher, you'd probably understand everything perfectly fine like the rest of the class."

     Shots fired!

    Brandon sighed, "whatever."

I gave him a satisfying smirk and continued doing my class work.

After school

"Breaking News: Thirteen year old Natalya Giles has recently broken out of prison. Again. The police department still do not have her whereabouts..."

My parents were watching the news while I was doing homework in my room. Though, I overheard that much...who's Natalya Giles?

I searched up 'Natalya Giles' and what popped up were a bunch of images that looked exactly like me. What the hell? My phone must be having a glitch or something. It's old, anyways. I decided to search up 'Natalya Giles' on my apple computer and up came images of me...again.

"What? Is this some sort of sick joke?!" I slammed my fist on the keyboard.

Looking through the images, there were a few images of a girl with short hair, but purple and green highlights. I've never dyed my hair before...

New text message:

W: Hey, Lizzy! Have you seen the news? Why is there a escaped prisoner who has the same exact face as you?!

E: I have no idea, Weston. I've been searching up images of this Natalya Giles...she looked exactly like me.

W: I think your parents have some explaining to do...

I stormed downstairs and began questioning my parents, "what the flip is this?!" I motioned to my phone screen of Natalya Giles.

My mom's face went blank and my father looked like he had seen a ghost.

"She knows."

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How did you guys like this chapter? I hope I'm not rushing things D:

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