I grabbed the hair gel from the cabinet, squirting it into my hands. I put the gel in my dark brown hair, making it beyond messy. I washed my hands in the sink. The reflection in the mirror was my own, "I look hot," I said to myself. When wasn't I looking hot? Hell, I was even hot as a baby. The ladies love me. I think it's my light blue eyes that bring them in. Or maybe it's my smoking hot body. I worked out like everyday after school. But, it doesn't matter. They still come running to me.
"Sean, you ready for school yet? Meghan's outside waiting," my mom called from the stairs.
Meghan was my girlfriend of 2 years. She was a cute little thing. She had a decent body, a cute face, but she wasn't hot or anything. She had short blonde curly hair that fell just above her shoulders and bright green eyes. She was beautiful, but I didn't like her anymore I guess.
I huffed, walking out of the bathroom. I probably just spent an hour in there looking at myself. God, I'm such a girl, "I'll be right down," I grabbed my books from my bed flinging them into my bag, heading downstairs and outside to my girlfriend's car.
"Hey, baby," she smiled, a sweet loving smile, pecking my lips with a gentle kiss. I kissed her back, not willingly though.
"Hey," I smiled, fakely.
She drove away in the little red Honda, passing the park, and dozens of houses. I spotted Mrs. Harrison, my English teacher, stepping into her car and then pulling out behind us. I liked Mrs. Harrison. She was a really good teacher. She was tough, but an excellent teacher.
"Why are you so quiet, Sean? You haven't spoken a word to me since the fair. What's going on?" she asked, turning the radio down, the song that was playing was Payphone by Maroon 5.
I shrugged my shoulders, "Drop it, Meghan. It's nothing. Will you quit bugging me about it?" I grabbed my bag, slinging it over my shoulders, heading out of her Honda.
"Sean! Sean! Get back here! Sean Hamilton! Get your ass back here!" She yelled. I heard the clicking of her heels hitting the pavement several times.
"What, Meghan?! What do you want?"I yelled, oh boy, I was causing a scene now. Everyone was staring at us.
"I-I,"
"You what?" I waited for a response, but she didn't say anything, "forget it, Meghan. I'm done. You're so fucking obsessive. Leave me the hell alone," I walked away, all eyes on me as I entered the school building. I got to my locker, opened it up, grabbed my books and headed to first period.
"Yo, Sean!" I heard my buddy, Alec, yell behind me.
"Hey, man. What's up?"
"Heard you dumped Meghan," he nodded, patting me on the shoulder.
I shrugged his hand away, "yeah, I did. She's been getting really obsessive lately. I couldn't handle it,"
"Wait, does this have anything to do with that chick at the kissing booth at the fair?" Alec laughed, making me cringe at the girl at the kissing booth. She was horrifying. So many lip hairs. I cringed again. That girl, needs to shave.
"That was awful. Don't ever speak of that again,"
Alec laughed, I walked into Mr. Gregor's class, which was calculus. It really sucks to have calculus so early in the morning, you always tend to fall asleep.
I took my seat in the back, barely able to read what the board said. Not that I cared anyway. Mr. Gregor walked in as soon as the tardy bell rang. A new student with brown hair cascading down her back was right behind him, with a frown on her face. Her head was hung low so I couldn't really see her face.
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Beautifully Bad
Teen FictionWhen Sean Hamilton meets the new girl in town, Rayleigh Thomas, he believes it's love at first sight. But when he finds out more about her, he seems to be thinking that maybe getting involved with her isn't the best idea ever. Rayleigh was known as...