Living Life With The 12 Boys

Chapter 8: feeling different

The weekend went by fast nothing really happened. I just stayed home hung out with some of the boys read a book or two.

Monday morning was here the beeping of my alarm woke me up at 6. I stretched my muscles before getting out of bed and into a warm shower. I picked dark washed shorts, with a teal lace shirt, with a black tank underneath. I brushed my teeth put some lip gloss on with some mascara. I put loose curls in my hair. With that I looked at myself one more time in the mirror I was happy with what I had on. I went down stairs.

I got the cereal out and got myself a bowl of Cheerios. Wyatt was in the kitchen so he handed me the milk. I ate in peace as more of the boys showed up. "Who am I getting a ride from?" I asked the boys that were in here.

"You can just get a ride from me." Wyatt told me.

All of us high school kids ride together the ones without a car has to ride with another. Middle schoolers get a ride from dad and college kids have their own car so they can go when they have to.

"Ok, thanks." I told him with a smile.

We rode with a radio blasting and Wyatt sing every song that played as loud as he could. Wyatt is the funny one in our family he does whatever he can to make someone laugh. He is always there to make me laugh when I
am upset.

I jumped out of the car and started walk to the school. I felt someone put their arm around my shoulders. "You are sitting with us today." I heard Wyatt's voice.

"Ummm... I don't think so." I told him

"That wasn't a question that was a statement. So you are sitting with us." With that he left to go talk to his buddies.

I felt someone loop their arm with mine. I looked over slowly. "Hello." Nina said.

"Hi." I replied back to her nicely. Okay why is she walking and talking to me. "Ummm... Not to be rude but why are you walking with me... and talking to me?" I asked finally

"I thought I would get to know you better. You seem nice. And I am friends with your brothers so why not you?" She said with a smile. Umm ok. Awkward silence.

So we walked to my locker then hers. After that we went our different ways. English was the best today! Saying that with a lot of sarcasm. Everyone was looking at me and a lot of girls were glaring at me like I did some to hurt them or something.

We were reading out of Shakespeare on our own today and had to write a 3 page essay on what we read. I like reading my type of books and I don't like writing about them. I also like writing my own stories. There's difference.

The rest of my classes went by fast and it was already lunch. I waited for the class to be emptied before I would get out of my seat to go to lunch. Walking out of the class thinking most of the people would be at lunch or in classrooms but I just has to run into someone knocking all of my things out of my hands.

"Oh I am so sorry I wasn't watching where I was going." I said picking my things off the floor not knowing who it was.

"Maybe you should hold your head up more to show off your beautiful face." a familiar voice told me. Not quite knowing who it was I looked up. Andrew. I cheeks started to heat up so I looked back to the floor. He bent down to help me pick up my things.

"Thanks." I said and started to walk away. He was nice if you just look at him you would think he would be those rude people how would push you in the hall way.

"Hey mind if I walk with you to lunch?" He asked jogging to catch up with me. "You walk fast for a little thing you." he smirks and my checks heat up again.

"Ya I guess that's ok."

We walk to the lunch room. everyone's eyes are looking at me. oh my god. I am getting more attention then I have ever gotten. Chris is given me a glare. Nina is given me a disapproving look. What did I do then I forget who is next to me. Crap what do I do. Then he walks of to his friends like nothing happen. Um ok.

"What... why where you with him." Hunter stutters.

" I ran into him when I came out of my class and I dropped my books and he helped me pick them up and he walked with me." I explain leave out that he just pretty much called me beautiful. My cheeks heat up again. I don't get called beautiful. Boys are boys here and just want to get into any girls pants by trying to be cool.

"Well we don't want you around him. Never." Wyatt tells me

"Umm ok?" what did I do he just walked me here he was nice. I don't see why they are giving me a hard time.

After lunch the time went by faster. In my last class Mrs. Williams called me down to her office. When the guy behind me saying "Ohhh teachers pet getting in trouble.." Ya I know I am not in trouble.