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Chapter 2

Chapter 2

BANNER: PICTURE OF GRAHAM FISHER

"Can we please go to Chipotle now?" Kota asked me with a puppy face.

"Kota! We just got out of the gym, don't expect me to eat that many calories..." I rolled my eyes.

"But when that guy Graham was talking on the phone I heard he said something about Chipotle..." She insisted. I couldn't believe it, did Kota really eavesdrop that much?

"Eavesdropping is sin, I'm sure," I answered with a little laugh. "And we don't even know to which Chipotle he's going, in the case he is indeed going."

"Cister Street, I'm sure," Kota replied with a smirk.

"You're unbelievable..." I muttered pulling my car onto the highway, Cister Street here we go.

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"Yeah, without any bread, meat... you know, no calories please."

The girl from the restaurant looked at me weirdly as I asked for a salad, I mean, who comes to Chipotle to eat salad without toppings...? It's ridiculous.

When I finally got my salad it was just a bunch of green leaves and a bit of corn.

We finally sat at the table and Kota started eating her meal at the same time peeking through the window to see if Graham had arrived, but instead... Carter crossed the door. Oh my, I've had a crush on Carter since probably 6th grade or so...

Carter looked backwards and gestured at someone to come out from the car, and there he was, Graham Fisher. Kota looked at me for a second and then exclaimed, "Can you freakin' believe it? Carter and Graham," She shook her head in disbelief "Do hot guys unite or what?"

Graham was wearing one of those black leather jackets and black skinny jeans, he sort of looked like a bad boy.

Carter and Graham entered the restaurant, I couldn't get my eyes off Carter, even though we were actually here for Graham. As soon as they got their food Kota waved at Carter, (they both are in the Students Council so they know each other really well), they both made their way to our table, I was shaking by the moment.

Carter and I don't really have any kind of friendship, sometimes we happened to be in the same place at the same time, and we had some friends in common, plus he was on my english class, but nothing like a stable friendship.

"Can we sit here?" Carter asked, "Oh, this is Graham, he's new."

Kota and I rose. "This is Dakota, you can call her Kota, she's my Students Council mate." Kota and Graham shook hands, he smirked and winked an eye playfully, I bet Kota was dying on the inside.

"And this is umm...-"

"-Laura," I pressed my lips, he didn't remember my name. He didn't remember my name. Damn.

"Sure, this is Laura, she's...-"

"In your english class," I added.

"Oh right, there you are," Carter muttered embarassed.

"Nice to meet you, Laura." Graham shook my hand.

"You can call me Laus," I told him when we finally sat down.

"Sure thing," He whispered, he was now sitting in front of me, Kota by my side and Carter in front of Kota.

Since Graham was in front of me I could distinguish his light brown hair and dark green eyes, he had a few freckles adorning his cheeks and a small scar across his forehead, his jawline was as sharp as a murderer's blade. He was the stereothypical bad boy, actually...
Then I looked at Carter, he had black hair and chocolate eyes, I really can't understand what everyone sees in him, but I'm not complaining because I also think he's hot. Less hot than Graham obviously.