I dedicate this chapter to Kathleen_1D, bms.
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Chapter 6
"He drove you home?! On a motorcycle?!"
"Sshh!! And yes." I replied, looking around as if i'm in a life or death situation.
Thank God no one had turned their heads toward us. High school kids spread rumors around easily. I turned my head back to my locker and start stuffing books in my bag.
"Wait. Let me think this over. He owns a motorcycle?"
"Yes."
"A real motorcycle?"
"Yes."
"He drove you home?"
"Yes."
"On that motorcycle."
"Yes Stella, stop the questioning. It's annoying."
"That's awesome! I've always wanted to ride on a motorcycle. Maybe I should add that to my to-do-list!"
"Sooo...how's life?" I asked, purposely changing the subject.
She pointed to herself. "Who me?"
I rolled my eyes. "Yes you."
"You're finally letting me talk. Oh my God! Well, there's this new boy. They introduced him yesterday in my last period, English. And he's hot, cute and sexy."
"You said that about every single guys in this school."
"No...yes, but he's new and different. He's like a God." Her eyes were shining lightly as she playing with the split ends of her hair. Wow, she likes him already. Love at first sight? Does that thing really exist? "And his name is Mickey."
I grinned. "What is he like?"
"He's eighteen and a half. He's got curly hair that I would love to run my fingers through, green eyes like the color of the emerald gem stone and the cutest dimples."
"He's eighteen? Isn't he suppose to be a Senior?"
"Beats me." She shrugged and walked off as soon as the bell rang.
As I was walking around the corner of the hallways, someone pulled on my pony tail and forcefully spun me around.
Geez, what's with people spinning me around.
There stood three girls of the 'Eight Mountain High' cheerleading squad with their arms crossed.
Lindsay, Lulu and savannah. These three together?
Great. Trouble in paradise.
"Well, Well girls. Look at who we bumped in to. Lame-o, worthless donkey." Lindsay hissed in disgust.
Donkey..? Is she fucking serious?
"Hey barbies. Sup?"
"Aw, it called us barbies. I feel blessed." She said, wiping fake tears before straightening her shirt. "Listen here slutty face. Are you Carter's girlfriend? I mean like oh my God, why would he choose someone like you."
"Me..?" I sneered, pointing to myself as I exaggerate a little bit by looking behind me as if she was talking to someone else. Bitch, please. "Aww, I'm sorry for your recently break-up. Don't worry, he's single."
"Excuse me?!" She scoffed as she put her hands on her hips.
"Oh, you heard me. Don't waste my time barbies. Ps Lindsay, the evil wicked witch texted me. She wants her nose back." I beamed and turned around, walking away from them.
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