I head to the cafeteria, grab some food and make way towards a table between students that are in clustered groupings. I spot Tilly and make a beeline. We walk off to a stranded table away from the crowd.
"So anyway goss??" I say
"Well we were staying at this fancy hotel and they had butlers and what not!!" Tilly says, as she catches her breath. "So they had a pool, and obviously they had a pool boy and god he was gorgeous!! He had Abs and this great tan and god I just died!"
"Woah, Woah, hold on missy! Seriously you just fall head of heels for some boy you don't even know!!" I sigh.
"What? You can't tell me you haven't fancied anyone before or even taken a 2nd look!" Accused Tilly.
"Hello, may I please sit with you?" Asked a boy.
"Yea sure make yourself comfy!" I say as I start to look up.
The boy had black spiky hair complemented with a tan that bathed his skin nicely. His eyes pierced the air as the answer hanged. His face was red as if running was all he had been doing, but his lips lay perfect on his face. He wore denim jeans and a blue hoodie that covered his white T-shirt. He shrugged his bag off and took a seat. He was hot!
"Hey" The boy said, looking a little pained.
"Sup!" Tilly chimmed in, smiling at me with knowing eyes.
"So hi I'm Kayla, this is Tilly. We never see you around have you just moved?" I question.
"What you giving me the 3rd degree Kayla?" He laughs. "Nah I just moved here with my folks. My name's Oliver but my friends call me Ollie!" He says winking at me. Then he completely devours the food that sat in front of him.
"Did you seriously just completely demolish the cooks chicken wings?" Tilly says in a disgusted voice.
"Yea so?"As Ollie gives her the eyebrow.
"You know we have the worst cook ever! Last week I found 7 hairs in my sandwich, and that chicken doesn't taste right god knows what she does with that!" Tilly piped in.
Ollie looked like he was about to reply but the bell saved him and we parted our ways.
"Seriously Kayla, you were drooling! Are you falling head over heels in love without even knowing the guy??" Tilly says giving me the eye.
I give her a sarcastic smile as I check myself for drool as we enter our next class.
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Final Chance
Teen Fiction"Hello, may I please sit with you?" Asked a boy. "Yea sure make yourself comfy!" I say as I start to look up. The boy had black spiky hair complemented with a tan that bathed his skin nicely. His eyes pierced the air as the answer hanged. His face w...
