Friends, Best Friends, Boyfriends, Girlfriends And Ofcourse, Enemies.

Chapter XV

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Chapter XV: Player Meets The Un-playable.

Ellie's POV:

Someone found out. But they couldn't. No one can! Who did? This was giving me a headache. I spent the whole night listing out possibilities with Cecelia to see who found out about her secret but no one seemed to match. She told me that she didn't tell anyone, and I believe so did he. But look on the bright side, at least she was normal now right? Who am I kidding this was even worse. Cecelia and him going out was the thing that kept her away from boys, because now she knew how much trouble boys can get. Not like they had a dramatic end or something, they just really hate each other now, and thought that they needed a break. Poor Cecelia, she will go to jail when she found out who that person was, she will literally break their neck. There was nothing good about this year! Except for the fact that we were JUNIORS now! Not seniors yet, YET!  

God I don't want to go to school! I didn't get any sleep last night! Not to mention I looked like a dead zombie.  

I slowly lift myself from my bed, and walked to my bathroom. Do you know that when you were 6, your Mom or Dad will teach you this trick to sleep while you're brushing your teeth? You know, with your eyes closed, your hand slowly brushing your teeth while your sitting on the toilet? Totally. Useful. I took a shower and dragged myself back to my bedroom. What to wear?  

I put on a hot pink Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirt, and a pair of skinny jeans. I opened the box of my brand new hot pink Converse and put them on. I walked downstairs not even bothered to comb my hair.  

"Wow sis! Your hair looks like a stampede of mad cows just ran over it." Carol laughed. Carol sure did dress up today because she was wearing a black tank top, denim skirt and a black cardigan with a pair of denim Converse. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and I could see her nails were painted black.  

"Thanks. I needed that." I laughed. "So, who's the guy?"  

"What guy?" she chuckled nervously. 

"The outfit looks great but it wasn't your style Carol."  

"Can't a girl change her style?" she rolled her eyes. 

"No?" 

"No guy at all." 

"Uh huh. No guy at all." I smirked sarcastically. 

"Fine! His name is William and he is 1 year older than me." she sighed. 1 year older? Don't cross the line Carol. But I had to admit I had never saw Carol liked a guy so much she changed her style for him. This guy better be worth it. 

"Do you have a picture of him?" I asked. She nodded and opened her phone so she me the picture. He did look older than her, with long brown hair and hazel eyes. He was quite tan, and tall too. He looked nice, well educated and not cocky at all. He seemed good, but Carol was only 13, well, a sister gotta do what a sister gotta do. 

"Take it slow." I looked at her. 

"Of course! Trust me sis I won't loose my virginity until I'm 17."  

"Marriage." I coughed.  

"17." 

"Marriage." 

"17!" 

"MARRIAGE!"  

"17!!"  

It stopped when Mom came in.