Bryttaine's POV
Walking into the lunchroom was horrible. Seeing Ashley sitting there beside Jarod in her blue heels, pink mini skirt, and blue shirt with pink writing, and matching make up and hair extentions made my stomach churn. She looked like a cotton candy slut. She was one if you want to get real technical. She's probably slept with the whole football team. Jarod plays soccer so she hasn't slept with him yet.
We have our school dance tonight too and that is right after the last soccer game. Ashley I know is gonna be there and I would too if I didn't have to go to my sister's wedding. She's twenty-one and thinks she's found love. Her name is Clary and her fiance's name is Jace. He's nice and has a nice body, but I don't think twenty-one is when you should be getting married. She's only doing it because she is pregnant. My brother, Simon, hates her so he isn't going to the wedding. So, unless my parents force him to come he'll be home playing viedo games. That's probably all he's good at.
Jace's sister, Isabelle, is pretty cool, but she can't make it. She's gonna be in Idris looking for her friend Alec. He ran off with his boyfriend when he found out Jace was getting married. They've always been friends, but everyone has known for years that Alec is in love with Jace. Jace has laughed it off all this time, but when Alec got a boyfriend named Maghus, Maghus Bane, Jace has ignored Alec. I guess he's just weirded out by Alec.
"Hey. My bitch." Nicole laughed. "What the hell is up?"
"Thinking about Clary's wedding is all." I answered.
"Who's going" She asked.
"You I guess," I said. "I have no other friends."
"I know right,"She laughed. "How you feeling?"
"Me?"
"Yeah," She said. "About Jarod. I heard he's been asking guys around school about you."
"Liar," I said taking her orange juice.
"Nope. Damian told me," She said. Damian is her five month boyfriend. He's cool except the fact that he's Jaord's brother!
"I still can't believe you're going out with Damian Shaw," I said staring into space.
"I know," She smiled. "Aren't we perfect?"
I didn't bother answering. Just finished her orange juice and smiled.
"You got a Shaw before me," I said. "You lil' bitch."
"That's why you love me," Shelaughed.
"That I do," I said getting up to throw my trash away from lunch.
"Shit!" I gasped as I bumped into him. I bumped into Jarod Shaw.
"I am so sorry," I said trying not to cry. I had spaghetti sauce all over me.
"Hey," He smiled. "It's okay." He grabbed my hand and led me out of the lunchroom. "I have an extra shirt in my locker you can wear."
He led me towards his locker, "Thanks." I smiled. "Why are you being so nice to me?"
We got to his locker and he handed me his shirt, "Put this on and I'll go back to the lunchroom."
"But..." I stammered.
He walked away into the lunchroom and I went to my locker. I grabbed my gym bag and got my sports bra so I didn't have to wear a sticky one. I walked across the hall to the girls' locker room and went to change shirts when a note fell out of his shirt. I opened it up and it was my sex test... with my name on it with.... hearts?
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You Belong With Me
Teen FictionHe's smart, perfect and weird, but in a good way, anything a girl would want. He doesn't like wild or crazy girls like me. He likes laid back, but "I like to party" girls and "I'm quiet, but I'm wild" girls. I, on the other hand, am wild anyway and...