Why do those girls act like that? I thought as i looked at all the cheerleader, bitch type girls surrounding Henry. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and was the star football player. Typical movie boy. Ugh, see, the thing about Henry is i used to think we would get married.... Back in freshman year we were together. Best friends, boyfriend and girlfriend, we did everything together. Nothing could make us stop talking to eachother. Until something did. I still remember that night....
"I'll be right back babe!" I said to Henry, kissing his cheek. "Love you." I whispered in his ear. I pulled away to see him smile. "Hurry!" He said. Everything was the way it was supposed to be. Him and I together. I give Skye a hug. She was my best friend, next to Henry. We had known eachother since we were born....literally, her bed was right next to mine in the hospital.
I was walking up the steps to go the bathroom when i fell. I'd had a beer for the first time. I was at an older kids party. But that was Skye for you. She was the most popular girl in our grade. And i was her "sidekick".
I was so lost in my memory that i ran into someone, and fall on my bum. I didn't really think to say excuse me, i just got up and walked past him.
"What? No 'Excuse me, hot stuff?'" I turned to look at him. Wow....he was beautiful.