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"Did you see the way he was staring at you Stephanie?" Hady and Paige say in union. "Guys whats your problem? He's a principal." I mumble under my breathe, how can they think that?

Mr. Styles wanting me? An antisocial bookworm? That's the joke of the century.

My eyes focus on the mystery meat that they dare to pass off as lunch. It looks like a combination of road kill and maggots compacted together in one.

"He wanted you." Hady's typical saying. She always tends to say it to only me due to the fact that everyone in our little circle already has a boyfriend except for me.

It's natural for me to scare off any boy who approaches me and the girls tend to get their jolly's off of teasing me because of it, I guess you get use to it after a while.

"Who wanted Steph?" I see Danielle and Favor appear with their own mystery meat. "No one." I say quickly before Hady worsens my situation. My eyes fall on Danielle's hair. "Really Danielle blonde this year?" I quickly change the subject. "Yup i did actually." I shake my head. "And you wonder why your hair is so damaged." Favor says ready to start an argument with her. "Blake! Come here!" I hear Paige scream I'm sure she does not wanting them to clash heads.

Blake Decker your average football player who's painfully popular who ended up for some odd apparent reason liking one of my bestest friends. He does his signature hair flip with his burnt brown hair while making his way to our table riddled with loners and same sex oriented feminist. "Hey babe." He squeezes his way in between me and Paige, completely ignoring that I'm there.

Butthole. "Blake move!!" I try my best to shove him closer to Paige but it seems almost useless. "Sorry Steph." He laughs embracing me but it fight my out of his strong hold I don't understand why Blake is so nice to me. Nor do i understand why doesn't he just take Paige with him to the Preps "Hey Stephanie." I hear voice if one boy who is unmistakable.

Charlie Perrin

He's basically Blake's right hand man like Blake he's a Football player, All advanced classes, only one thing that truly aggravates me about him, he has been persisting me to date him for the past two years. He's nothing but a pain in my ass.

"Hey....Charlie.." i say with awkward tension between us. Like Blake he makes room for himself in between me and Hady l"Hey baby how have you been?"

Baby?

"Charlie...how many times do i have to tell you I'm not your 'baby'?" I drag out the word baby. Why does he have to bother me everyday with the same sleazy line he tries to catch my attention with. When will he realise that i am not just some quick girl that he can just bed whenever.

"So..Stephanie what's your next period?" "Creative writing with Mr. Williamson." I respond. "Really me too, let me walk you to class." I look into Charlie's clear brown eyes. "I'll be fine i promise you." I say with annoyance. "Come on Steph please?" He gives me the cliche sad dog eyes that WOULD have worked if i actually did like him. But i lost in words i do not want to hurt his feelings but i don't want him to get his hopes up. "She said she'll be fine Perrin. Leave her alone." I hear one of my other closest friends Dwight's voice. I jump almost immediately when i hear him. "Dwight!" I welcome him with a hug. He has been one if my best friends since i was little and was made fun of in middle school. He's almost like on of my guardian angels you can say. He's tall, i mean much taller than me. I stand at 5'2 and he stands at 6'1 so he's a skyscraper to me. His hair has changed over the summer he now has an afro than a shaven head. Honestly i like it much better like this.

"Fuck you Dwight." Charlie yells at him causing Dwight to laugh at his anger. "Anyway Coach Philips wanted you to check on your uniform for Varsity." With that he runs to the Boys Locker room. "Oh thank you so much for getting him off my case." I engulf him into another hug. "No problem. He's been nonstop talking about how he and i quote will conquer you like a hunter conquers any wild beast." I have my mouth open in awe. How dare he say such blasphemy about me?

"Pig." I say in pure disgust.
I sit back down trying my best ignore Paige and Blake who where currently sucking their faces off. It didn't bother me that they were so affectionate towards each other, i found it sweet actually what DID bother me was that they have the need to do it so close to me. "Whats up Bitches!!!!" I look over to fund a big ball of straightened blonde hair near my face.

Ian was my fabulous gay friend who greatest flaw was being too perfect. He puts so much time in to his looks that he up stages all of us in a heartbeat. He was one of those amazing gay men who can do make up better than woman can. Which i have to admit is pretty envious. He has this whole movement going on that we're all in that thinks that any gender should be able to wear and use makeup. "Ian!!! Where the fuck have you been fag!" Hady  screams while swallowing him in a hug. Her and Ian are like me and Dwight practically.

"Ugk you know around...Looking for Gage to suck my dick." I choke on my spit. Other great flaw of his was being brutally honest with everyone. "Holy shit on a alter!!! Stephanie my side hoe! You look good boo!! How you been!?" I cant help the smile that sneaked its way on my lips. "You're looking better." He plops himself on top of the table. "Guess what a little birdy told me? I heard a special someone has the hots for you!" I sigh. Charlie... "we all know who it is already." His face falls almost immediately. My eyes find his pure baby blue eyes. It dare to say they're watering or maybe that's the glitter he packs on his face every morning perfectly. "Well damn forgive me miss thing." He sashays away from our table.

At exactly 12:35 we all hear the dreading bell for passing period. Pushing in my chair ,I scan the the front of the lunch hall. After i see every administrator that I've known of the past two years i find myself meet with a pair of deep emerald green eyes that sends chills to my spine...
And that unforgettable smirk that plays on his lips....

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