Beautiful On Your Own

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Gorgeous....

That's all I could think of as I watched Tom run laps around the track.

We were in PE and his class had it at the same time. They were running laps of the track field and we were playing lacrosse.

He was absolutely perfect. His blonde hair few back in the wind, like the was a models would. He didn't even look puffed, I mean he was sweating...but in a hot way!

Wow I sound so creepy!

Oh well, I don't care! I just wanna stare at him all da-

OWWWCHH!!!!!!

Pain is all that I felt on the left side of my head. The ball hit me in the head. I turn around and see my whole PE class staring at me...

"Are you alright dear?" Mrs Bolland, our teacher/coach, asked.

"Yeah I think so." I reply.

Everyone continued the game but I just spun around to check that no one else saw that.

Oh good! No one was looking!

My eyes fell back on Tom again.

"Gorgeous, isn't he?" A voice said behind me.

I turn around and see a girl in my PE class looking in the direction of Tom. She had black cropped, shoulder length hair and brown eyes that were brought out by her freshly applied mascara.

"Yeah he is." I say back.

"Mmm to bad he's taken." She says.

"Really by who?" I ask.

"Me! So back off!" Her face turned from sweet to sour in minus two seconds. Who does this chick think she is?

"Whatever." I say I'm not getting in a fight with this bitch. Not now at least.

"You think just because your suddenly BFF's with his sister that you have a better chance? Pfft no way. I have been trying to get on that bitches good side for ages and it's no good." She spat.

Oh no she didn't! She did not just call Alicia a bitch!!!! That's it!! I have very little tolerance for twats like that!!!

It took everything in me to to slap that bitch I to oblivion! I was raised better then that!

I was raised not to get caught! ;)

I just ran away from her to the middle of the field and got the ball off Jess. Then I passed it to Kate and she took it all the way up the field (I knew she would) and passed it to me.

I picked up the ball and through it towards the goals but I hit the bitch who's name I didn't even know straight in the nose! Probably wrecking the nose job she had done recently.

She screamed like a little girl. I had to actually hold my breath not to laugh! I looked at the rest of the team and they seemed to be enjoying the sight as much as me. Only two girls, one with copper hair and one with dirty blonde hair, seemed to be concerned about her. Probably her minions. Even Tom just looked away from the other side of the track. I think he might have even smiled!

When Mrs Bolland took the girl, who's name I learn to be Pansy, to the first aid room near the office, the rest of the class went to the change rooms.

"THAT WAS BLOODY BRILLIANT!" Jess yelled!

I laughed. I told them what she said about Alicia, leaving out, of course, the part about Tom.

"Yeah! Thanks Frankie!" Alicia said hugging me.

"We'll you should thank Kate too. She helped." I say.

"That tramp has it coming for a long time! She's always giving Cam a hard time and that's my job!" She said. I just laughed again.

We got changed and waited for Jess to reapply her make-up. Today she was wearing a red 'I get sleazy for Ron Weasley' shirt with a picture of a ginger in the corner and black tights with a black leather jacket and black ankle boots with bells on them. Today she had the ends of her hair dyed red and deep red eye shadow and lip stick. The one thing you could say about Jess is that she's....different. I also noticed, while we were getting changed that she had a tattoo saying, 'And in this moment I swear we are infinite' on the small of her back and 'Stanley' tattooed on her ankle. Cool...

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After lunch we had history with Mr Stool. He was the crankiest old man to ever walk the planet, with his bald head and beer gut stomach. Eww!!

Pansy walked in the class and sat down next to her minions, Ashley and Courtney. I had to go up and get something from the front of the room, but when i was walking back to my seat i saw something strange. Pansy Stool. Mr Stool. Huh that makes sense. I'd be cranky as shit too if that was my daughter.

After an only to boring class of history, I had are with Jess, Grace and Cam. When I got to the classroom they were sitting at a table with two other girls. They were sitting next to Jess. One has a dark purple pixie cut and was very tall and the other had curly brown hair and was very...busty.

I say down imbetween Cam and Jess then our teacher walked in. She was about mid twenties and was wearing an orange pencil skirt and matching lipstick with a white blouse with like six inch silver heels. Her long blonde hair was styled to perfection. She was very beautiful.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. I lost my keys last class." She spoke. I didn't have art yesterday so I was going to have to introduce myself to her.

"Um excuse me Miss, I'm new. I'm Francesca Bloom." I say politely.

"Ah yes, Mrs Moore informed me of you." She said with a smile. "We'll I am Miss Cuttar and welcome to year ten art." She says.

I smile and walk back to my seat. This was going to be an interesting lesson.