Falling For My Brothers Best Friend

Blonde Bitch Much?!

The rest of lunch was alright. Not particulary interesting. Just the usual routine, get lunch with Lily, finish any work not finished and walk around for a bit talking with Lily.

I was now sat in health and social next to Lily waiting for my teacher to come and actually teach the lesson. There was a lot of people hanging around on chairs, guys occasionally took turns trying to make everone laugh and to try out their pick up lines on the giggling girls in the front row.

I occasionally checked my phone for texts or missed calls and then everyone went silent when they heard the door latch open. Everyones eyes diverted towards the door expecting the teacher to waltz in 20 minutes late to finally teach us.

But no, in walk miss slag of the centry. Ella, with her two barbie wannabe follwers behinds her with their pink scrunchies in the hair and their noses high in the air. Everyone returns to their normal behaviour and was giving all their attention back to their previous doings. Ella didn't like that one bit.

Thinking that she was all high and mighty, and that she's a pretty big flirt. Bad at it, but does a lot of it. Walking over towards her seat, she tried to 'accidently' bump into a number of the boys on the way over. It got their attention, and she loved every second of it.

She walked past me and noticed I was looking at her with confusion and sat down talking quite loudly.

'Oh my god!! That guy the other day was amzing and I don't just mean in the looks department!!' She squealed loudly.

'What department?' Is all I heard from one of her barbie followers. I laughed at this and Lily did too. I text Lily knowing that I couldn't say out loud without other people hearing.

Sent from me to Lily -- you know what I'm thinking? A little squeal fest of out own?

As soon as she read that text, she looked up and nodded her head. Next thing I knew...

'Oh my god, jessiieeeee! You did not tell me about that guyyy!!' Lily said sticking a piece of gum in her mouth, twirling a bit of her hair and making sure she said that loud enough so Ella would hear. I'm going along from her line and it pretty much went from there.

'OMG!!! I knowwww!! He was so cuteee!'

'But which guy!?!'

'You know the one that's not only good in the bedroom department if you know what I mean!!! Oopps! I got it mixed up like the dumb plastic I am!'

'Oh don't worry jess, I am too! We can all be plastic dumb blondes together!'

'And we can put fake pink crap in out hair!'

'And paint our nails prostitute pink colour!'

'But what about our slutty short dresses where you can see half of our bums!'

'They HAVE to look like we're total whores that just walked out a brothel!'

'Yay!' Was the last thing I said twirling a piece of my hair before I knew that it was pissing Ella off big time. I looked over at her glarinf at me. Trust me if looks could kill, let's just say that I wouldn't exactly be breathing right now. She stood up and stormed over to us looking a tad annoyed. Oh well.