3. It's raining boys

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Lunch
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           I was sitting under a tree, that was slightly off campus, while reading my book and munching on a sandwich. When reading I am teleported into the story. Everything and everyone is blocked out. Although I go into this state, it's a wonder I didn't hear them coming. Here I was sitting reading my book, not bothering anyone, when this boy falls onto my lap, then another, another, and another.
          
I squirmed under the crushing weight of 4 boys."Hey I like your shirt." Laughs the boy at the bottom of the pile. He had bright blue eyes and blonde hair that was styled in a quiff, as well as a silver ring in his lip.
         
I look down at my shirt and see that this morning I put on my nirvana tank top. "Um....thanks. I guess." The boys start getting off. The bell rang and the blonde kid held out his hand. I gladly take it, he must not know his own strength as he practically throws me. I stumble a bit trying to catch my footing.

"Sorry." He says with a blush starting to form. I chuckle a little. The other three stood behind the blonde kid, laughing hysterically. I finally was able to get a good look at the rest of them. One had hazel eyes and light brown curls tucked back with a bandana.

The next had bright green hair styled to look messy, and a bar in his right eyebrow which brought out the green of his eyes. The next had black hair with a blonde streak in the front. He had brown eyes and a smirk permanently plastered on his face. I also notice that they all have band tee shirts. Noticeably, the curly one had the same shirt as me.
        
The next bell rings meaning that school was about to start again. "Damn it!" I say and start to walk away. I hear hurried footsteps and one call after me. "Hey wait up!" I look back and roll my eyes.
        
"Why are you guys following me? It's a little weird." I say not looking back.
        
"I want to know your name." One says. "My name is Ashton," I turn around and see it's curly talking. "This is Calum, Michael, and Luke." Pointing at the smirky one, leprechaun, and awkward blonde. "What about you?" Michael asked.
        
"Jo." With that I walked into the school and went to class.
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After class
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          I grabbed my bag and walked out. Finally out of hell! I took to the path to my house. My headphones blasting in my ears. Out of nowhere about halfway through my walk I felt someone tap my shoulder. I whip around and grab someone's arm. I twist it up and push it between their shoulder blades. Only then did I realise who it was.
          
"Green hair what the hell!?" I yelled. Why would he be following me home. What is it about those boys that think it's okay to follow someone.
         
"You know I have a name right?"
         
"Yeah but green hair better. It's very unique to you. No one would confuse themselves with you."
         
"Okay if I'm green hair then you're Miss All American." I scoff and roll my eyes. "You mind if I walk home with you?" He begs.
        
"Do I have a choice?" It comes out more of a statement than an actual question.
        
"That's the spirit." He laughs. I pull my headphones out of my ears and pause my music. We walk in silence for about 5 minutes, until Michael broke the silence. "What were you listening to?"
         
"Um..you'll think I'm weird but All time low, the reckless and the brave."
       
"No kidding I love them!" Nice I thought. Maybe I'll like this kid. And with that we talked the rest of the way home.

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Its Michaels birthday!! AGH he's 21, my baby. I hope you all are enjoying this book. Sorry this book sucks. I hurried and tried to update today.
Xoxo, Your sexy Mofo, Kaija

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