I was half way through breakfast when my best friend Louis came by. I almost choked while rushing to get my stuff together. He honked again, making my mom yell at me to get out. Louis usually drove me to school in the winter. I usually walked which called for me to wake up earlier but I took my time today.
"What's up, Lou?" I greet.
"Your late," he glares, failing miserably to be mad. He can never be mad at me as I to him.
"I know!" I groan
The drive is short and we fill that time talking about the test that Mrs. Johnson, A.K.A. The Hawk, our Social Studies teacher. She looks and sounds like a hawk. And she's kind of sneaky. That teacher who knows when something is about to go down or makes stuff happen. She scares everybody with her piercing grey eyes and her sharp squawking voice.
"Well here is your palace, m'lady," Louis says, referencing my hidden smarty pants.
I playfully punch him and walk into school. I smile at everyone and talk to everyone and go around. I'm not in particular cliques because I just don't fit in to that stuff. I really don't know why but everyone seems okay with me around even if I wasn't in the "official" members list or whatever. I'm not one to go around, not hating people but just not this one girl... Speak of a witch.
"Hey Lesley," Kelly says with a fake smile plastered on her face. She could be considered queen bee if she was less obnoxious and didn't wear too much makeup.
"Hey."
"You know Louis?" She asks.
Of course. Who doesn't?
"Yeah."
"Great. Can you ask him if he can come to my party?" She also puts in, "You can come too of course!"
She wants Lou, the only guy I'm pretty sure she hasn't slept with. Who wouldn't though. He would be perfect for anyone, anyone but her. Caring. Good looking. Nice. Funny. Respectful(most times) and trustworthy. Very good characteristics. He just never noticed that about himself. And I know what she's thinking. I can't be anywhere without him. That's the whole reason she invited me, besides I can bring lou. But she is wrong.
"Yeah , I'll ask him," and with that a give her a genuine smile and walk off to my locker a few feet down. I turn back too her too see that her and her "best friends" were kinda shock. I guess I didn't give them that satisfaction of annoyance they wanted. I quickly gather some books before the bell rings for first hour.
"Hey," a deep British accent growls.
I turn toward to him. It's Liam. "The Jock." I knew him better than that through. He's a sweety.
"Sup bro?"
"When will you learn your not a guy?" He jokes.
"Whatever! I am a lady and you know it!" I slam my locker, pretending to be offended. I am a girl who likes to hang out with the guys. And girls but the guys are fun. Adventurous and makes me want to have an experience. And they took me in. Like I'm a little sister but more.
"Okay, okay," and he raises his hands in surrender.
"Anyways, I'm throwing this party and I wanted to know if you would -,"
I look at him sternly, " you know how I feel about going to parties."
I can just imagine throw up everywhere and guys trying to touch me or others. The smell of alcohol is enough to make me have a hangover, throwing up and feeling sick. Its like I can almost smell it. I shake the thought away and direct my attention back to Liam.
"But the boys will protect you! " he defends.
"It's not just that," I respond softly, looking at the ground.
He gently puts his fingers under my chin, attempting to make me look at him.
"Look, it's just for the boys. I'll be there to keep them and shape and watch you. If you come."
He doesn't drink and I know he would want me there to support the football team because Louis, Niall and him are on the team.
"Fine," I groan in defeat. He got me.
He hugs me right after my reply. I can smell his Cologne and feel his muscles through his thin blue T-shirt. Then he let go, pecking my cheek in the process. He throws his hands behind his neck and looks away in embarrassment. His cheeks flush. Adorable,
"Uh, I-I'm sorry 'bout that," he stutters.
"It's o-," the bell cuts me off, "Kay." We both stalk off to opposite directions.
I hurriedly walk through the halls to get to my first class, math. I like math but I don't get everything right.
I sit down in the near back of the class. The front and middle rows were taken.
Waiting for a friend, I notice a new face come through the door.
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