Chapter 9

1.7K 42 14
                                    

Chapter 9

*Brae's POV* (at school)

The car ride was spent with Noah and Elijah fighting over a radio station. Stupid! I know. When we arrived everybody said goodbye and we went our separate ways. "Hey B, where you been? Haven't seen nor heard from you since Tuesday" Emily questioned, ugh should I tell her? Not? Eh I don't know I tell her everything except the bullying of course, she would tell my brothers and then ugh they would know, ugh then Andy, ugh why is it so hard to just say one thing?

"I was sent home.... I was sick... yeah..." I lied, she looked at me funny, "okkayyyy... you still could of phoned or texted me or the twins, we've been worried sick" she complained but her tone of voice told me she wasn't lying about being worried, "Sorry, I slept for most of the day yesterday and my phone was downstairs and I couldn't be arsed moving around" I chuckled, "of course, my lazy best friend" she chuckled, I gave her a hug. "So what happened while I was gone?" I asked, I already knew nothing interesting would of happened, except more rumours about small stupid things, like one of the 'IT' girls being pregnant, which happens a lot.

The 'IT' girls were he 'hottest', 'sluttiest' and most popular of the school, every girl wanted to be them, I didn't obviously. I despise them, they think they are all that, with their perfect hair, perfect life and their failed nose jobs. ICH HASSE DAS BITCHES! (I hate the bitches). Anyway back to reality.

"Eh not much, normal rumours" she muttered something under her breath but I didn't hear it, "YO BITCHES!" We heard the twins shout at the exact same time, ugh that's creepy! "Yo creepy twins" Emily and I mimicked, we all burst out laughing, wow we must look like a bunch of weirdos right now, but who gives a damn, am I right? I'm right.

Once we all calmed down, the twins gave me a hug, and scolded me for not texting or calling over the past 2 days and I had to explain the 'reason' for that all over again.

Then unfortunately that god awful bell rang signalling home room. I have home room with all my brothers and my best-friends, we walked to class, talking about what us weirdos talk about. When we arrived our bitch of a teacher was writing on the black board.

Mrs Jenkins was a rather young teacher, she has blonde hair that's always in a French braid, green eyes, was quite tall, and always wore a pencil skirt and a flowery blouse. She wasn't the worst teacher but she was a bitch.

We walked to the back left hand side, where our normal seats are, we talked about random ass stuff and waited for the bell to ring. My brothers soon arrived, Elijah was with his slut... I mean Bridget .... stick it we all know I mean slut. The rest of my brothers were with there girl friends or hook ups. YUCK! Bridget glared at me until I looked away. I guess she doesn't like me looking at my brothers. Possessive bitch.

20 minutes into the class and the door swung open, we all looked at the door to see not her than; Blair, Carson and Ethan. I guess all 8 of the hottest boys are in this class. Just great!

"Why are you late boys?" Mrs Jenkins snapped, her face was clearly showing that she was pissed, "just didn't want to be here, so thought why not only come for half a lesson" Blair, the main man in their cliche answered, he was fit I would give him a 91/2 if I was to rate him, "just take your seats and better show up to detention this time" she sighed. The boys nodded and walked over to their seats, they sat at the back right hand corner. The lesson went back to normal.

I could feel someone staring at me, so I looked to my right where Blair and his friends were sitting and I was right someone was staring at me, Blair. Carson and Ethan were talking and Blair was staring at me. I raised my eyebrow, and he looked away. Why was he staring at me? There isn't much to look at really, I'm a nobody compared to every other girl in this room. OMG. I completely forgot he hugged me 2 days ago, why me? Of all people, why were they in the area when I was having a break down. They heard what I said! Oh shit!

Secret Racer (on hold) Where stories live. Discover now