"Lottie!"
Megan has a thing for jumping up on me squealing as loud as you can get. I am not in the best of moods dew to my recurring nightmare, Also it's Monday morning.
I love Megan we do everything together but my ear drums have never been quite right since we met at nursery. I would love to be able to say we are exactly alike but I would be lying. Megan and I could not be any more different. Doesn't stop me loving her though!
"How was your weekend?"
I decided to not tell her about my nightmare a long time ago because I don't need another excuse to be called lame.
"It was great, mum and dad went out Saturday night so I stayed in bed all day!"
"Well I'm glad you had a nice time I had to watch the Hunger Games for the like 1000th time with Chelsea. ahhh we know what happens to Peeta, no need to re-live it!"
Megan's little sister,Chelsea, is absolutely obsessed with the Hunger Games and refuses to remember they don't eat the berries the end of the film.
"Did you hear?"
"What?"
"Theres gonna be a new guy!"
"Great!" I say sarcastically. I have enough on my plate without adding a guy to the mixture. Megan is more the player type. I swear there is not a guy in this year or the next that she has not been out with.
"Come on I want to go take a peak!"
I let her drag me along because I have nothing Better to do and I don't really want to upset by telling her I don't care.
Megan will probably find the guy outrageously handsome and go out with him. Then she will get bored and move on ,leaving him to grovel for her affection like every other guy that she ever dated. Megan has a pure beauty inside of her as well as on the outside. The perfect shape, Heart and stunningly attractive features.Poor guy. Although, maybe this time will be different, maybe she will find true love in the next man she claims to love.
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Wow, just wow. That guy is hot!
He stands there with his eyes that shimmer in the morning mist. I didn't know you could get eyes that blue! anđ his body, with his toned muscles and elegant pose. No surprise Megan is already over there hanging off his every word. Oddly, he is not looking at my Goddess looking friend but his exception eyes are resting on me...
Ring Ring Ring!
Great maths here I come. As I wander I come up with suggestions as to why he was looking at me. Do I have food on my face? No.Food on my clothes? No. I've never been called pretty in my life. Apart from my parent and my beloved best friend.
As I ponder why, I barely notice a football come flying towards me.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Great. So attractive, landing on your bum in front of the hot new guy. Whatever he thought before he's not thinking now, or it got worse.
"Lottie! You are such a klutz. Could you please stand up before we are late for maths?"
Typical Megan. Up I get clutching whats left of my pathetic dignity and stumbled the last few steps to class, just as the second bell rings.
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Maths dragged.But at least I got 1 whole hour to gawk at the perfection sat across the room.
During the daze that was maths I found out his name is Will Smith. Such a plain name for an exquisite creature.
"Charlotte Whitstake, could you please tell me the answer to the question I just asked?"
I turn a rosy pink colour as I have no clue as to what the answer is. After a quick peak at the board I deduct a small wimple of an answer that might not make me look like a fool.
"83 squared?"
"I'm sorry Miss Whitstake that is incorrect. Could you please refrain your self from indulging in the features of Mr Smith and concentrate?"
At this everyone erupts in fits of laughter and I feel my whole face go pink this time. Will does not laugh, instead he looks at me with genuine sympathy. That was not what I expected.
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"Lottie! Lottie!Lottie!"
Someone hollers my name down the halls.I cringe hating the spotlight aimed at me.
Slowly pivoting to address the owner of the shriek I come face to face with the most gorgeous boy I've ever seen, Will.
"Lottie... Hi"
Wandering what this was all about I respond rather than my choice option of walking away,
"Hello"
"I have a question."
"Go ahead."
"So I am having a party at my house this weekend..."
OMG. Is he going task me out!
"And You're going to come with me as my date."
And he ruined it. That was not a question. Not my type thought to myself as he practically told me to come.
"That wasn't a question."
"I figured you wouldn't refuse me after the reaction in maths."
Great.
"Sorry I'm busy this weekend"I plainly state. I'm not but I'm not going anywhere with him.
"Ah come on you have got to come"
Was he whining? He must be mad. There are plenty prettier girls in this school. Theres nothing special or unique about me.
"You will change your mind" With that he glared at me and purposely strode off.

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You and Me
FantasyCharlotte Whitstake is under pressure to get her A* hopes but when her parents are killed on a cruise unexpectedly and a stunning boy arrives and is unabashedly attracted to her. She assumes there must be a link because Will is no ordinary boy and n...