Kyle's Pov
"Come on men, hurry! Before they found out it's us!" Jo shouted/whispered.
"Alright, alright and.... it's done." I smiled proudly.
We are at the principal's office and doing a little welcome for the first day of school by getting him wet from a bucket attached to the door.
"Come on. Let's hide under the secretary's desk." he said and went under the desk.
After five minutes of waiting we heard the so wanted scream.
"Hill! Stone!" He shouted but we were out the office before he could prove it was us.
"That's a nice start, bro!" Jo said and gave me a hi-five.
"Sure it is." I laughed.
That's an example how my life passes by every day.
Pranks, getting drunk, parties and mostly girls. I got myself in some serious shit because of all these but went through them just fine.
My name is Kyle Stone. I am a champion in athletics and a guy who is ready for every challenge. I never say no and when I have the chance to prove that I'm good, I grab it.
Some consider me stupid, a side kick or even worse a player. All these, I am not denying it, are true but here is the thing. I always get what I want sooner or later.
Let me introduce you to my best friend. John Hill.
Captain of the volley team, every girl's dream and of course the leader of the school. Him and I actually rule this school. Some call us the bad boys, the leaders.
To be honest, but for John, I wouldn't be the person I am now. He taught me anything I know and when I mean anything. Anything. The player ways, the pranks and more. To be honest if it wasn't for him, I don't think I would have handled my life...
"So did you hear anything about the new transfer?" Jo asked.
No, I haven't but I bet I will. That's what I don't like about high school. Don't get me wrong I like the attention but I hate it when other people talk about others.
"We have a transfer? Well, that's new. " I said as we sat at our usual table in the crowded cafeteria.
The cafeteria of the school is large with white walls and tables placed randomly in the room. Everyone has its table. We have the table on the centre and the rest of them are divided by clubs.
The cheerleaders are sitting next to us from the right. The glee club is two tables across from us. The jogs are next to us from the left and so go on.
"Really? You haven't heard anything about her? You've got to be kidding me!" He laughed.
"Her? So it's a girl. Why? Is she that good?" I asked curious.
"Everyone says she's weird but Dave saw her, they are actually neighbours. He said she is hot but she doesn't talk to anyone. She didn't even say hi. That's a little bit weird, don't you think?" he said as a matter-of-fact.
Dave is the third of our group. Black hair, green eyes. Muscular like us and of course captain of the football team. Dave, though, ditches us all the time, so it's basically me and Jo all the time.
No. I don't think is that weird. Some people don't want to be around others. Maybe that's the case with her. Of course, I won't say that Jo. Here is the thing with my best friend. He doesn't like it when other people are not at the same page as he is...
"Well, I guess we will see it ourselves if those rumours are true." I said as the bell rang. "See you on the last period, bro." I stand up and left.
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