CHAPTER FOUR: LIST OF DISSAPOINTMENTS
Mr Hollister:
I'm watching AJ walk away...checking out her ass in the progress.
I gotta hand it to you, the girl's got balls.
I've yet to have an encounter with any chick at Laguna Coast brave enough
To stand up to Britt.
Let alone have the last word.
I'm amazed by AJ's feisty yet formidable attitude...still, the little emo babe's
A total bitch.
I was walking down the hall this morning when I notice how silly
she looks, struggling to fit something in her locker.
It's absolute agony giving people of such height top lockers so I come up to AJ
To lend a hand, and capture a falling book headed straight towards her dainty foot.
Now that I think of it, she never even thanked me.
The girl obviously has no home training.
I grab hold of Britt's ass when I snap back to reality, realizing she's calling me a jerk for
Commenting on AJ's clothing.
Why did I even defend Ms Hot Topic?
From our first meeting, it's quite obvious she has something strongly against me.
"Kyle! Are you even like listening?" Britt whines, digging her acrylics deep within
My skin.
Chicks are too damn dramatic.
Especially Brittney.
I pull Britt close and kiss her soft, pink, cotton candy flavored lips.
Anything to shut her annoying ass up.
"Ofcourse I'm listening babe." I reply as I watch Karla and Kayla glare daggers
At Britt.
Those two identical idiots annoy the fuck outta me but I tolerate them since they roll
With my crowd.
Britt rolls her fierce green eyes. "You can't talk to AJ. Like seriously."
I grab her hand as we begin making our way down the hall, towards the exit.
"What's wrong with AJ?" I question.
I'm getting even more irritated.
Britt's a total pain in my ass today.
"Hello, everything!" Britt sighs. "Starting from her creepy goth makeup to her retarded
Hot Topic outfits. I mean seriously, ew. She totally grosses me out. I also see I need to teach the little emo bitch her place."
Being a newbie to the school, I'm totally clueless to Laguna Coast's drama.
"What'd she ever do to you Britt?" I watch Brittney's face turn sour as I hold the door open For her and we step on out.
"Can you like drop it?" Britt flips her golden curls. "I don't have time to chit-chat about people who don't matter. Seriously Kyle."
And with that she storms off to our crowd's morning hangout, her Dior perfume
Smacking me hard in the face.
I can't stand Britt 99 percent of the time but she was the first out of many females
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When Ms Hot Topic Fell For Mr Hollister
Teen FictionForced To Become A Cheerleader, The Gorgeous New Quaterback Sets His Eyes On AJ... And The Two Learn They're Connected In The Most Twisted Way Imaginable.