The Deal

Chapter One: I think it should be a game like, Sleep or Leave

Chapter One: I think it should be a game like, Sleep or Leave

Abbie
I parked my little black chevy car in the parking lot and headed into the school.

"Abbie!"Bella screamed running to me.

She smiled and I could not believe it, someone smiling on a Monday. Somthing was up.

"Why are you so happy?"I growled glaring at her.

"Because!"she exclaimed smiling even more.

"No, please don't, I can not stand happy people on Mondays,"I explained pushing past her.

The hallway was filled so I had to push through everyone with my shoulder.

Soon I was face to face with someone's icy blue eyes.

"Hey,"he smirked looking down at my 5'11 frame.

"Yeah hi,"I mumbled pushing past him.

Bella caught up with me and shouted, "how could you past up a chance to talk to Dillion Greyson?"

"Because,"I chuckled putting in my combination to my locker.

"You know your weird,"Bella told me with her eyebrows scrunched up.

"Thanks and I've been told,"I said.

I put my bag in my locker and grabbed my folders,my notebooks,and some books.

Before I could get my locker close Dillion ran up and smiled.

"Can I help you?"I asked.

"You sure can,"he whispered.

I pushed him away saying, "I don't have time for you,"

"Really?"he asked.

"Really,"I mumbled walking to class.

I will not spend anytime with that guy no matter what.

"Well,"I could hear him sigh.

It made me laugh, Dillion wasn't one for rejection. He always got what he wanted no matter what the circumstance was.

Dillion has slept with nearly every girl in our school, sadly Bella was caught in his trap the day she broke up with her boyfriend. He told her he could heal the pain, back then she was innocent so she believes him.

She still likes him, she says he's a good guy and needs to find the right girl.

I think it should be a game or something like, Sleep or Leave.Its a work in progress anyway.

I sat down chuckling to my self, thinking about names for it.

I thought of a good name, Dillion and Chillin. I don't know why but it was so funny.

I was in my history class so all I had to do was stare at the board and have Mr.White tell me everything.

Grace raise her hand with a smile, "Yes Grace?"he asked.

"Wait nevermind, I'll talk to you after class,"she exclaimed.

Everyone knew what she was going to talk to him about. Mr.White is a 21 year old teacher and let's just say that they love each other.

People whispered and people laughed.

Grace didn't care, she loved being talked about.

I wrote each word on the board into my notebook. Mr.White glanced at the clock and clasped his hands together, "well class dismissed,"