Mr popular and I:)

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Bryan Cartwell is one of the most popular and attractive guy in school.

No doubt in that.

He has the worlds most amazing features. Blue eyes, dirty brown hair, toned body and everything.

"Take a picture it'll last longer" he said

"I would but I wouldn't waste time doing that" I said extending a hand

"Emily Lea Wilson"

"Bryan Cartwell" he said taking my hand.

We sat down and had breakfast

Today was the first day of school. Well basically. We had a one week break and today is when we go back.

I finish breakfast and go up to my room, grab my things and zoom out of the Cartwell's house and unlock my car.

My car would literally be my only transportation right now. Only. I don't want to be walking all the way from school.

The ride was pretty good. I was getting along the neighbourhood and knowing my way to school. Basically I have to thank Google Maps.

I reach the school parking lot and receive a message from Mia. My best friend

You look Good in pink

I look back and see that she has parked her car right behind mine. And beside her car is Bryan Cartwell's car.

I keep my focus back on Mia as she walks towards me and hugs me.

"Ready for hell?"she asks
"N. O. " I reply
"As always, what else would you expect from The Emily Wilson" she states chuckling.

Mia Cooper. 17 years old and my best friend. She's basically a carbon copy of me. Long brown hair. Brown eyes and the same petite body. Our asses have been stuck with each other for the past 5 years.

We enter school and receive Hi's and Hello's and How are you's on the way to our locker. We were totally not weirdos. We were the popular ones. But we were the other type of popular. In this whole school we have 2 types of popular. The Bitchy popularity and The kind popularity. And we were on the kind popularity.

And honestly we love the fact that we're not in the bitchy side.

As Mia and I walk to our English Literature class, I literally bang on a wall.

I've been in this year for the past 8 years and there is no fucking wall here and I'm damn sure.

I stare at Mia while I pick up my books. Mia, well looks like she just saw a ghost.

"What?" I ask standing back up.

"Not what, it's who" a familiar voice says.

"Fuck. Sorry. Well it's partly your mistake too Mr. Bryan" I say and start walking.

"Stop having attitude"  Bryan stops me with a strong grip on my arm and a smirk.

A irritating smirk.

"Attitude is my signature" I said and left. With a little force tho in releasing my arm.

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The whole day went by pretty quickly. Right now, Mia and I are walking to the parking lot and retrieving our keys from our bags. Mia hugs me a goodbye and I stand in the parking lot waiting for her to exit. As soon as she disappears, I open my car and chuck my bag in the back seat and start the car.