Back For You (ON HOLD!!!)

Chapter 7: Darcy

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Darcy

At first, I was a worried of having Carter meet Chase, because I felt that I should've told him about it in the first place. He was my friend, but then again I didn't know how to tell him. I hope that Carter will make it into the varsity team and maybe they'll be good friends.

I didn't even know why I was so worried about Carter knowing. I just felt that I should've told him.

I said that twice.

I mean I thought it twice?

Whatever.

But when I saw Chase walking towards us, towards me, I knew I had nothing to worry about. Who could ever hate this guy? Seeing his smile and being in his presence (yeah it sounds really cheesy and weird) just makes me feel warm and safe and... right. I know that as long as I'm with Chase, everything will be okay.

I was on my way to my Physics class with Allie, Rachel and Stacy when I accidentally into someone. Or, unfortunately, I ran into something.

Missy McLean and her annoying little army of two wannabes.

She's a tall, beach blonde (or maybe b*tch blonde?) with straight hair who's too tan for her skin to be actually natural. People say she's pretty, gorgeous, amazing, beautiful but knowing her history and having a share of it too makes her plain ugly. She's not any of those things to me.

She's a life ruining, backstabbing, liar underneath the thick makeup, Jimmy Choos and Chanel clothing.

She's the A Class biatch with a fake smile and a fake personality that could bite if you ever try to ruin her oh-so-important reputation. She's the queen bee with little minions that follow her around like lost sheep. I don't even know why.

She makes Regina George look tame.

I'm not kidding.

Yeah well I know how I said before that Carter was my only friend before, but it was partly true. Missy and I used to be friends back in fifth grade.

We hung out a lot and I liked having a friend that was a girl. I was always doing video games and sports with Carter that I never really got to the whole girly stuff.

I wasn't tomboyish or anything but I felt more comfortable with learning how to crossover than experiment with makeup and strapless dresses. Strapless dresses were totally uncomfortable.

But then Missy came along all pink with curly hair and shiny lipgloss. Then she asked me to come over to her house and I started to feel more like... a girl. She was so sweet and kind and nice and I really liked hanging out with her. She gave me this makeover once in sixth grade at her birthday party and it was really cool.

For once I could have a girl to tell my secrets to and gossip and giggle without a single word of playoff game or basketball in the conversation. Carter was a good listener, but sometimes I just needed a girl that was my friend. We would have late night conversations about anything. What I liked about Missy was that I could talk to her about anything. It was great.

We could've stayed best friends until I figured out she was only using me to be her friend to get to Carter. I knew she used to like Carter but I never helped her get to him. I was really possessive of Carter I would get jealous (in a way a friend would be) if other girls would talk to him. He was a good looking guy.

So one time, I was on my way to the library when I heard Missy talking to Allie, (she used to be friends with her too) and I recall her saying that she was head over 6 inch heels for Carter (ew) and she only liked hanging out with me because we would always bump into him.