Chocolate Bar

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

 Yesterday, I’ve learned the names of the three idiots of which when I called them that, I got a smack on my head. Hard. Oh, well. I don’t take them as gentlemen, so no big deal. The surfer guy name is Nash and the other twin is Carter. Carter’s a play boy while Nash is pretty laid back.

 On that day also, Cameron, who stole my chocolate, reluctantly bought me a dozen pack of it. He just grumpily took a dozen of them and then paid for it of whom the one in charge at the cash register whose name is rose, shamelessly checked him out. I just laughed about it and Cameron gave me his hardest glare ever and that just made me laugh even more.

 I didn’t stopped laughing though when we got back to his car until he got irritated by my laughter that he shoved his scented white handkerchief on my mouth.

 That got me really to shut up and then throw afterwards his handkerchief on him, which he smugly catch it with his free hand while the other one rests on the steering wheel.

 He had a smug look on his face while I glared at him and then rolled my eyes.

 We drive back to school where I saw the gang. It consisted of me, Nina, Monica, Faith, Maritte (Marz) and Kristine. Let me introduce them to you.

 Nina had curly long hair along with long eye lashes that we love along with her eyes too. She loves to sing and dance. We sometimes recorded her when she’s singing in the bathroom very loudly and posted it on Facebook. The day after we posted it, we received many likes from it. She’s very glad but nonetheless embarrassed that we recorded her singing from the bathroom.

 Of course, we didn’t really like record her in the bathroom. We just like recorded it on a voice recorder. Just so to clear that up. Don’t want you to think other way.

 Monica. She’s a great prankster I tell you. Funny and sometimes the matured one in our group while we acted as childish and foolish. She’s great at giving simple yet greatest advices when it comes to certain problems. That’s why, she’s the one I could rely for advice when problems started to arise in me, and the others too.

 Faith, I don’t know what to tell to that girl. She’s the cutest and also a funny friend to hang out with. We’re the ones who laugh at certain things that the others couldn’t comprehend what we’re laughing at, that’s why they sometimes called us “Laughing Lunatics”. She didn’t mind and I don’t mind either. She’s also the one who keeps reminding me to be careful around boys whenever I mentioned a guy that I find handsome, cute, or hot. I tell you, she’s pretty overprotective about me even though I’m way older than her. Not that old but I’m older than her by one year. So it makes sense. And I also call her meatballs, of which she proudly represent to herself.

 Maritte or Marz, is kind of the childish one in our group. (if you’re reading this, my friend. Don’t hate me) Well, everyone had their inner childish behaviour whenever best friends are around so yeah…anyways, this girl is pretty sweet that her hugging sometimes can choke someone. Not even kidding. I don’t know where did her hugging-people-so-much comes from but I swear it has on her blood. And I’ve come to witness her too that in times of tough situations or problems, she wouldn’t leave you alone. She got your back. Not hiding on your back. (If you catch my drift :P)

 Last but not the least is Kristine. Kristine is an otaku which means an anime lover. She’s kind of the tomboyish girl in our group so with me and Monica. A little from Marz and Faith. She’s the one I could tell secrets from. Deepest, weirdest  secrets. I don’t know why I call it weird but I just do. If I tod  someone one of my secrets, I know they will just laugh because I tried once. And it didn’t came out very well. I was the laughing stock at school when the secret spread around. And no, I wouldn’t tell you that one anymore. I’ve pushed that secret and memory far at the back of my mind.