Spots {On Hold}

Chapter II

       I starred at my spotty reflection in the mirror as I washed my hands. I turned to my left only to find a pretty black haired girl named Carmela Blakwell, her spiral curls flowed perfectly down her back...she was average height around 5'5... beautiful hazel eyes... Spotless caramel skin...nice full pink lips that had a naturally pout shape to them...and to top it off she had amazing curves, I mean the kind that is perfectly proportioned from top to bottom. Shes the captain of the cheerleading team, and the meanest bitch. Freshman year was hell due to her tactics .. Can't stand the barbie bitch! On my right was Promise. The only female best friend I have, well have had my whole life. My bestfriend is beautiful. She has that model type figure, nice brown flawless spotless skin, pretty brown eyes with a certain twinkle to them, her charcoal black hair cascades down her back so effortlessly, and that smile can brighten anyone's day. Hell, I seen it so much because she's always trying to brighten mines up. I love her though, but to be honest I don't know if we will ever have as strong as a connection as me and Elijah though.

Ringgggggg !

Time for first period , AP English, At Barkley High School... or as I call it, Bitchy Hell School

"Ok Meg,see you later at lunch" Promise said hugging me and walking out the restroom

"Later" I said dryly... I really didn't feel like walking in to the classroom, the only thing I could think of was walking into a room feeled with people who laughed at me or made fun of me, oh and lets not forget the barbie bitch and her clique.

As soon as I stepped foot in class the whole room turned towards me. You can do this Megan I though.. As soon as I passed by Carmela it began...

"Oh look the dalmatian finally joined us." Carmela said with a smile plastered on her face

A couple people snickered , but her clique acted like it was the funnest shit they ever heard

"Ms. Blackwell please ! We don't have time for your immature jokes. Can we please get back to class... and Ms. Jackson why are you late again ?" Ms.Holmes said

"I'm sorry I was in the bathro-"

"She was in the bathroom standing next to me starring in the mirror trying to figure out how shes going to get those hideous spots off her face." Carmela said cutting me off .. again

I simply rolled my eyes

The clique erupted in laughter as some gave her looks of pitty

"Enough! Ms. Jackson I will let this one slide but next time detention will be calling your name." Ms.Holmes said

"Yes mam"

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I stood at the end of the lunchline as I smelt that cologne the made me melt. I turned around to those dark brown eyes, that sweet carmel skin, and that straight hair line joined with waves... Elijah.

"Wassup Meg" he said as I smilled and tured back around

"Hey Lijah" I said

Elijah hugged her from behind loving the fruity smell of her shampoo under his nose as her natural curly hair layed on his front.

"What are you doing Lijah?" I said as we earned a few stares

"What? I cant hug my bestfriend ?" he said as I giggled shaking my head and slipped from his embrace , grabbing my tray

"But that wasn't a bestfriend hug Lijah" I said

"So"

"Soooo where is Promise?" I said hoping to change the subject