Be Pretty Like You (Edited)

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A/N: WARNING // Some of you might won't like the idea of this story, but I can't tell you what it is because it would be such a spoiler. So I guess you just have to read it either way?

Song: Girl Crush 

I rested my chin on the questionably dirty table as I looked around me. Cindy, Wyatt, Mia and I were sat at a table next to the door of the cafeteria during our recess. This way, I had a clear sight of whoever walked in and out of the door. And of course, I would get a clear sight of him.

"Alex, there's sauce all over the table. How can you put your chin there? I can barely even put my hand on it." Cindy's frowned face showed clear sign of disgust.

Sighing, I said, "Just let me be. I don't care if it's dirty. I don't care if the bacteria will eat up my face and make me look like a zombie." She rolled her eyes at my dramatic comment. "Hey, maybe then Ted would look at me."

"Yeah, with sympathy," Wyatt scoffed. "Plus, he has a girlfriend. And I don't think she would appreciate him looking at a another person. Some girls are jealous like that, you know?"

I simply rolled my eyes to dismiss the statement because a) it was true and b) somehow in the back of my head, I still had the hope that we could be together. "What does he see in her, anyway?"

"Well, for starters, she's gorgeous," Cindy said offhandedly.

"You girls are too, why wouldn't he look at you?"

"Awe, look at you trynna be sweet," Mia cooed sarcastically. "Kiss ass."

"Hey!"

I was about to say something else to defend my all-true-statement before the door swung opened and in walked the Devil herself. I lifted my head and sat up straight, keeping my eyes on her.

Charlie Cooper- the gorgeous Charlie, the incredibly-smart-in-Math Charlie, the goody-two-shoes Charlie, the flip-my-stunning-red-hair-and-look-flawless Charlie, the Ted's-girlfriend Charlie. With every single thought, I grew more and more jealous of her. It was true after all, that she was gorgeous, smart and kind. She was perfect for the perfect Ted, and I was the weird kid stalking him.

I sighed deeply.

"Look at her wing liner. It's fucking sharp. How is that even possible?" Mia commented.

That apparently dragged Cindy's attention towards her too because she said, "I know, right? Her make up is so on point! The blush, the eye shadow, the lipstick. Oh, my God."

"Alright, alright! She's gorgeous and her make up is perfect, I got it." I sulked.

"Sorry," they muttered under their breath.

As soon as Ted walked through the door moments later, I had my eyes on him all the time while we all ate silently. I know it was stupid of me to think that I might have a shot when the perfect human specimen was sitting next to him at their table. I watched as she laughed at his jokes, I watched as he ran his hand up and down her arm and I watched as they talked. I watched them until the bell rang and there was nothing more to watch.

To say that I got home grumpy would be an understatement.

After dinner, I went straight to my room and started doing my homework. Even though Algebra required me to use both sides of my brain, I somehow managed to sidetrack a chunk of it to think about Ted instead. Really cool, Alex. Really cool. It wasn't until late into the night that I finally finished my homework and threw myself onto my bed. I took my iPod and played some music with the volume on low to help me fall asleep faster. Boy, so I thought.


A few songs passed and I was starting to doze off until I heard the intro of Girl Crush. Shit.

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