The Bad Boy and the British Girl

The Girl In English

Zach Graye's POV:

Liz came over this morning to apologise for last night, I mean she kept saying how she hadn't seen anything, but at the same time I really don't believe it. Not necessarily her, but mainly Charlie, she was definitely looking for longer I could tell by the shock and horror on her face.

I think that I am going to have to talk to Liz about it, to double check whether she really meant her promise. I mean I doubt she would lie, I just worry she's trying to brush it off as nothing. It's not like there was anything weird happening, I mean it was just sex, no strings attached. There's not much going on between Jessica and I, not from what I know.

I am in the car right now next to George who is driving me, Liz and Charlie to school. Somehow Charlie didn't get the drivers seat, but she didn't seem too keen on talking to her brother, let alone arguing. There's an awkward silence between us all, seeing as three of us know something that we are trying to keep from George.

"So guys! What did we get up to last night after the pub?" George tried breaking the ice, sort of successfully. Liz starts speaking straight away like she has rehearsed this scenario a hundred times.

"Well I drove Zach home and not shortly after did Charlie show up at my door, she was exhausted and needed some girl talk so we sat on my bed and talked until we fell asleep, whilst Zachary over here had some fun of his own with a certain red head!" She chirps at the end, laughing, trying to make a big joke of everything.

"Ah, good on you bro! Twice now? You got yourself a fan there Zach my boy! Anyway, what girly stuff were you two ladies chatting about." George enquiries, grilling for answers as to why his twin didn't arrive home last night.

"Oh you know, girly things." Liz responds, clearly not prepared for prying.

"Yeah but like what? Come on tell us!" George replies, really wanting answers.

"Well basically-" Liz begins.

"No Liz, please don't! It's embarrassing! Please!" Charlie cuts in, begging for her to stop.

"No Charlie! He's your brother, he's not gonna freak out." Liz says calmly, I look at George who is trying to stifle a look of success in finally getting answers until Liz says "She got her period and needed pads and she felt sick so I let her in to lie down with a girl. I thought it best seeing as you probably wouldn't be equipped George?" She hints a question at the end as George gapes at the answer he clearly wasn't expecting and I just breathe out a tense breathe I didn't know I was holding, looking down and shaking my head. George went a little pale as we pulled into school and he jolts the car to a stop and we all file out.

Me, Charlie and Liz are practically sprinting towards the school doors in absolute fits of laughter as we see George mumbling to himself as he shuffles to the school. I feel guilty for lying to him though, he is her brother and should probably know if his sister and best friend are together, but at the same time if his temper is as raging as described. It's best kept quiet for now.

Im grabbing my books from my locker and heading towards English when Jessica waltzes past me, dressed in tight fitting clothes and winking at me. I just send her a small smirk as I walk through the door into first period. Pacing toward my seat as usual, Ms Green already writing the task of the day and her inspirational quote to motivate us to write. As I pull out my pen and begin copying down the title, I see Liz out of the corner of my eye walking down the aisle of seats to her own. Having been so tired this morning, I barely noticed what she was wearing, her tight ripped jeans showing off her summer tan on her legs and a low cut top showing her chest that's decorated in all kinds of chains and pendants. Rings are scattering her fingers and her leather jacket is slipped smoothly across her shoulders. Her hair bouncing with every stride she takes and her boots clicking on the floor of the classroom. I try to hide it but I am gobsmacked at how her outfit shows her off so well and no doubt she probably put barely any effort into it.