|Falling for Octavia|

10 | Whats a gun?

One Week Later

"I-I couldn't do it Eve." I said taking a swig of beer out of the bottle. The time was 12am and I had invited myself to Eves house for a sleep over. She of course gladly accepted and when I turned up she had six bottles of beer and a bottle of raspberry vodka.

"Couldn't do what babe?" She replied, equally as intrigued as she stuffed a handful of crisps into her mouth. I cringed as she licked the remains off of her fingers with a smirk.

"Deal with Immanuel. Frankly, I can't deal with life. Everything's so god damn confusing!" I dramatically sighed, grabbing the bottle of coke tht we had found in the cupboard and mixing it with vodka.

"Spell it out for me, list me your problems and I'll see which we can fix." Eve suggested willingly. "Hurry up though because Becky with her noisy ass will be here kind of soon."

"So, number one: Immanuel. When I saw him the other day, I tried to cough up some words but ended up running away like a loser. I was a scaredy cat, yes. Number two and three: Tyler and Angel." Tyler had been a pain, I tried flirting hard and showing off my assets but he ended up telling me to fuck off. So that didn't go well.

Angel was bad as well, she kept gossiping about me with her new friends and I'm more than sure that she is still making out with Tyler 24/7. So my plan had gone to shambles.

"Ok, I have no clue what to do about Immanuel. It's your choice, though I have a small small idea about what to do with Tyler, find a boyfriend. Find a rebound or something. Make out with someone in a closet or bring them up to your bedroom." She suggested giving me an eye and pointing at me suggestively.

"So who do you have a crush on?" Eve questioned and made a weird movement with her eyebrows.

Hunter.

Hunter Peters.

The bad boy who was in a gang with my brother, who probably did stab his brother and most likely sells drugs on the daily.

But I can't like him, it's enological that I can't stop thinking of him and my mind keeps dragging towards him because honestly he is just a tiny crush that I'll get over. And it isn't emotional it's all physical. I'm in love with his face and his body. Not him as a person. Maybe because I don't know him and maybe he is good.

But that's wrong, amirite?

Whatever the outcome may be, I'd never admit it to anybody because I'm sure I'm not the only girl crushing on him. Probably the whole world is secretly in love with him.

"Hey! You have a look on your face. Who is it?" She excitedly says and jumps up from her butt.

"Um, its...I think your phone is ringing," I say trying to change the mood around. I didn't feel comfortable talking about it.

Eve bends down and answers her phone with a loudly. "Becks?!?... where are you?... you're so stupid... I can't come in with Octavia... really it's that good?.... Michael is there!... wait I'll ask her." Eve says and put the phone on hold as she turns to me.

Michael is her boyfriend of one year I think, he's a big eye catcher with black skin and light brown almost green eyes. Boy, he's hot!!

"Do you want to go to some party?" She begs, pulling out her blue puppy dog eyes and batting her long eyelashes.

"No," I said shortly and then felt bad as I saw her precious face drop. "You go, I don't really want to. I'm going to Ryan's party in a week anyway." I say and she doesn't look to happy.

I pretend my phone dings and gasp when I see it. "Oh would you look at that Ariyane wants me home... this instant." I try to convince her and she nods finally.