|Falling for Octavia|

12 | Mean Girls

"Becka! Stop it." Eve groaned and kicked her leg underneath the table.

School was dragging on as per usual and there wasn't anything I could do to speed up time. The party was a few nights ago, not tag I remember too much about it.

I remember dancing with a blonde guy and then about to do shots when someone stopped us, after that I'm not entirely sure. My shoes indicated that I had walked in mud or something dirty because my trainers were practically ruined.

Right now it was lunch, I was surrounded by a few friends. Keep your circle small, that's what I've learned. I had Eve, Becka, Eves Michael and Anais.

To be perfectly honest I was consumed into my own world. I had worn 'slutty' clothes but I didn't feel to confident so I hiked up my black skirt a little to cover my stomach.

Fiddling with the chips in front of me, I noticed Angel and Tyler walking in. Hand in hand or more his had on her butt as she clenched onto his biceps. Maybe I should've let him touch my butt more at school.

No.

Don't put yourself lower, when you meet the boy you want to touch your butt- let him. Until then be cool.

Angel beelined straight to our table and threw her arms around Eve, "I miss you Eve! Come sit with the popular people." She sighed and gave the rest of us dirty look. "You too Becka!"

"Why would we want to sit with the girl who fucks the devil?" Becka snorted and then shook her head and gave her a thumbs ups. Angel rolled her eyes and plonked herself down in between the twins.

"Do you want me to get all mean girls on you?" Eve said this time and Anais couldn't help but giggle.

"What?" Angel asked clearly confused and I looked at the floor. The colour in my cheeks had completely drained by now.

"YOU CAN'T SIT WITH US!!" Becka completed her twins thoughts and they both laughed maniacally at each other. I couldn't help but slightly smile.

"Fine whatever I didn't like you anyways!" Angel snapped and stood up walking away from our table.

"Why does she sound like the boys that cat call you on the street?" Michael laughs and stokes Eves back.

From the corner of my eyes I see Hunter and he is looking at me. Whys he looking at me? I send him a questionable smile and he just turns away from me angrily.

"Well, I need a waffle. Thanks for defending me," I wink at the three girls and they all wiggle their eyebrows back at me.

The line for lunch looked long but I was hungry. I stood for a while and played on my phone until I heard a voice disturb me.

"Hey Ava." I look up to see Hunter and I bite my lip in thought. Why was he optionally talking to me? Oh my god! The party, I kissed his hand didn't I! I'm such a weirdo!!! Send an ambulance I think this may be my death.

"How's your hand?" I grin up at him and he raises his brows.

"You remember." He says and leans against the wall behind him.

"No shit Sherlock." Hunter looks so angry all the time and I vividly well half vividly remember him smiling yesterday. Golly, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on and I'd seen Stephen James before.