His Girl

C h a p t e r - S e v e n

Carley

"I can't believe it!" Stacey squeals, jumping up and down in front of my locker "What got you all happy and smiley this morning?" I chuckle and she pushes a paper in front of my face "I scored an A! In my business project, and the teacher was very very impressed with it" she explained and I give her a hug "I'm glad you did well, I guess I can explain well after all" I joked an she raises an eye brow 

"It was all me Carley"

"I know, I was just joking" I said trying to lighten up the sudden darkness in her mood

"Whatever, anyways I wanted to ask you about some fashion tips" she stated and I open my locker, looking for my Biology AS workbook "I know nothing about fashion, and you know that very well" I reminded her and she nods her head 

"Ya, but I want to ask about the colors that match, because you're good at art and they say art students know color match very well, or something like that" she explains and I nod my head "So, I have this hot pink shirt, and a royal blue tank top which has some spark-"

As Stacey was talking I couldn't help but look at the group of guys that are leaning against the lockers which are a few lockers away from mine. Everyone talks about them and everyone wants to be part of their group, but anyone that approaches them end up in the hospital like Simon, that's still in the hospital after his encounter with Kaiden and Kyle, but there is a part of me that doesn't believe that he would do something like that to a Simon, for just trying to talk to him 

The few times I have talked with Kaiden, it didn't end well but it wasn't because of him. I push up my feet and try to stand on the tip of my toes to get a better look at him but freeze when his eyes lock with mine 

Gummies! 

His eyes are just so magnificent, no one can say that it's one color. Wait, what does he say when he's asked what color is his eyes? I bit my lower lip as his eyes stay locked with mine, even with his friends talking and chuckling around him

"-rley, Carley!"

"Uh-ya?" I said snapping my attention back to Stacey "I'm talking to you" she said and I clear my throat and close my locker "Sorry, um-I'll talk later alright? I'm gonna be late to class" I apologize and she shrugs. I pull my bag and walk back to class, finding everyone already seated, even Melisa. I take the seat next to her and she gives me a push 

"Everyone please take your seats"

"Where were you?" Melisa whispers and I give her a smile "I was talking to Stacey, she scored an A in her project" I said and she scoffs rolling her eyes "Of course she would, you did it" 

"Melisa"

"You better not do anything again for her, or you won't like what I'll do to her" Melisa said and I nod my head as I pull my folder

"Take out your workbooks" the teacher instructed and I pull up my bag to take the workbook but freeze when I realize that I didn't actually get it from my locker

Because I was distracted 

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"Art is a beautiful thing, that helps you express your inside without actually going through the pain and saying it out loud" my art teacher stated and I nod my head

It is one of the reasons why I love art

"I want a well made canvas by the end of next week because I need to start grading for your first semester, and anyone who's goi-"

"I'm here" a voice announced, cutting off the teacher as he opened the classroom door "Should I get you a certificate for arriving?" the art teacher snaps and some students chuckle "Please, it's not everyday you get a good looking guy in your class, come on Julie"