Chapter 1 - You look like an alien

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Chapter 1 - You look like an alien

It's been a year since I ended up my relationship with my boyfriend, ex - boyfriend that is, and I've been good with a little help from my mom and my friends.

I was so happy then that finally I've fallen in love with the first boy that captured my heart. I had my every first with him, first kiss, first love, first hug, first date anything that you can think of, I think? Well except for my virginity. I'm just seventeen years old. I know, it's my last year in high school, I'm still a virgin. But I am not ashamed of that. I'm actually proud about it. I'm not going to lose my virginity if I'm not ready right? Not like the other girls in our school, who are ready anytime and anywhere.....

That's what I hate about them the most. They can't just put their legs together for one time.

I've been cheated by my first boyfriend, now my first ex-boyfriend, Alex Thompson, for a slut. A slut.

That's why I hate them, well I really hate them first, but now my hatred for them increased even more.

Most people told me that I was the decent girl Alex ever dated. I've never realized it because I was too blinded by my love for him. I was so in high spirits whenever were together. We are very sweet couple then.

But when I found out that he's making out with a blonde girl in a bed room in a party somewhat drunk that's when my world turned upside down.

That was the past. I'm contented with my life right now. Like I said I've moved on. I am just living the life here at present and preparing for my future.

Now, I'm just going to be-.

"Allie Johnson" my thoughts were cut off when I heard my Trigonometry teacher called my name. "Please tell me what the answer on number 20 is?"

I panicked. I look down to my book and I don't have an answer.

"Square root of x plus y divided by a" I heard someone whispered from my back.

So I answered.

"Good." He said and nodded. "Now, we all know the derived formula.... " he started discussing again.

I turned my head to look at Liam who whispered the answer to me. I grinned at him and he grinned back at me. I mouthed thanks to him and turned to Mr. Lopez again.

Liam West, my closest guy friend. With his intelligence, I can surpass trig. He always helped me in this subject. I was so glad he is my classmate.

We were friends since sophomore year. He's not a talkative person at first but once you get to know him better you will see the other side of him. He's a sweet, joker, a teaser, and of course a cocky guy that you've never expected. He's like a big brother to me, always looking out for me.

The bell suddenly rang signaling that it's the end of Trig class and its lunch time.

I was about to leave the room when suddenly an arm appeared from my shoulder- it was Liam smiling like an idiot. I chuckled.

"What's the joke?" he asked.

"You." I stick out my tongue at him.

"That's so childish Al." he shook his head and smiled. "What about me?"

"You look like an alien." I shrugged and took his arm out of my shoulder. "And your arm is so heavy." I walked through the door and headed to my locker.

He followed. Well, that's because his locker is just two lockers away from mine. "First, my arm is growing what you called muscles because I'm working out and second, me? An alien? Really? With these looks?" he smirked at me while closing his locker.

"Yes. With that big head of yours as big as Jupiter and an ego that no one can reach." I said while grabbing my book and closing my locker also.

He laughed this time and said, "Whatever you say. But you still love me."

I rolled my eyes at him, "Nah, I think I don't anymore."

He pinched my cheeks. I hate pinching me on the cheeks and he knows it. I am easily annoyed at it. "What did you say?" wiggling it up and down this time.

I'm slapping his hand but it's not enough for him to stop it.

"Alwight! Alwight!" I said as he stopped. He smirked. I rubbed my hand on my cheeks.

God. He can be so annoying sometimes. We went to our room. Yes, we're classmates again in English Lit together with my best friend Faye.

"Allie!" Faye called from her place and tapped the seat next to her indicating me to take it. I laughed at her eagerness.

"You don't need to yell, my dear." I said as I approached her.

"I know. I just wanted to." She gave me her evil smile.

"Whatever Faye." I laughed at her and soon Mrs. Brown stepped inside our room with papers. A lot of papers.

"Okay class, guess you can see what I'm holding right now." She nodded her head to the papers she put on top of her desk.

"It's a sh*t of papers, sh*ts" Faye mumbled and I chuckled but glared at her telling.

"It's the xerox copies of plays I want you to perform." My eyes widened in surprise as she said that. "Since the number of boys and girls are equal, I paired you all up." I heard gasps, squealed, and groans inside the classroom.

I didn't expect this. Ugh, I hate this stuff though I like English Lit a lot but I'm not fan of performing in front.

I can see the scowls and nervous faces on my classmates. Me and Faye kind of do both scowl and nervous at the same time. I don't know how but I can feel it.

Mrs. Brown called out the names. Some boys cheered, some groaned. I heard girls whined about their partners while the others squealed.

"Faye paired up with Greg Morrison." Oh no. Oh no.

"What?!?!" I heard Faye in shock.

Greg Morrison. The nerd of the class. Faye is energetic, funny, sarcastic best friend I have.

Seeing her and Greg doing this, I can't even imagine it. I can see the sour face on her now.

"Allie partnered with Liam West."

That was unexpected but at the same time, I was lucky enough to have him as my partner. I've never got the chance to work with him us a group or team this is a first.

I grinned sheepishly knowing that I will not having any trouble with Liam.

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A/N

It's my first time writing a story, so please give it a try. Not edited. Point out the mistakes. Do tell me. Thanks for reading! :)

Dedication to JessGirl93 she inspired me to write.

- Cy

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