Sidekick

CHAPTER-4

"It tastes like ketchup" complained Megan as she wiped her tongue with a tissue desperately wishing the taste of the wall would wear away. Almost all the students in our class had gathered around as we had a free period to play truth or dare. Unfortunately Megan got a dare to lick the wall and apparently it tastes like ketchup.

Liam the biggest flirt in our grade hearing this said, "Do you wanna how my mouth tastes like though? Definitely tastes like the entire cheeseburger not just ketchup" as he said this the class erupted into cheers and the guys around him cheered him on with "Smooth!", "Get her number Bro!"

Megan just rolled her eyes at Liam who seemed to observe her and quickly glanced away when she caught him staring.

I nudged Megan and wriggled my eyebrows at her "Liam and Megan sitting on a tree K-I-S-S-I-" She cut me off by slapping me hard on the back. "Liam does NOT have a crush on me, he flirts with literally anything that resembles a female."

"Krystal could you please come here for a moment?" Mrs. Levi called from near the door.

I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I walked towards Mrs. Levi and muffled laughter from Liam and his friends I shrugged this off and continued advancing to Mrs. Levi who also seemed to be suppressing a smile.

"Krissie! Your hair..." shouted Megan at once my hands reached up to my hair only to find pieces of paper stuck onto my hair. Rolling my eyes I shook it off, threw the pieces on Liam and went up to Mrs. Levi.

"We have 2 new students who'll be joining our class so could you please go and escort them to class?" asked Mrs. Levi. I agreed and asked, "What are their names Mrs. Levi?"

"Oh right, its Nicholas Parker and Samuel Smith" I groaned after hearing Nicky's name I mean I knew he'd be joining our school but I'd sincerely hoped he wouldn't be in my class.

Megan coughed and raised her eyebrows after hearing the names of the students. I had told her and my other friends about this new neighbor of mine who had apparently set his mind on annoying the heck out of me.

The second name although sent involuntary shivers down my spine. Samuel Smith or "Sam" was my sworn enemy from my previous school. Out of all my friends only Hails knows what Samuel had done to me in my first year of high school, merely thinking of Samuel or I'd rather call him Satan's spawn makes me want to drown in boiling water than face him.

I prayed to all the gods that Samuel wouldn't recognize me because it's been around 4 years since we last saw each other and thanks to puberty I don't look as ugly as I used to back in freshman year. My braces have been taken off, I do have a pair of glasses but ones that compliment my face, I can't deal with the amount of effort that comes with wearing contacts so, I don't wear contacts. I'm not exactly "athletic" but I do exercise occasionally so I don't become obese considering the amount of food I eat. I have around shoulder length dark brown hair with subtle blue highlights (the result of me begging my parents for 8 months straight, yeah I counted)my hair matches my eyes, not the highlights (Ha! you thought I'd have blue eyes but no, I have light brown eyes... Oh wait, my hair is dark brown so my eyes don't really match my hair).

Now I'm not gonna start with the "I'm so ugly" or "I hate my absolutely toned body" or anything of that sort I mean I'm fairly pretty. As I made my way to the Administration block I met up with some friends of mine, chatted with them and leisurely moved along as I was in no hurry to get back to class.

Once I reached the building and greeting the staff I awkwardly cleared my throat clearly not knowing what to say that's when I spotted Nicky sitting on one of the chairs. Unfortunately he saw me and waved, I grimaced and walked over to him armed with some good comebacks for the stupid things he says.

I was already annoyed at him for the fact that he stole my diary and still didn't return it and even had the audacity to ask me this morning if I was finally gonna make a move on "Zerena" this year and to ask Nicky himself if I needed any help. That itself ruined my morning and now again he sits on that chair just minutes away from becoming ugh! ... My classmate.

As my gaze flitted to the others seated around I froze as I made eye contact with the same blue eyes that cold, hard ice ready to break. As he gave me glance over there was no sign of recognition that passed over his annoying face. I sighed in relief internally, glad he wasn't able to recognize me. Samuel pretty much looked the same, sandy brown hair that was styled into a crew-cut, tall and tan although he did lose quite a bit of weight and appears to be lean now.

I cleared my throat and announced, "Nicholas Parker and Samuel Smith, I'll be taking you to your class so if you could come over."