Two super softies

Confusion on the bus

     "You don't know who the popular, most amazing person in the school is?" Her red head friend asked behind her. It was annoying.
     "No. Sorry I guess, but if you really want me to know you, you can just tell me your name. No need to make a huge fucking deal about it," I said, snatching my shirt, and my stuff to go change in a stall. She followed me, and stopped me before I could go in the stall.
     "My name is Trinity, and my two friends, Eliza and Diana. We don't tolerate disrespectful people, especially a new whore like you." She ranted. I know I snatched my stuff away, but technically, you don't insult someone's old school. Secondly, Trinity seemed really snobby, and it was annoying.
    "Fine, I'm sorry, but can you move out of the way," I asked moving around them. I went into the stall and locked the door, waiting for the girls to leave. They did, after 10 seconds.
     I put on my old school volleyball team shirt, which was black with a red font, and put on red basketball shorts, with white running shoes. I came out of the stall and glanced at myself really quick.
     I was kind of pale, but not as much as Trinity, I had orange short hair, big blue eyes, overall small face, with a small nose, plump pink lips, and dimples. I was short and skinny, but I was strong.
I walked out to the gym, and immediately greeted by the coach. I saw Trinity and her minions on the other side of the net. They were eyeing me. A lot of the other team members took the time to socialize with their friends, and I noticed that Trinity did not talk to anyone, BUT her minions.
"Hi, I'm Coach Margie and we have another coach here. Here name is Coach Lillian. And personally, I know your aunt, and she has told me that your are great to be around, so I'm happy to have you on my team. If you need help with anything or something is bothering you, let me know." Coach Margie told me. I nodded as we both went onto the court.

•~another time skip, because a girl lazy~•

The first day was pretty good I must say. I mean, besides having a snobby girl all in my personal space, i was good. I got everything i needed today,!like the team uniform, and i got homework.
I got on the bus, and sat where I sat this morning. I got my geometry homework out and started on it. I wasn't the best at geometry, but I was trying. I mean, it was stuff I've learned before, so I guess it was kind of easy.
I heard whispers beside me, but I had headphones in so I turned the volume up. I then felt someone sit beside me, which caused me to look up.
"Hey," Dash said. I read his lips, since my music was up. Seriously. Why did he have to much interest in me?
"Hey." I said back, going back to the problem I was on. I felt him staring at me.
"Why do you keep staring me down, my dude?" I asked taking a earbud out. I looked at him.
"No reason. You just seem interesting," he said with the biggest grin I've seen. I glanced at his friends, and they both shrugged. I looked back at dash.
"O...Kay?" I kind of questioned. Then it was kinda awkward silence after that. The bus had started to go.
"So...you're in a sport?" He asked. He was looking at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah. I play volleyball and occasionally tennis," I hummed. He nodded.
"You're in track," I stated.
"Yeah. I'm the best of the best," he smirked. This time getting a snicker out of me.It was kind of cute. I mean the smile, not the statement. It was kinda narcissistic, but I'll let it slide once.
      "I still don't understand why you would ditch us like that though," I heard a voice say in a joking tone. I looked over, so did dash. One of his friends had his hand over his heart with a joking expression on his face.
     "Yeah, you would ditch us, just to flirt with the new girl?" His other friend said, chuckling afterwards. The statement made me blush, and I turned my head before anyone can notice. I mean, I did wanna know why he was so intrigued by me, but still.
    "Ha ha, very funny. She just looks familiar," Dash said, matter-o-factedly. I did?
    "Oh yeah? Who does she remind you of," his friend asked.
     "One of my moms friends," Dash looked at me, then quietly asked, "do you know a lady named Chloe Everly?"
     Wait...
     What?
     How did he know my aunt? How does his mom know her? I was kind of confused. I nodded, though, as much as I was confused. But before I could say anything, the bus stopped in his neighborhood. Dash said bye to his friends and me.
    I was so confused, his friends included, but honestly, I was to flabbergasted to say anything.

*by the way, the picture above, is a picture of what she looks like...obviously...so yeah*