Mr Player vs The bad boy.

CHAPTER 2

-KASEY'S POV-

***3 years later***

After that horrible incidence three year ago. One would think I moved out of the country and changed my identity after I got traumatised by the "generator's closer scene", but nooo...okay I might be a little dramatic

I still went to this same stupid school, with the same stupid people and yes, including Ricky Parker. My blood boils even by the mention of his name. I still had to face that jerk each and everyday changing girls like they were underwear. It is funny because he doesn't go for girls that own underwear, but the sad part of it all was that no matter how hard I tried to hate him. I still liked him...okay, love him

Pubity had hit him hard. His once blonde hair was now dirt blonde and his hazel eyes had developed a touch of green in them.

He was taller than he was three years ago and more built. No wonder I couldn't get over him. He was every girl in Preston High's eye candy. Everyone had a sugar rush for him. Okay that cheesy, I know

Before the incidence three years ago, Ricky hardly noticed me. Oh, how I hoped that he'd take a glance at me back then, but now the embarrassment of facing him after walking in on him with another girl had me having second thoughts. The softness his eyes held in those stares he sends my way had me hoping that there was more to them.

Did he feel ashamed of what I saw three years ago? Was he pitying my poor innocence? but then again his player side would sometimes shine through and he would flash me a sickening smirk when he is surrounded by his barbie dolls.

Maybe he uses his player facade as a shield to guard his emotions or to protect himself from getting hurt. Or did he know that I liked him and wanted to just make me jealous?

"Are you guys coming to the dance tonight?" my best friend Tracy asked snapping me out of my trail of thoughts.

Tracy was a gorgeous half latin, half indian beauty. She has long black hair,big brown eyes and long black lashes. She's medium height and has a perfect figure. Although she's insecure, My best friend was a stunner.Rather than that, She's the sweetest person I've ever met.

"I think we should totally go. it will be fun. Plus Ricky will be there." my other best friend Wendy said in a mocking tone wiggling her eyebrows at me.

Wendy was tall and skinny. she had shoulder length blonde hair and beautiful green eyes, but unlike Tracy and I. Wendy was confident about her looks. I mean who could blame her, she was a total hottie. She added the spice to our little group.

I told these girls everything so there was no surprise that they knew about my major crush on Ricky Parker and yes, they also knew about the awkward incidence that happened three years ago.

Unlike my two gorgeous friends I have a more sports like body with curves on all the right places. I'm medium height , tanned with long wavy brown hair and blue eyes. Not a show stopper or anything.

"Well?" Wendy and Tracy both pressed impatiently, snapping their slim fingers in my face.

I hadn't realized I zoned out on them. What were we talking about again? oh yes, the school dance.

"Sure, I'll go" I said chipperly popping a grape into my mouth

"But I'm not going because Ricky will be there." I held my hands up in denial.

I was a very convincing liar, well at least I thought so, but deep inside I knew Ricky was one of the reasons I was going to attend that dance.

"Sure, we believe ya" Wendy said sarcastically winking at me.