The fascinating story of Felicity Tote

Chapter 2// competition??

2. Competition??

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Recap: He was pretty hot

The way his dirty blonde hair whipped on his forehead and his dark green eyes glinted under the dull, school lighting. The way his singlet fell perfectly over his toned body and his tan looked like he'd never left the beach. Oh my god Fly listen to yourself.

"Nice of you to join us," Says Mr Martin unamused "Mr...?"

"Young, Logan Young. I'm new."

"Well Mr, Young there's an empty seat up the back." he points to me and I hurriedly crouch over a piece of paper in front of me and scribble on it.

He shuffles down the aisle between the desks and then plonks him self down on the seat next to me.

"Hey beautiful." he says probably to the pretty girl in front of him.

"Okay you can have my number." He goes on.

"Are you a mute or something? Or am I just so hot that you just can't talk?" I look up this time and he's starring at me. I furrow my eye brows.

"What?"

He chuckles "Oh nothing. I was just attempting conversation."

"Oh. Um hey."

He chuckles even more at this but then leans over his desk and sticks out his hand. "I'm Logan" he says with a smile.

I shake it "Nice to meet yo-"

"Sorry, was I interrupting your conversation with my class?" My eyes immediately dart to the teacher and the other 28 students starring at Logan and me and I feel my face burn up.

"Sorry sir." Says Logan. Thanks god he said something because I don't think I'll be able to talk for at least another hour. Mr Martin stars at us but then gets back to telling us the math curricular for this year.

Logan stays quite for the rest of the class and just I'm about to leave he grabs my wrist loosely and smirks

"I didn't quite catch your name."

I give him a small smile "Felicity."

He lets go of my wrist and walks down the hallway as I walk in the other direction to my awaiting friends at my locker.

"Hey guys" I say as I put my books back in my locker. Sophia and Emma don't reply they just stand there with their arms across their chest with suggestive looks on their faces.

"What?" I question suspiciously.

"Any thing you'd" Starts Sophia.

"Like to tell us" Finishes Emma.

"Um, is there?" I'm so confused.

"I think there is." says Zoe coming up behind them.

Then it dawns on me "Oh yeah Carries back. Isn't it exciting?" I say with a huge smile on my face. The smile fades though when they all look like there about to facepalm themselves.

Emma sighs and then says "Oh stop being annoying and just tell us"

"I just did."

"No how long have you two been together."

"Together? Ew I'm not a lesbian" *insert entire group facepalm here*

"OMG not Carrie, Miles!" Oh

"What were not together"

"He sat next to you on the bus and there were 5 empty seats and two were next to his friends"

"Missy said that there were 7 empty seats" says Sophia to Emma.

"Well Brad was actually on the bus and he said 5" replies Emma.

"Hold on how many people know about this?"

"So it's true?"

"No. But don't avoid the question!"

"Look around" I do and for the first time I see everyone starring, people pointing, girls gossiping. People just can't get enough of this.

"Oh god. No ones going to forget this are they?"

"Forget what?" Yay, great timing Carrie.

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Will you tell me on the way?"

"Sure."

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The rest of the day went pretty smoothly except for the few stares and rather loud whispers and then I got on the bus.

I sat down in my usual seat and when I looked up from the wonderful world of hobbits I saw Miles pulling himself onto the bus. I panic and lift my legs up onto my bag on the seat next to me and I pull out my tired Nokia brick.

He walks up the aisle and his eyes roam a little before meeting mine. Big mistake. Not wanting a repeat of this morning I quickly glance away and talk into my phone.

"Hey Carrie. What are you doing tomorrow?"

He's at my seat now and I look down at my hands.

"Hey can I sit here?"

Just keep looking at your hand. He'll get the hint.

"Excuse me"

I look up this time to point at my phone so he'll leave me alone when I see no one stood there. He'd already walked over to his friends and started joking with them. Guess I was just paranoid.

The bus ride back had returned back to its usual chaos. Scrunched up paper balls being thrown about, hooligans launching them selves over multiple seats, people competing for volume. Well that's how it seemed until I finished my book and was forced into a starring match with a pudgy, brunette freshman.

I eventually looked away when I felt a burning in my cheeks but I could still the hushed whispers of gossip depending teenagers and the roar of Miles and his 'homies' mucking around.

After a few millenniums the bus cleared out and then we came to my stop.

I hoped out and just when I thought I was safe and I could snuggle under my covers and hide away from this chaos and forget about this hole thing;

"Oi loner!"

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Sorry this is only 920 words and there was lots of dialogue and yeah it was just a kinda mess. Hope you liked it though. Please vote cause it makes me feel good and comment cause that makes me feel better and if you want recommend it to your friends if you feel like it.

Athletics carnival tomorrow :( and I'm in the house/faction that ALWAYS losses so ughhhh but it's not that bad at least I don't have to work.