And Then She Grew Up

Chapter 3

Angie's POV:
So after history, I go to English. Yes. My favorite. I walk all the way down to B69 and sit down.
I almost screech when Emma, another best friend, comes in the door along with Emily. Yessss. Best. Class. Ever.

"Emily! Emma! Over here!" I yell. They both turn their heads. They smile when they see me and quickly make their way over to my seat.

"Sit down!" I order. We all sit down. Just when the bell rings. 2 boys come in the classroom. No please. Please no. Please let them be lost.

"Sorry we're late, Ms. London." Dylan apologizes. Ew.

"Yeah. We got lost." Austin explains. Surreeee.

"Sit down, boys." Ms. London orders. They both turn towards the class. I quickly look down. Please don't see me. Don't you dare see me.

"Oh look, Austin! It's Angie!" Dylan says. Crap. Some brother you are. I slowly lift my head. Austin is smirking. Don't smirk at me you doof.

"Hey, Angela." He greets as he sits in the seat beside me.

"Don't call me that." I snap.

"My sincere apologies, your highness." He informs me. Stupid.

"You're so annoying." I groan. I then start to grab my things.

"Hey!" Austin yells, "Where are you going?"

"Away from you." I sneer.

I start to walk away again, but Austin has different plans. He grabs my hand, making me fly back crashing into him and dropping all my books on the ground.

"Oh my gosh, Angie I'm so sorry!" Austin smirks. That little noob did it on purpose.

"Shaddup." I snap, "You're picking this up."

"And why would I do that?" He asks innocently with his gorgeous blue eyes. Oh my gosh, stop distracting me.

Austin is really attractive. But stupid. But has really nice hair. But is really annoying. But is the perfect height. But is the most obnoxious out of all the idiots. But gives really nice hugs. But I don't like him. He's annoying. And my brothers best friend. Haha. No.

"Angie." Emily says as she snaps in my face.

"Wh-What." I flinch.

"Were you daydreaming about me again?" Austin smirks. Stop with that stupid adorable smirk.

"Yes. I was actually," I smirk. This makes his smirk grow even bigger.

"I was daydreaming on how I was going to slap you if you don't pick my books up." I say. This makes his smirk fade. He glares.

"Fine. I'll pick up your stupid books." He mutters, I smile. "But you're sitting next to me." He smirks, I frown.

"Ugh. Stupid idiot. Fine." I groan.

"Yay!" He cheers.

Idiot.

Emily's POV:

After school, I find out that I have four classes with Emma, and three with Angie. Oh, and 2 with Dylan. But who's counting?

"Are you excited to go to Costco and buy food?" Angie asks as we get into her car.

Angie and I decided to hang out at Costco. One: we were hungry. Two: Costco is fun. Angie and I usually just eat all the samples there.

"Yes! I'm so excited!" I squeal, "Costco is life!"

After waiting for Angie to finish cleaning herself up in the car, for 20 minutes I might add, we head up to the entrance.

"Emily. Slow down. My lazy legs cant take it." Angie pants. That just makes me pick up speed.

"Emily. I'm going to have a- Emily stop walking." Angie orders.

"I'm not stopp-" I start, but am stopped by a body. Ooo it smells really good. I slowly look up at what I had crashed into. Crap.

"Hey Em." Dylan smirks.

"I thought my name was Clumsy." I tell him as I cross my arms.

"Who's Clumsy?" He asks.

"Nevermind... Well Angie and I are gonna go buy food now. BYE!" I rush out then grab Angie's wrist and drag her with me before she can get in an argument with Austin since e had came with Dylan.
"What was that all about?" Angie whines. Oh yeah. I probably shouldn't have dragged her from Austin. Oh well.

"I dont really know." I mumble as The floor becomes really interesting at that moment. Angie smirks.
"Em, do you have something to share with me?" she asks.

"No. I mean- Yes- I mean- uhh." I stutter.

But before Angie could question my stuttering even more, her eyes fluttered from my direction, to the direction of the food line and how it has completely died down since we had first got here.

"HEY!" Angie yells, I flinch. "Wanna get a soda?"

Wow. From one second she was demanding to know what was on my mind, and the next she's begging for a soda. Now would ja look at that. "SHORE!" I exclaim, generally happy because soda was great and slightly relieved.

After 2 agonizing minutes, Angie and I were walking over to where the straws were. I put the straw in the holy thing then take a sip.

So I didn't realize that there was soda on the too if the lid. So I spilt some. On my white shirt. Good job Emily.

"Emily, you have something on your shirt." Angie snickers.

"Yeah. I've realized." I mutter while trying to get rid of the mark.

"Emily it isn't going to come out." Angie tells me after 10 minutes of me just standing there and scrubing.

"Yes. It. Will." I groan.

"Emily, It won't come out." Angie says, "Do you want me to wear it?"

I look at what she's wearing.

"Angie, you're wearing a dress. I changed out of my dress for a reason." I say.

"Okay! It was just a suggestion." She says as we start to walk oh of the food court.

"Hey guys!" Austin says as we walk past them. Oh no.

"Hey Au-" Angie starts, but I interrupt.

"We have to go." I interrupt.

"No, we don't." Angie glares.

"Angieee." I whine.

"Hey Emers!" Dylan smirks.

"Its Emily." I correct him underneath my breath.

"What's on your shirt?" He asks.

"Uhm.. Soda..." I mumble.

"Ooh.. That's okay it's not that noticable." He mutters.

"Don't lie." I order.

"Fine. Its really noticeable." He smirks. I frown.

"But your hair still looks great." He smirks. My cheeks heat up. Crap.

"Uhmm.. thanks... its not really-"

"EMILY WE ARE LEAVING!" Angie yells. I snap my head in her direction. Angie is quickly walking away from a laughing Austin. Im not gonna ask.

"Bye Dylan!" I say then walk out of the store with Angie.

Jeez. This has been an interesting day...

HEY GUYS! HOW YA DOING? Well I hope you liked that chapter. Aaannndd goodbye.