"From what I've heard the party is still on and its all dressy"
I had zoned completely out of our conversation.
The cafeteria was louder then ever and my head was pounding.
"What are you gonna wear so?" I asked.
To at least try show an interest in what Anna and Megan would be wearing, or borrowing.
We discussed our outfits, organising lifts.
They decided Zoe's white playsuit would be nice on me.
I agreed picking at my lunch. Thursday, beef casserole- not a favourite.
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"Good lord, look to the left"
Queue the heads turning in synchronisation.
Well damn. We watched in awe as two boys walked through the lunch benches.
The first was fairly sexy. I watched him closely he was tall with big arms and well dressed with brown hair and eyes.
His friend followed less gracefully behind tripping clumsily over his shoelace.
He wore a grey oversized hoodie and sweatpants.
" Jesus Christ Nash be cool"the boy whispered smirking at his friend.
Luckily they had picked a table nearby.
Zoe leans in towards us
" Hes called Cameron Dallas" she muttered.
"Brand new meat, two years above us though" she added.
They showed little interest in his friend, Nash I think.
I assumed he was new too.
It was when he turned his face in my direction that I noticed the same blue eyes I had met earlier that morning.
Only they had belonged to a different face. Then I realised Nash must of been locker boys brother.
He continued staring at me, his black eyelashes not flickering.
I felt uncomfortable.
After a while he turned away and blushed realising what he was doing. He glanced back smiling sheepishly at me like a little boy.
Cameron gave him a funny look sipping a purple juice box.
I focused back on my lunch.
"My English assignment is only half finished she'll kill me"
I'm not quite sure which one of my friends even said that.
I had given up on the luke warm casserole, I kept noticing Nash glancing over every few seconds.
I laughed watching Nash squirt ketchup all over himself listening to Cameron's high pitched laugh while he threw paper napkins at his face screaming
"HIS FACE NEEDS JESUS!"
They reminded me of two kids. There was no sign of Nashs younger brother in the lunch hall, I was curious.
Once lunch was finished me and Anna hurried to Art class.
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Magcon fan fiction - Waves
Ficção Adolescente' I smiled it made me remember the night we first talked properly, it felt like so long ago when I had met the mysterious boy with blue eyes standing at my locker ' A fan fiction based on Hayes Grier, featuring Jack Joh...
