I walked through the school doors peeking over the crowd for my best friend. All of a sudden I see her sprinting towards me.
"Hoe!" She yells five feet away. "Puta!" I yell back embracing her in a tight hug and falling to the ground earning stares from everyone.
"How was NYC?" She asks standing and helping me up. "Good, Aunt Melinda got rich." I rub my hands together. "Oooh definitely taking trips there together." She nudged me and I winked back.
"Let's go find our lockers." I say walking in a direction. "Oh I already did and you're right next to me." She said with excitement in her voice.
"Let's go then." I say as she leads me to our lockers.
I put some stuff away and grab my books for the first few classes before lunch.
"Hey biotches." I hear a voice say from behind me resting their arm around my shoulder.
I look to my right and see my boy best friend Gabriel. Yeah, he's gay if you couldn't tell already. But what's a squad with out the two best girls, a gay kid and a big brother kid. It's barely a squad at all with out them.
Speaking of which. "Hey have you guys seen Harley at all?" Nova asks as if on queue.
"He's still in Paris on vacation with his family." Gabe said. We nod understanding.
"So what's your guys' schedules?" I ask taking mine out. "I have Mr. Nelson first period." Nova says. "OMG SAMEEE!" Gabe squeals.
"I have Ms. Prodlyn." I roll my eyes and sigh. "Ouch and first period." Nova says looking at me, only for her gaze to be disrupted by something behind me.
I look behind me and see everyone looking at a group of kids walking down the hallway.
Jack Avery, Daniel Seavey, Corbyn Besson, Jonah Marais, and Zach Herron.
They could get any girl they wanted. Except for me. All they did was play with girls feelings, sex them up, then throw them to the side like they're trash.
Hell, even Nova thinks they're hot, and she's a tough one.
They have every single girl wrapped around their tiny, little, horny fingers.
I'll admit, they got hot. Like really hot. It's amazing what about two months can do. But just cause their appearances glowed up, doesn't mean their personality did.
None of them have girlfriends except for one and that's Zach. He's dating my ex-best friend.
Jorden Slutty Salter.
They say they're in a 'committed relationship' even though they both have sex with a different person every week.
She's a normal whore.
And he's a man whore.
Match made in Heaven.
I used to be friends with Zach in junior; that was until he became a rude douchebag.
We here the bell ring signaling class is starting. "Bye Tori!" They both yell to me as they walk arm in arm. "Bye guys!" I shout back before they get to far.
