The Eastside

Chapter 2

-Cara

My alarm blared in my ear, forcing me to wake up.

I reached for my phone and groaned as I turned it off, and rolled over on to my side. another day of school. 

I had a mental argument with myself to get up, and eventually, I did, telling myself that I would be able to see Sammy and Mikey today. Sammy is one of my best friends. he is very witty with his words and supplies me with weed. we have been best friends since I started high school, but since he is 2 years older than me, he is close to graduating. 

Mikey has been like a sister to me ever since third grade. we went through grade school, middle school, and now high school together. we have always been there for each other, and if you're looking for one of us, you'll always find the other close behind. while I am more on the nerdy side with my books and glasses, I also play softball with her. since we were so close, and I was already a catcher when Mikey joined, the coach tried her on the mound, and we discovered how great of a pitcher she was. her being my pitcher and me her catcher, made us even closer if that was even possible. 

I looked in the mirror before grabbing my face cleaning brush and my face wash. I slowly washed my face, then after I washed it all off, I reached for toner and moisturizer. I smeared a bit all over my nose and a little on my forehead before popping in my contacts. it's only the third day of sophomore year, but I want to make a good impression, so over the summer, I got contacts. after blinking my eyes a hundred times and putting in eye drops, I started on my makeup. 

I picked up my primer and beauty sponge and blended in my base. i put some concealer under my eyes and patted powder over the rest of my face. I did my eyebrows and put on some mascara. you could still see my freckles, my skin was just more clear. I pulled on some black ripped jeans, a tee shirt, and a large hoodie then pulled on my converse and ran down the stairs to join my brother in his jeep before heading off to school. 

-Damien

I looked up to the sound of Tristan's jeep. it was a loud ass thing, and the music he plays with the windows down just adds to the sound. I look in the windows and see a girl, so much shorter than him. the first thing I think is that it's his new girlfriend, but then I watch as he parks, then she hops out, grabs her blue backpack and walks away without a word to him. he didn't even spare a glance. nope, not his girlfriend. I inspected the red-haired girl as she swiftly walked up to me. well, not me, the group I was in. she went straight between Mikey and Sammy, and I wondered who the hell she was. Sammy has been my best friend since grade school and I used to have the smallest crush on Mikey, with her long brown curls and honey eyes.

 then, I looked to the girl standing next to her, and only then did I realize how tall this girl actually was. I inspected her carefully as she talked to Sammy. she has long, very long, red hair down her back, touching the top of her ass. the curls she had in her hair wasn't natural, they were the kind you would get from taking out a braid. her eyes were a very beautiful hazel green, and her freckles stood out to me the most. she had more of a plump heart-shaped face and her light complexion contrasted beautifully with her hair. 

you could tell the jeans she was wearing were her favorite. there were rips all along her knees and thighs. the black bag on the ground next to her was obviously a bat bag. you could tell she played sports. she took off her hoodie to show Mikey her shirt, and I could see the muscles on her arms flex as she lifted it over her head. my eyes went to her stomach as her shirt rode up, and I could see the tiniest outline of abs, but she was more on the chubby side. 

her converses were nearly just scraps of fabric by now, and as my eyes trailed from her shoes up, I then noticed how thick she was on the bottom half. I don't know if it was genetics, but she had a very bubbly ass and some meaty thighs. she had that perfect pear shape, I started to realize as my eyes trailed over her middle, then to her chest. when she lifted her hand to move her hair from her face, I noticed a big clump of dark brown on her wrist. a birthmark. I then looked down her arms, at all the millions of freckles, and noticed another lighter mark on her elbow. another birthmark. I wonder just how many this girl has. 

pretty soon the bell rings, and she picks up her stuff and starts to walk into a building, and I watch as she walks away, her hips naturally swaying with every step. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turn to look at Sammy smirking. "Be careful with this one." he said as we walked into another building

Who is she..?

Hellooo this is the first chapter yea, and I hope you notice how much detail I put into it. that's how I am when I'm writing, so sorry if that bothers you at all, I just like my readers to really picture what's going on. anyways, my uploading days will be on Sundays since I have school during the week and have personal things to do on Saturdays. Anyways I hope you enjoy the book!

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