Chapter 3

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The bell rings and it's time for lunch. Everybody rushes out of class, but I wait for Emily to get her binder into her Misfits backpack. She struggles to get it into her bag, but I just stand there and laugh at her. I've been to three classes — chemistry, trigonometry and Spanish.

Emily finally gets her binder into her bag and we head downstairs to the cafeteria.

"I hate Spanish so much." Emily complains.

"Oh, please. All you do is draw when you're in there." I roll my eyes at her and laugh a little.

"Yeah, but I still have to pretend I'm listening to Mr...." Emily trails off. "Whatever his name is."

"Mr. Garcia?"

"Yeah, that fool."

I laugh and open the doors to the cafeteria. I look around for our friend Nicole. I see her and we head over to the table she's at.

"Oh my god! Soph! Emily!" Nicole jumps up and hugs both of us, forming a group hug.

"How are you, Nicole?" I ask her.

"I'm great! What about you?"

"Well, I started my day off by having a panic attack." I laugh nervously.

"Oh my god! What happened?"

"Well, there was a huge crowd outsi-" I'm cut off by Nicole screaming in my ear, attracting attention to her, Emily and I.

"Nicole!" I yell at her.

"I'm sorry, it's just, I found out that there was a crowd outside because 5 Seconds Of freaking Summer is gonna be going to our school!" She's now fangirling.

"Oh, great. You're a huge fangirl for them aren't you." I roll my eyes and chuckle.

"Well, duh! Who doesn't love them?"

"Me." I try to say to myself, but I end up saying it louder than I thought I would.

"And me too." Emily jumps in.

"Oh my god. You guys are crazy." Nicole sits down and starts to eat her lunch.

"So, anyways..." I trail off and sit down across from Nicole.

Emily sits down next to Nicole and we all have small talk.

"Is this seat taken?" I hear a male voice.

I look up and it's my crush, Brent. He has brown eyes, brown hair and the cutest smile.

"Oh, no. It's not tak-" I start to say, but get cut off by an annoying human being.

"Yes, it is, actually." Michael sits down next to me and I look across the table and Nicole nearly faints.

"Oh, okay. Well, I'll see you around Sophia." Brent smiles and walks away.

"What the hell was that?" I yell at Michael.

"I told him that this seat was taken and I sat down." He says smirking.

I just give him a glare.

He looks across the table to see Nicole in tears, silently screaming to herself.

"Is she okay?" Michael asks.

"Um, I honestly don't know."

"Michael Clifford is sitting at our table!" Nicole says, in between sobs.

"Yep. I am. Are you a fan?"

Nicole nods her head violently. Michael grabs Nicole's hand.

"Calm down," he looks her in the eyes. "You're fine. I'm just a normal person."

"Okay. I'll try to be calm." Nicole screams with her mouth shut. She wipes her tears with the sleeves of her shirt.

Michael laughs. He gets up and goes around the table to the other side, giving Nicole a big hug from behind. He sees that Nicole's phone is on the table and he grabs it, opening the camera.

"Smile!" He says to Nicole, taking a selfie.

He takes another selfie, but this time he's kissing her cheek. I roll my eyes and look away.

"What? Are you jealous?" He smirks at me.

"Not one bit." I laugh at his question.

"Yeah, right." He sits back down next to me.

A/N:
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