Chapter 1 - Kian

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Today, I wore my blue shirt, black pants, black leather jacket and my gray cap. I got my pink bag and fixed my hair.

I am what some people say, a bad boy. I know, I know. It suits me.

Last night was a blast. I partied and drank and even tried smoking a cigar.

Also had a one night stand with this girl-uhh- forgot her name though. I got out of her house as quickly as I could.

Don't want to be committed into a relationship or anything. Yikes.

So today, I'm currently hungover, and not feeling good. Well shit. It's already 7 and I need to get to school.

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Anthurium High, yup. Sounds fancy doesn't it? I went their with my car and parked at my "Kian only" parking space.

My mom got the principal to give me an exclusive parking area so I got that going for me which is nice.

In case you were wondering, I'm a junior in high school. 17, living young, wild and free.

Before anything else, I met up with my friends.

As usual, they were at this huge tree at school. That was the place where we all hang out and talk about shitty things.

First one there was Stewart, he had another hair color for his highlights, they were dark blue. It's better compared to the neon green ones that he had last year. I mean, talk about going-green. 

"Kian! What the hell! I thought you were gonna move!"

"Not happy to see me, jackass?"

" 'Course I am " After he said that, he pretended to puke. We both went laughing.

I turned to the others "Yo genetics! What's up?"

Then there was Dan and Dom. You might think they're twins based on their names and appearance. But hell no. They've never met before until freshman year.

My guess this, they're genes were experimented on and they got cloned. The only thing differentiating them were Dan's scar on his face. He hadn't told any of us the story behind that except Dom.

"Hey man!" They both said. 

Still second guessing about that cloning theory though. They seem to have this connection that were only for twins. Haha I don't know man.

"Genetics. Am I right? Hahaha"

Lastly, the most silent one here, Martin. I let him join us cause we've been best friends since birth.

Our moms have been BFFs since high school so we were basically bro's. Hard to believe we're best buds when you see us. We're so different on so many ways.

"Hey Martin. Still reading To Kill A Mockingbird?"

"Finished that one over the summer with 3 other books. You know Kian, you should read The Fault In Our Stars.. That really got to me. It might change you, you know."

"Dude seriously, no one asked."

Don't worry, Martin and I have been talking like that since forever. We both know when were kidding or not. That's how you know true best friends really are.

If you would look at the four of us, Dom, Dan, Stewart and I, you would think we're the bad boys in the block (which we are) but if you look at Martin, he looks like the nicest person you know (which he is).

So some people don't know how to approach us when were walking down the hall.

They don't know if they should be scared or not. Well let me clarify.

You cannot-I repeat-can NOT act like were close or even remotely friends if I don't have you in my group. You CAN however, approach Martin as much as you want. He's the most wise guy you could have at the age of 17.

We went to the high school lobby and searched for our names on the papers to figure out our sections. Fuck yeah. Martin, Dom, Stewart and I are classmates!

Too bad Dan's in the other room. But at least I get to hang out with everyday.

Room 209, that's where we were headed.

As we were walking down the hall, I saw her.

I saw this pretty girl. She was chubby but damn, was she pretty.

She had this cute eyeglasses on and she walked elegantly. Like the people you see on Downton Abbey (I just watch it. Okay?)

She had this shirt on that said "Okay? Okay." i'm guessing that was from The Fault In Our Stars movie. I keep seeing loads of pictures like that on my facebook wall so I know.

She was wearing dark pants and sneakers.

She lookes so cute with her black hair and bangs. Her eyes were round and brown. My heart suddenly began to skip a beat.

I didn't say hi or anything I just looked at her.

When I looked at Stewart, they were already quite far from me, my friends kept walking and I had to catch up.

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