Trouble's POV
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"Ok Sally. You can stop it now," I glared at my best friend who was trying to get me to talk to Nathan, my crush.
"No I can't. YOU WERE MADE TO BE! Just speak to him!" She smirked evilly.
"Joe stop her!" I pleaded my foster brother who was jeering along.
"Ok. Sally, pack it in," Joe yelled at her. Sally stopped shoving me.
I gave Joe a thankful smile and Nathan an awkward one.
Heather, my other best friend, was talking to her boyfriend Tom. He had blonde hair in a quiff and round glasses. My crush Nathan had brown hair in a fringe and blue-green eyes. Joe had bleach blonde hair and baby blue eyes. He's been my foster brother since I was 10 and I am now 17. Joe is my age and literally my favourite person ever. Heather has brown hair leading out to gingery ends. Her blue eyes twinkled with Tom's. Sally has brown-blonde hair with hazel eyes. Like me. We were all at college and all hoping to go to Harvard.
"Well, Trouble, its the last week of college and you have never had a boyfriend. Nathan is your chance," Sally was urging me on, Heather watching eagerly.
"Ugh Sally Marie Taylor shut it. What about you? You ain't had a boy yet have you?" I cocked my eyebrow at her, receiving a scowl.
"Everyone likes me. I just don't want boys fighting over me," she fluttered her eyebrows, twisting a blonde streak around her finger.
Joe gave her a glare before putting an arm around me.
"If a boy touches her, they shall die," he declared protectively.
Shoving him away, I glared at my over protective brother. Nathan grinned.
"Trouble, can we speak?" Nathan's eyes were nervous.
I gave Sally an alert look only to receive a huge smirk from her.
"Er yeah sure. Wait here guys," I said quickly.
Nathan took my hand and lead me to a private place in the college. I felt his hot breath against my cheek as he spoke.
"Listen, when Sally said we would be cute, I actually agreed with her. But we only have a week. And if you get into Harvard, then I'll never see you again. I don't want the pain of missing you, but I do like you. Ive known you since year seven and now we're leaving college. Trouble you're beautiful," his words shocked me. In a way, he's asking me out.
"Wow, Nathan, that was, really nice of you. I feel the same," and that was all I could say before a pair of lips met mine.
Something wasn't right. I broke off. The kiss was good, but I don't know what was wrong. Nathan was gorgeous. His brown hair to go with his blue-green eyes.
"Will you be my one week girlfriend, Trouble Barker?" Nathan smiled.
I couldn't fight back the smile I was wielding.
"Of course, Nathan Sykes,"
