Heart Strings Version 2

HS Version 2 - Ch 3

*A/N*

HELLOO READERS!

I worked really hard on this one, so let me know if it shows?

Please?

I really do want to know though, because it took me A LONG TIME to write this, and then edit it before I put it on here so... Let me know...

And I couldn't find a quote for this one so there might not be quotes for EVERY chapter unlike the first book.

Gosh, seriously, finding quotes took me half the time! (Okay, not seriously..)

ALLSOO ---- I have made a few changes. One I can remember right now, in case i haven't said this before, is Nathan's surname instead of being King like V1, will be Kirby, and Sephy's surname will be King instead. I don't know why I changed it, I just thought Kirby was awesome, and... Well... You can't get rid of King? Really, can you? Anyway..... Yeah...

PLUUUUSSS ++++ I made this chapter preetty long so VOOTE and TELL ME I'M AWESOME!! (:

~LoveLaughTears

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Chapter Three

Just Like Them

Sephy

'Dammit! What are you guys doing!?' I asked, annoyed as I caught Aimee and Mel still ducking and twisting to check Nathan out.

How unsubtle.

'What do you think we're doing?' Aimee laughed, trying to shake my hand off as I grabbed both her and Mel's arms and tried to drag them from the guy. They were murdering what little respect they had left after he'd seen them last night, and stashing the body deep, deep into some graveyard somewhere, never to be retrieved again. Until police decided to investigate anyhow.

'Jeez guys, act anymore obvious and you'll be frikin' making out with him.'

'Oh, Sephy!' Mel whined, 'that's so typical! He gives you the bloomin' eyes and you ignore it and don't even allow us to enjoy him? Jeez to you!'

'I have a boyfriend,' I objected. 'Besides, he did not give me any eyes... I don't know what you're talking about.'

They both laughed and Aimee poked my rib causing me to squirm out of the way and almost into a woman and her pram.

I rolled my eyes and shoved her away after righting myself, 'be mature guys, seriously!'

'Huh.' Mel yawned. 'Maturity. Just that word makes me want to go to sleep-'

'Yeah, the word, or the fact that you got no sleep last night-' Aimee muttered, earning a dark glare from Mel.

'Humph,' I said lightly, 'I would have thought it was you that didn't get any sleep, Mel's feet stink, and you had them right by your head for most of the night, didn't you?'

'Oi!' Mel bumped into me with her hip.

'Her feet weren't the problem...'

I quirked my eyebrows at Aimee's ominous expression but Mel suddenly tugged on my arm, 'Guys! McDonalds! Yippee!'

And then we were lining up, Mel excited as a platypus in a pool. She'd been on a diet recently (gone from a size fourteen to a twelve) so every week she insisted on having something special. It was a Sunday, therefore, snack-age time.

'Next!'

Mel's awesomely long black hair whipped me as she turned around and raced to a spotty guy behind the till. Me and Aimee joined her and ordered. I didn't really like McDonalds -way too healthy for me- but it was Mel's day to go "all out" and so, sometimes, things had to be sacrificed for friends. We made our way to a table when we'd ordered (Mel a Big Mac -I know-, Aimee and Cheeseburger and for me, a McChicken sandwich) and sat down. I started with the chips straight away as Aimee sucked her coke and Mel dug into her burger.