Polaroids

CH : 4 ' The New Chic

Brooklyn's POV

Today I was on time to school. It's currently third period, the tardy bell rang and I'm yet to find this photography class in this big ass school.

F-101, F-101. I constantly repeated to myself, seeing everything but that.

I see a pretty brown girl, really slim and long brown locks. She's beautiful. She looks like she belongs in the exotic group I seen yesterday. Better yet, a runway. She had this smolder on her face so serious. She was going in a direction I haven't been yet.

Maybe the class is this way. My thoughts and prayers hoped hard that she wouldn't turn around and think I'm a stalker. She entered a class room, I looked at the numbers engraved into the gold plaque just above the door. F-101.

I waited 5 minutes so I could make an appearance. I walk in the class, scanning to see where she went. My eyes stopped at the table in the back, there they were. Just as I predicted, she was one of them.

My thoughts were interrupted when when a tall, slender, lady with red hair and freckles approached me.

" May I help you with something ? " She asked, seemingly confused.

" Yeah, this is my class. I'm new here. " I reply genuinely, handing her my schedule.

Just as the teacher took the paper out of my hands, the girl with the angel face looked at me. Her cold eyes and her furrowed eyebrows made me feel so small. She always looks so mean. Does she ever smile ?

Skylar's POV ;

She has this class ? Why. It's not that I dislike her, I hate her starring problem.

I tapped Eve's shoulder.

" That's her, " Eve looks up

" The new bitch who keeps starring. " Jason rubs my thigh with his hand.

" Babygirl, you're so feisty. She's probably just admiring you. " His Hazel eyes make me feel so calm, so gentle under his touch. Ugh. Fuck me.

I bit my lip trying to stop my smile from appearing and looked down.

She started to walk down the aisles of students, trying to find a group. She was just about to walk past us until Emily addressed her.

" You can come sit at our table. " She smiled sweetly. Nice ass bitch.

I rolled my eyes at Emily and crossed my arms. Causing her to give me a " trust my instincts, I got this " look. And Eve to elbow me as a warning to be nice.

" So my name's Emily, " she began

" I'm Evelyn. "

" Jason. "

" Damien. "

" Grant. "

" Anthony. "

Everyone looked at me, waiting for my response. I give in and uncross my arms.

" I'm Skylar, but I guess you can call me Sky. " I blankly say with a straight face.

She looked at me in confusion, but she shook it off and smiled.

" Well I'm Brooklyn. Everyone calls me Brooke though. " she said while pulling up a chair. As she's sitting down, I notice Grant eye fucking her.

" See something you like, Grant ? " I tease while smirking.

" What ? I'm just admiring how good those colors look on our new friend's skin. " He flirtatiously replies while smirking at her. She returned the favor.

" So what's this project about ? " She questioned

As Emily is explaining, she looks intrigued.

" Seems fun. I have a lot of Polaroid film at home. "

" Great. " I sarcastically reply with a forced smile.

" You have a bad attitude, why is that ? " She snapped, clearly wanting to know. I automatically snap. I feel Jason tense up next to me.

" And you fucking stare at me like you wanna eat me, why the fuck is that ? " I snap back, feeling Jason put his arm around my waist so I wouldn't get up.

" Just curious. " She responds, understanding my point.

" Well thats just me. " I answer her question.

" Guess I have to get used to it, huh ? " She chuckled

" I guess so. " A smile appearing on my face

" Aweee, my babygirl finally getting social. " Jason jokingly cooed, my smile deepened due to my laugh.

" I'm jealous. " Brooke said, fake pouting

" Of ? " I replied

" Your dimples. " We both start laughing

The bell rung, we got out early today so it was the end of the day. We all went to Jason's considering the girls and I didn't have practice.

Brooke's POV

I'm examining Jason's house, walking through in awe. This is a mini mansion. I found what looks like the white room, and I look at the pictures and decor.

I turned around to see Grant in the door way with his arms crossed over his chest. Looking at me as if I were a trophy. He broke the silence.

" So, Brooklyn is it ? " He started. Walking closer to me.

" Depends on who's asking. " I reply jokingly

" Someone of interest. " He replies smirking, looking down at me with his arm propped above me. He's hovering over me so close I could feel his warm breath in every word he said.

" Yeah ? " I reply looking down, it's bothering me.

" Would that someone be interested if they knew I was bisexual ? " I continue as I look through my lashes, he put my head up with his index finger. Forcing me to look him in the eye.

" That just made you 10 times hotter baby. " He replies picking his beautiful pink plump lips. Mmm, I could take him right now.

We both leaned into a wet make out session, he massaged my breast slightly making me moan.

It was soon interrupted when Jason yelled, " GRANT, WE GOTTA GET READY FOR THE MISSION TODAY. " mission ?

" Shit, I gotta go. Until next time. " He said before kissing my neck and walking out of the white room. Leaving me with questions like,

What mission ? Where done stand ? And what does he do ?

It was my second day in town and already so much had happened to me. What's life gonna be like from now on then ?

•••

In the car ride home, the music was blasting. I started to contemplate, all these people knew each other already. I'm just The New Chic.