Alisha POV
We were in the middle of maths when i hear the door open. Must've been the new girl from yesterday.
Practically the whole school knows about her, the new Austin victim.
Austin Mahone is the worst boy you could ever meet. He 'flirts' with girls, makes them so uncomfortable that they agree with everything he says, soon gets what he wants, then never talks to them again.
See, i dated Austin once. Before the whole 'bad boy' thing happened. He was decent, and treated me with respect. Until we went to that club. He got extremely drunk and ended up taking drugs. It made him horrible, he looked disgusting and just changed into a completely different person.
I guess he wants to keep that appearance.
Evie POV
I walked into maths and suddenly all eyes were on me. I was obviously late.
"Sorry i'm late miss..." I said looking at the floor. I hated when people are staring at me. I am so shy and awkward. And i hate myself for it.
"Would you care to explain why you are late?" she said folding her arms.
"Well..." I said as i looked up. Austin. He was at the back of the classroom and staring at me. mouthing 'don't even think about it' glaring straight into my eyes.
"I erm... I... Got lost..." I said looking back at the teacher and then to Austin who was smiling.
"Fine. If it happens next week it will be a detention. You should know your way around by then." She said getting ready to carry on with the class.
"Yes miss" i said walking to the spare seat.
Suddenly i felt something hit the back of my head. I turned around and looked down. A scrunched up piece of paper lay there. I picked it up and sat down in my seat.
I opened it up and it said 'Meet me at lunch at the picnic bench. 12:45. See you then. X'
I turned around and no one was looking my way. Strange. I carried on listening to the teacher and completing the work.
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A crazy little thing
FanfictionA group of girls who have been friends since 6th grade find what they have been looking for. They plan the time of their lives but realise its not that simple... No one ever said that love ran smooth.