The Kiss List

Chapter 2

   I start my way over to Louis, I don't really know how to start this conversation, I don't want to be too overbearing, but then I don't want him to push me off like a child. He is wearing a long sleeved white button up but I very fabulous multi-coloured vest with dark blue jeans and formal shoes. It is as if he is going to an interview or a party. 

   " OMG, your vest is so fabulous," I says

   "Thanks, Its is vintage Hermes, but look at you girl! like wow, I love your outfit. So fierce and powerful....like who are you?" He says with a high pitched voice when grabbing his face

   "Yvette," I say

   "Hi girl, I'm Louis, just by the way you dress I can see where are going to be friends or even crazy to say best friends!" he says when jumping up and down

   Phase 2 has been completed, he seems amazing but you never know. I have been betrayed before by my best friends and didn't even know it. Kentwood is definitely a step up from the other schools I have been too. There are so many people here, and most of them are fine as hell, but I'm changing. I want to be a new Yvette. I want to slow down a little bit but if something comes along and temps me..... I don't know what I would do. Cross-fingers. 

Swoosh, something just flu by my face, I think it was a freaking soccer ball. Did someone really just kick a soccer ball at me or was I just in the way. I hope for there sanity I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. 

   "Whoa sorry about that, I was practising my toe bounces, I'm really sorry." He said. This boy had amazing eyes blue-grey eyes, sandy brown hair, Tall, with an English accent. If that doesn't drive a woman crazy I don't know what does. He has a smile the widest smile that turned my body into mush. His lips were perfect, they were pumped up enough to look kissable but a little danger is behind those lips. I wouldn't mind giving them a go.

   'Everything ok......Your name is?" He questioned asked  

   "Name is my Yvette....no...My name is Yvette, "I stubbled out, what a stupid answer, pull it together

   " so can I know your name, since you know mine?" I said

   " Oh yeah, sorry, the name is Taron Scott, It must be your first day here at school?" he said with that beautiful smile 

   "Yeah, a little overwhelming but I think by the end of the end of the day I will catch on. Cause if I don't my parents will kill me." I say, why did I bring up my parents I am so lame, he probably thinks that too. Dame it. His perfect eyes just stare at me, do I have something on my face? in my teeth? Is my boob out? 

   " Well I have to go, it was nice meeting you Yvette, hope to see you around," Taron said waving his hand bye. I most definitely are gonna have to spend time with that amazing looking snack cake of a man. But first, I have to stick to my plan first and then possibly have a little fun. Everyone needs fun.  

PHASE THREE: Find the HBIC.

I need to find who is the head girl at this school for I can either befriend her and take her place or just take her place from the beginning. I should really do this but I want people to respect me without even knowing me.  As I walk to find Louis because I know he has all the answer and gossip around the school, I walk into the cafeteria. It is amazing looking but I have to remember a lot of rich kids go to school here so why would it be any other way. I spot Louis at the lower right table but the sushi bar.

   "Hey Yvette, you like our Cafe, we have sushi, my personal favourite but if you're not into that they wood-fired pizza, a crepe guy, even a cold-pressed juice machine," Louis said with wide eyes and arms wide open 

   "Pretty impressive, but I have other things on my mind right now besides food...I NEED DEETS." I whisper

   "Deets I have for days girl, what do you wanna know?" He said

   "I want to know who runs this place and not  the dean but who "runs" the school like the queen bee basically," I say

   '" I got you, you talking about Riley and her squad, She is horrible. She has an Instagram dedicated to body-shaming other students called  "Muffin Top Parade." He says sadly

  "That's horrible," I said shocked, who would do something like that 

   "And that's not even the worst part, last year he got a girl expelled just because she wore the same skirt as her! Riley's father knows people and uses that against people all the time, even the headmaster at times, we all have seen it!" he angrily whispers when looking around

   " She couldn't have got the girl expelled for just wearing the same skirt, so could she have? I don't understand ." I say shrugging my shoulders

   " She planted stolen answer to a final exam in the poor girl's locker, told a teacher that she knew where they were and led them right to her locker, the girl got kicked out and never heard from again." Louis hissed with his lips puckered 

   "So Riley keeps her power in the school through fear and intimidation, maybe she should get a taste of her own medicine," I cautioned

     As I'm sitting here Louis, I can only imagine the things she has done to people in this school. Getting a girl expelled over dressing like her is horrible if that was me I would be happy at the least because then I knew the girl had some type of fashion sense. I can't wait to meet, to see what this "Riley" looks like because the picture in my mind is a small devil chick with long hair and horns to match. I have always hated bullies, I got bullied in elementary and middle school, so when we started to move I vowed that I wouldn't bully anyone that didn't deserve, which in this case it is Riley.

   " Speak of the devil here she comes." Louis whispers and points

I look over and saw three girls starting from left to right, the first and far left one has long black hair in braids with a mocha skin tone, with a plain white tank that is cropped showing the mid-drift. On top of the tank is a dark blue punk-ish faux leather jacket and black skinny jeans with black heels(Leah). The girl on the far right has on black overhauls with a cropped plain white t-shirt, her hair is a curly blond-ish shoulder length hair bob (Dre), neither of them could have been the HBIC, so last but not least is the girl in the middle. She was wearing a pink jumpsuit probably made of silk, with long to the tip of butt kinda hair, coloured black. All three of them were wearing sunglasses but the shades matched the clothing choices they made. They all looked amazing but not enough to not bring them down to size.  PHASE THREE COMPLETE