Chapter 1

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"Josh!" I said while clapping my hands together by Josh's ear.

"What, um, I like that too," Josh said oblivious to what's going on around him and still mesmerized by our ex bestie's beauty. 

"Earth to Josh. I asked if we were still on for seeing The Maze Runner on Saturday, now would you stop drooling over Amber, it's gross," I said a little snobby. 

"Oh um affirmative, and you're just jealous that my attention isn't on you," he said finally rejoining reality. 

"Ew, No!" I replied scrunching my nose in disgust. We both got quite after that. 

"Hey, maybe if Jamie's feeling better she can come too," I said finally breaking the silence. 

"Yeah, that would be cool," Josh said as we both went back to silently eating our school 'food'. 

Jamie (full name Jamie Melissa Bradshaw) was our other friend, and my best girl friend.

I never really understood why Jamie hung out with us, I mean she was drop dead gorgeous! She was almost identical to Amber. They both had thick Strawberry blonde hair, and the biggest, brightest green eyes I've ever seen (but of course Amber's were bigger, just like her ego). Me and Josh on the other hand were nothing too special, we both had Caramel brown hair (like Angelina Jolie but less you know, BA-BAM) and Josh had dark brown eyes to match. But I on the other hand had bright ass amber eyes, Amber has always been jealous of them (probably because she wanted her eye color to match her name. Freaking diva). And even though she's little miss thing, I always catch her staring at me with envy, and I know it was because of my rare eye color.  

When the bell rang signaling that fifth period lunch was over, and me and Josh dumped our trays and headed back to our lockers to get our French books. 

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"So, did you hear about the new student?" Josh asked while I closed my locker. 

"New student? What new student?" I asked puzzled. 

"The new student form New Jersey, it's all the pops. can talk about," (pops. was what we called the popular crowd).

"Oh, no I haven't heard anything. What all have you heard?" I asked as we started to make our way to French. 

"Well all I know is it's a guy named Logan," Josh said. Hmm Logan, sounds pretentious if you ask me.

I was so lost in my train of thought, that I didn't even notice where I was walking and bumped right into someone. 

"Oh my gosh I'm sorry," I said to the person while I bent down to pick up my books. 

"It's okay," he said helping me pick up my books, and meeting my gaze. We stared at each other for what seemed like forever, but I just couldn't help but notice that he had the same amber eyes as me.

"Um, I'm Logan," ah so this is the pretentiously mysterious new boy. 

"I'm Makenna," I said standing up.

"Here's your, uh French book," he said handing me my french book after examining it. 

"Uh thanks... Oh, Logan, this is my best friend Josh. Josh. Logan," I said motioning between the two of them. 

"Nice to meet you Josh," Logan said extending his hand to shake with Josh. After taking Logan's hand in his and shaking it Josh responded with, "You too."

After they shook hands the bell rang, which meant we were late for French. Just freaking peachy.

"And there's the bell. What class do you guys have?" Logan asked as we stared to walk off. 

"French two," I said showing my him my book.

 "Right I knew that... I actually have that class right now too, would you guys mind showing me the way?" he asked.

"Yeah, dude not a problem," Josh said. 

When we walked into French class, Miss. Baker didn't look to pleased with us. Miss. Baker was our French teacher. She was in her late twenties and had short light brown hair, and Hazel eyes hidden behind her square glasses. 

"You're late," she said crossing her arms.

"I know. I'm sorry Miss. Baker, we were just showing Logan-" 

"I don't like excuses Makenna," she said cutting me off, "this is the first time you and Josh are late, so I'll let it slide. But as of right now, you are officially on my radar. And who is this," she said after finally noticing Logan. 

"I'm Logan, Logan James Ma'am. "

"Well, Mr. James, you might be a new student, but you sure aren't making a very good first impression. Take a seat anywhere there's room," Miss. Baker said getting back to teaching us how to say different types of weather in French . 

Since the person sitting next to me dropped the class a few weeks back there just so happened to be an open desk right next to me so Logan walked over and sat down next to me with a no lipped "Tyler Oakley type smile."  

Well this class just because more interesting. 

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So yeah, that's chapter 1! And if you've already read this, see if you can spot the differences, because I made a few minor ones. But yeah I hope you enjoyed. Chapter 2 will be up soon, so stay tuned! Have a great day/night whenever you're reading this(: and see you in the next chapter! 


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