12. The one where Elle makes friends

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Elle

"So new girl-"

"She has a fucking name." Adam throws a French fry at the guy sitting across the table from us making me giggle. He isn't in our class so I didn't recognize him, but I've already heard people call him Brandon. He has a face with acne scars, long black hair that almost reaches his shoulders and dark brown eyes. He's a little bulky, and looks to be a little bit taller than me.

"I'm not THAT new." I say shaking my head and looking at him.

"Well I've never seen you before so you're new to me gorgeous." He winks and I grimace causing Adam to erupt in laughter.

"Her face said 'fuck no'." he laughs even harder and I feel myself turn red, I didn't mean to embarrass him but I'm not interested.

Why didn't I stay in class with Damon?

I would be mid make out session right now instead of embarrassed.

"Well isn't that most girls reaction when they meet Brandon?" A new voice joins us and a tray is slid in front of me, next to Brandon. A tall guy with muscular build sits down in front of me, and I recognize him from Damon's class. I've never talked to him though.

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Adam agrees with him before tearing off a piece of his burger and popping it in his mouth. I laugh a little bit when I see Brandon glare at her.

"Says you two, most girls would already be falling at my feet by now." He turns to the guy next to him.

"Yeah dawg, I'm sure they'll fall, not from your charm but from your breath." he waves his hand in front of his face making both Adam and me erupt in laughter."

Brandon only pouts and continues eating his food.

When we finally stop laughing and continue eating, I see the guy across from me staring at me. I decide now is okay to look him over since i caught him looking first.

He has short black hair that reaches the top of his ears, he's wearing a muscle shirt showing off nice toned biceps. They're not as big as Damon's, but nice nonetheless. His full lips quirk up in one corner as he smirks at the fact that I'm looking him over I guess. I smile and look down at my tray.

"You're cute." He says with a little chuckle, his voice is really deep. I look up at him and mumble a quiet thanks before asking for his name.

"Where are my manners? I'm Jason." he reaches a long tan arm over the table and I take his hand to shake it, introducing myself as well.

"Okay, can we stop making Elle blush, she's going to turn into a fucking tomato." Adam fans my face and I groan before placing my red face in my hands.

"Its cute, don't stop making her blush." Jason says.

"I'm not blushing!" I whisper yell at them.

"Why the fuck didn't she blush when I hit on her?" Brandon crosses his arms and pouts.

"Dude, no one blushes when you hit on them." Adam says as a matter of factly making us laugh again. That's pretty much how it goes for the next thirty minutes. I don't say much at first but I kind of grow comfortable with them. Jason keeps trying to flirt with me, and he's cute. I'm just not really into it.

I smile bad look at the three guys sitting with me and feel kind of happy Adam convinced me to come eat lunch with them. They're all really funny and super chill, the don't even mind that a girl is kind of crashing their bromance or whatever.

Damon

I leave work at 4:00 after most of the student leave. I stop outside of my moms house and park the car. I sit for a few minutes before sighing and walking inside.

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