Zoe Leigh was just an ordinary 17 year old in her last year of school, who quite frankly couldn't give a shit what others thought of her. She had her 4 best friends around her and that's all that mattered. Bradley Will Simpson, Tristan Evans, Connor Ball and James Mcvey, were the 4 idiots that Zoe called her best friends.
As you can probably tell, Zoe wasn't really a 'girls girl', they were far to bitchy for her liking. Plus, why hang around with a bunch of girls who would just spend the day moaning about how they don't know what to wear the next day for school, and cry over the countless amount of boys who have ended it with them for another girl, when you could be surrounded by 4 boys who meant the world to you and liked all the things you liked.
Most of the lads in school would kill to have someone like Zoe as their best friend, she was stunning, had a great sense of humor and wasn't fussed by what people thought of her. She also was the worst for accepting compliments. No matter how many times the boys told her how beautiful she was, she would just laugh and tell them to stop being so stupid.
Zoe was quite short, around 5ft3, with long, wavy dark brown hair that flowed to just below her breasts. Her skin wasn't perfect, I mean no ones is, but she still looked beautiful. She wasn't really the type to wear a lot of makeup, she decided to keep it more natural unless it was a special occasion. One thing Zoe did like about herself though was her body, she was a bit of a fitness fanatic, which is why she got along so well with James.
Zoe had known the boys for 6 years now and since the first time she met them, they all got on perfectly ever since. The one thing Zoe had never really thought about, was her and one of the boys being more than friends. She didn't think it would work out, would it?
