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                            willow 

"We are not going to be angels for Halloween, can you try to pick something less basic?" I asked Isabel roaming around Spirit Halloween. 

"What about football players?"  she suggested. 

"No."

"Space cowgirls?'

"What even is that anyways?"  

"Babies?" 

I gave up, "Why not?"

We walked out of Spirit Halloween and drove to the mall. We got pacifiers and ribbons and decided to order oversized shirts with our baby pictures on them. Basic but not as basic as angels. 

Without even asking each other, we made our way to the food court. It was busy because it was a Saturday afternoon and I already spotted ten people from Riverview. I got Chinese food while Isabel got a burger.

We sat in our usual spot and ate our food debating if Jacob or Edward deserved to be with Bella.  

"Obviously Jacob-"

"Hey hottie," I was interrupted by a fellow senior at Riverview. 

He sat in the seat next to me and I stared at him in disbelief. I heard Isabel scoff from trying to keep a giggle in. 

"You will get up, leave, and go fuck yourself in the next 3 seconds before I-" 

"Before you what?" the greasy boy asked me. His acne was terrible, I could see the old gel in his hair, and his breathe smelled like onions and  whipped cream. A strange mix none the less. 

"Before I beat your ass down to a pulp," somebody finished for me. 

The scrawny boy got up as fast as a lighting bolt and scurried away with the rest of his friends. I was planning on thanking the person who saved me, but I didn't when I saw who that person was. 

"Come on Isabel, we should go," I said closing my container. 

"Not so fast babe," Henry said sitting down next to me. 

And as if the situation couldn't get any worse, the rest of his gang joined us. 

Dylan Winston - the football star. He was attractive no lie, but from the crazy stories I heard about him - he probably has at least ten different kinds of STDs. 

Ben King - the surfer/skater boy. He is also attractive, not my type, but hot no lie. He isn't as bad as the rest of his friends, and he actually has a girlfriend but they are never together. Strange I know, but since he's the shit and so is she, they get no backlash for it. 

They all have one thing in common. 

Did you guess it? 

Ah yes! They're are rich, popular assholes who use their popularity to get whatever they want. You know the stereotype where boys don't really care if they are well known or not, well they certainly DON'T follow it. I think they care more about it than all of the girls combined. 

Why? I have NO idea. I can't seem to understand it. 

I'm surprised they are talking or even looking at Isabel and I. It makes sense though Isabel had a natural tan with blue eyes and  dirty blonde  hair, she was the prettiest girl at Riverview. Obviously the other girls with big boobs and huge butts  got more attention, but there was no doubt that my best friend could be a model.  Maybe now they are starting to realize it.  

"What do you want?" I bit at him. 

"You," Lucas seductively said to me.

I laughed dryly, "Eat my dick."