Not The One For Me

Meet the Two Best Friends

Chapter 1

Sacha's POV

"Gabby have you seen me boots?" I asked the girl that I call my best friend.

"Which ones?" Came her reply.

"The black ones that zip at the side."

"If they are the ones I borrowed a few days ago, they should be next to my bed."

"I see 'em." I picked up the shoes from beside her bed and slipped them on. "Well come on then. Don't want to be late to class and get a lecture from Ms. Cruzbay again on how it's important to get to class on time."

"I'm coming. Geez, don't get your knickers in a twist." She giggled as she passed me to step out the door. "Well get moving will ya?"

I just shook my head and smiled as I followed her out the door.

Hi, names Sacha Parkinson. I'm a 18 year old student at USC in Los Angeles. I'm from Manchester, England and why I ever moved to the fast-paced American life of L.A. is beyond me. I guess I wanted to try something new like their schools for example. But I don't regret it one bit. Sure I miss me mates back in Manchester but I got one of my best mates, Chesney, with me so it's not bad. But I'm happy for the new mates I have too, especially Gabrielle.

How Gabby and I met is something I will never forget; mostly because of the embarrassment I suffered on that day. Let's just say that it involved her working as a lifeguard for the summer and I almost drowned resulting in water and a fish in my hands. Don't even ask where the fish came from.

We began talking when I bumped into her on move-in day and our friendship kinda sparked up from there. We requested rooming together since I had a vacant double room, and now here we are. We are practically inseparable; wherever you see one, you see the other.

"Are you going to Aiden's party on the weekend?" I asked as we slipped inside the classroom just as the lesson was about to start and earned a stern glare from the professor.

"Tons of random people, who twenty percent of will most likely be high school kids trying to get an early college experience, all in one house? No thank you. I'll just hit up that underground club I always wanted to go to, The Room."

"How are you so sure you'd get in?"

"It caters to 18 year olds and up."

"So you're gonna go by yourself?"

"I'm sure I could get a random girl to come with me." I rolled my eyes at her response.

"Just don't go around getting any diseases." I said, noticing the double meaning in her words when she smirked.

"Will do mom." She said. We both turned back to our books and paid attention to the professor.

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"Chesney, would you stop staring at Carmen like that? You look like an absolute creeper." I said as I sat down next to Gabby with a bowl of popcorn.

"Is it my fault that she's gorgeous?" He said. "Why won't you go out with me, Carmen?"

"Whoa there ginger. We've been through this. I don't bat for your team, so you got a strike out." Carmen replied.

"Like really. How is it that the three of you like girls?" Chesney asked.

We looked at each other and then shrugged at Chesney. "We just do." We answered. I never thought about how or why it is that I'm gay. I guess I just am.

"Right. So what are we watching then?" He asked.

"A Disney Movie. The Cheetah Girls 2." I said. He popped up from the chair he was in and joined us on the couch next to Carmen. "Good because it is one of me favorites." He said.