The Day I said the 3 words

Chapter two

Amanda's POV
"How was it?" Brendon asks looking in the fridge. Brendon has been my bestfriend since the day I was born. Atleast that's what I think.

"There was a lot of." I pause to think of a proper sentence to fit, "they were interesting."

Shrugging I sit down at the table and pick at my nails. Noticing the silence I look to see what is keeping my talkative friend quiet. He looked caught up in a conversation on his phone. Being the nosey amazing friend that I am, I go to him and look over his shoulder. "Thanks for listening to my amazing day!" I state sarcastically. Moving my hand out to ruffle his perfect hair he dodges.

"You are quite the nosey type aren't you." He turns around and pokes my nose. "I was listening but then I got a text from..." He slowly fades off. Shaking my head and loosening my curls. "Continue." I say raising my eyebrow at him. Rolling his grey eyes he lets out a laugh. "Her name is. Her name is Daisy."

Shoving him towards the couch I coax him to tell me more. "We met some time ago," blushing a bit he looks away, "sorry for not saying anything to you earlier but I wanted to see if it was actually anything first." I shriek, jump from my chair and hug him tight.

"I am so happy for you! Who cares if you didn't tell me earlier... Actually I'm gonna hold onto that for a while but I am so happy. I can't wait to meet her." My eyes sparkling a little. I am so overwhelmed for my friend and I feel like crying in happiness.

"Don't cry or I'll have to go out and buy more ice cream because you guys are out." He says with a chuckle. I can't help but join in.
After a while of talking and gossiping, Brendan tells me he has to go. Hugging him tight
I finally let him leave. But now I am left alone to really think about my day. That Trevor guy seemed nice. Atleast I think so, but I really need to know someone there and he made the move so I will accept. My eyes starts to drift as I think about a quote by Shakespeare.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves

Harry's POV
"No shit dad. But that teacher is a dick, he's always trying to get me in trouble." Taking a bite from my burger. Noticing my mom wince at my words I rephrase, "he's just being an annoying teacher. Every school has one." I assure them.

"Well than I guess we'll have to see what he says." My mom smiles walking over to me. I love to see my mom smile, she hasn't smiled much nowadays since her health was going down hill. Kissing me on the cheek she goes down our long ass hallways and I hear her feet pad up the stairs. Now I'm left alone with my nerdy dad. I have never had anything in common with him, he loves work and baseball and I love football and girls. "So son," my father begins "I hear there's a new transfer at your school. Is he going to be joining the football team?" Staring at my empty plate for a while I decide to answer the poor guy. "Yes there is a new student and its a girl. She is no transfer she is just new." Getting up and putting my plate in the sink I leave to go upstairs.

Those annoying maids or housekeepers, whatever they are keep going into my room. I yelled at almost all of them but Mrs damn potter doesn't seem to listen. Just because my parents are rich doesn't mean they get to hire some stupid maids to help us, we are perfectly fine without them and to be honest they are getting payed hardly anything.

Thanks to my rich ass dad who thinks money is not everything but yet still he flaunts it around at every family reunion. But who cares about him anyways.
Staring at my black walls I start to think about my day and about her. Who was she anyways? And why do I feel like I want to know her better? Ugh none of this is relevant.

I groan and cover my head with my pillow. Hearing a ding I push my hair back and reach for my phone. *dude I need your opinion for something* it reads. Looking at the number I.D it says 'Trevor'. Realizing I'm gripping my phone tight I loosen it and reply.