Mean B*tches

Chapter 8: Friends

I was completely exhausted this morning. But then I realized I had to go to meet up with my Croatian school friends.

I've known them my whole life. They were the kind of people I could do anything with, but not with my normal school friends.

The shortest one is named Katarina. She had bluish green eyes and strawberry blonde hair.

The one that was so beautiful and talented was Iva. She had a perfect nose with dark brown eyes. Her hair was ombré, but she didn't even dye it.

The last one is Maja. She was tall and had a brownish-blonde hair. It was long and wavy. Her eyes were blue and had a cute button nose.

They all had boyfriends before I did. They always wanted me to have one but I never bothered so I was excited to tell them the news.

Once I got ready I went into the car with my mom and brothers.

We made it there very quickly.

Once we got there I raced to the classroom and talked to them in private.

They asked me questions too once I was done telling them about Derek and I.

"Is he hot?" Maja asked.

"Well, no shit Maja! Of course he is!!! If he wasn't, then why would Rosi even date him? Common sense, dumbass." Said Katarina.

Then we all laughed.

"Do you plan on having sex?" Asked Iva.

"Iva, are you crazy? Um hell no, I don't plan on having sex at this age." I said back to her.

"I would have sex with Harry Styles..." said Iva.

"Enough with the sex, you are making me sick." Katarina said as she made a noise like she was throwing up. But she wasn't.

"What about him do you like?" Asked Maja.

"Well... he isn't a douchebag, he explains his feelings to me,which I like, he cares about me, and I'm legit serious, it's like I'm this gift that fell from heaven that he should protect. He's sweet. And whenever I look into his eyes, they tell a story, a story about how he is thankful to have me. Whenever he acts like that to me I start to watch out for him. I totally get jealous if a girl starts talking to him. I don't want him to be sad and I don't want him to feel like I've played with his feelings, because I haven't. It's because I love him too much to hurt him."

"Woah." said clueless Maja.

"Damn." said Iva.

"You love him, you love him too much, but in a good way." Said Katarina.

"That is pure love right there." Iva said.

"You got that right, Iva." Maja said.

My friends, my friends who knew me better then anyone else, were. Shocked. Surprised. Happy. Because I actually loved someone, I loved someone for the first time.

And that is something to see because, it is rare to find that in me.

It is rare to find out I care about someone, a guy.

It is rare to find out that I put him before me.

It is rare that I wanted to be with him.

Forever...

Maybe.

Only if he says the same thing.

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After Croatian school I had to say goodbye to me friends. I would see them Friday night next week for a sleepover and shit.