A Romantic Folly

Chapter 2

I walk into school. I see him. Standing with her. With HER. I hate her. She hates me. I bet he likes her. Crap.

"Howya doin' Angie?!" Ashley. Ashley is good. Focus on her, we like her.

"Hey Ash! What's up?"

"Don't look now, but Future Mr. Angela is talking to the devil." Did I mention I hate Ashley? Ashley is stupid.

Anyway, I guess I should introduce the devil. Its name is Taylor. She hits on all the guys, especially the ones I take a liking to. It's not her fault, I like all the heartthrobs in the grade, along with the rest of my classmates. I wouldn't have a problem with her, I don't think I would, if she wasn't so snotty! She walks around like she rules the school! She isn't even that pretty! Who am I kidding, she does rule the school... Who am I kidding, she's GORGEOUS! I don't stand a chance.

"Wow Ash I totally didn't notice. I mean, they are just on the way to my locker. I mean, yeah, wasn't looking at them at all." I scold. Getting the gist she grabs my arm and starts to walk me to my locker. I summon my inner Beyoncé when we walk by the said duo. While looking behind me to see if he noticed, I bump into Ash's boyfriend, Nick.

"Hey Nikki!" Ashlyn squeaks as she goes to hug him. They are so cute. They've been dating sense 6th grade. Why can't I have that, what am I doing wrong?! Feeling myself getting worked up, I bite the inside of my check until I faintly taste blood. The pain soothes me.

"S'up Angie?" I think it's funny he uses his girlfriend's nickname for me, he doesn't have an original thought in his head! (I always tell Nick presents for Ash) I reply with a "fine" and hurry to my locker. They were starting to look at each other. Like, lovingly into the other's eyes. Why can't I have that?

When I finish unpacking I walk over to the lovely couple.

"So Liam, eh?"

"ASHLEY! How could you!" I couldn't believe this girl. Why was I friends with her? Because I'd be dead without her that's why.

"Well, first he's my BOYFRIEND! Second, he could talk you up to Liam and third, he could find out who/ if he likes anyone! Go on, say it! I'm a genius!" I had to admit it wasn't too bad.

I give them a hug/ fist bump as I rush off to home room. It was going to be a.. day.