Catch Me [Teen Romance]

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So here it was again, the most boring part of the day - lunch hour.

If anything, I should have been looking forward to spending the hour, gossiping with my friends, discussing the latest television shows and debating over who wore the best dress at last week's college dance. But none of that seemed interesting to me lately. It all seemed quite superficial, and for the past couple of weeks, for some strange reason, I didn't feel like myself at all, like something was bothering me, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. 

"Ava..." my friend Ebony called impatiently, while snapping her manicured nails in my face and waking me up out of my stupor.

"Hmm, you're doing that a lot lately," my other friend Grace said quietly.

"Doing what?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know, just daydreaming away from the conversation really" she laughed.

"Oh. I'm sorry I just seem to have a lot on my mind at the minute".

"Like what though?" Ebony quizzed me, her smiling expression quickly turning into a frown, as if I was hiding something from her.

"Oh I dunno, I guess it's just college work and stuff, you know, with exams coming up, I guess I'm feeling kinda nervous."

"Ah right, I will have to let you off then" she winked, as if I was still hiding something from her, she would probably think I would cave in and tell her later. Grace then suddenly changed the topic, she seemed aware that I didn't want to discuss this anymore, so took it upon herself to help me out, so I smiled at her thankfully. Grace was after all, my best friend. Well, so was Ebony, but I had known Grace the longest, almost 8 years now, and she was the one who seemed to know me better, the one who understood how I was feeling without asking, and the one who always comforted me when I was feeling down.

Ebony Clark on the other hand could be quite vicious, unintentionally of course, but still vicious. She always spoke without thinking, and tended to care more about her appearance than the feelings of others. That said, she really knew how to make you smile, and she sure knew how to party.

"So then Ava, its Ryan Goldsmith's 17th birthday party coming up next weekend, and I've heard it's going to be fancy dress, what do you reckon we should go as? And we need to look super hot, because Ryan's older brother Christian's going to be there and he is well, hot."

Ebony and I laughed. "Isn't Christian like 21, Grace?"

"Well yeah, but I'm 17 now, and four years is not that big a difference these days, is it?"

"He might have a girlfriend though" Ebony pondered.

"He hasn't. I've been and checked his Facebook page already."

"Oh you're so crafty Grace Philips" I laughed.

"Always one step ahead of the game Ava, always one step ahead." She smiled.

"Well anyway, I was thinking we could go as Charlie's Angels" I laughed.

"No, I'm sorry, I was thinking that because I look like a young Britney Spears, I could go as her" Ebony laughed flicking her long blonde hair out of her face. In fact, I had to admit that she did have that perfect pop star image. Ebony had always been extremely pretty, and for that reason she never had a problem getting boyfriends. A natural brunette, Ebony had been dying her hair blonde since we were 12. There was not one dark feature about Ebony, her eyes were a perfect turquoise, her lips a pale pink and her skin a light peach. I often wondered if her mother ever realised that Ebony meant 'black beauty'. But hey, who was I to complain. My mother had named me Ava Lynn Gabriella Mason, so I wasn't in the position to go judging other people.