Chapter 1

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Chloe's POV

I watched the clock with my eyes half open. When is that darned bell going to ring? I will fall asleep before I can get out of here. "Earth to Chloe. Come in Chloe." Someone's voice whispered in my ear. I swatted them away with my hand without taking my eyes off the clock. Lunch time was just too close and I couldn't give up now. "God damn it Chloe! I have gossip for you!" Gossip? Gossip... I do enjoy my gossip. Meh, the clock can wait.

I slowly turned my head to look at my blonde haired friend, "Spill Anna."

She smiled triumphantly and leaned in closer to whisper to me, "We've got new kids. More importantly drool worthy, hot, brother, new kids." She moved her eye brows in a suggestive way, "I hear they all have the best six pacs in the whole school now."

I rolled my eyes, "Their all yours."

She smirked and sat back in her seat, "I know."

I couldn't hold back my laugh, she was acting like a child. Does she really think I care about hot new brothers going to our school? Once upon a time I might have, but not anymore. I turned my gaze back to the clock just in time for the bell to ring. Dang it! She distracted me!

We both gathered our things and walked out of the class before everyone else. Our lockers were right beside each other so we headed there first. Some how we were in sinc as we opened our lockers, threw our books inside, grabbed our purses and shut our lockers. I took my phone out as my red haired friend Samantha and my black haired friend Michelle, joined us. We started our walk towards the cafeteria and I hit speed dial 2 on the screen before placing it against my ear. With me in the middle of our little group, people made room for us in the halls. Like always. It's like their scared of me or something.

The phone rang twice before he picked up, "Hello my beautiful."

I smiled at the sound of his voice, "Hey hansome."

Anna made a gagging noise from beside me and I stuck my tounge out at her in return.

"What are you up to this fine day?" He asked me.

"Well right now I'm walking to the cafeteria for lunch." The cafeteria doors opened and we stepped inside. Most peoples eyes turned to us, just like every other day.

"Save me some food, I'm starving."

I laughed, "You're always starving."

"True," I could just see him shrugging his shoulders.

"Hows the shoot going?" I asked walking over to the food table. My eyes scanned over the variety of food they had set out for today and they landed on the pizza.

"Meh, it was boring until you called," I heard some snickers and different comments coming from the background.

"I'm sure I made your day so much better," I laughed as I grabbed the massive slice of peperoni pizza and placed it onto a plate then onto my tray. "Are the guys there with you?" I asked as I walked over to pay for my food.

He sighed deeply, "Sadly, yes they are."

"Tell them I say hi," I smiled to my friends as we walked over to our table.

I heard some murmuring in the background, "They all say hi too." He chuckled, "But sadly I have to go now. I'll see you soon luv."

"Bye, hope you have a safe flight."

"I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled as I hung up the phone and placed it back inside my purse.

"After you finish fantisizing about what you and your british boyfriend are going to do once he shows up, you might want to notice that the new kids are drooling over you," Samantha whispered into my ear.

I rolled my eyes ay her, "Honestly I could care less. Right now its just me and this giant slice of pizza." I picked it up and took a huge bite out of it that obviously wasn't very attractive.

All my friends grimaced at me, "You know how everyone has that one friend that can eat everything and yet they still never get fat?" Michelle asked me and I nodded in understanding, "Well you are thta one friend."

I shrugged, "I have a good metabolisim, I guess."

"Hey remember how I said the new kids were drooling over you?" Samantha whispered in my ear once again, "Wll they are on their way over here right now."

I stifened slightly and set down my pizza slowly. When am I going to get a break?

"Hey," A deep voice said from above me. I turned and looked at who this kid was. He had black shaggy hair and lots of muscle. He could pass as a male model.

"Um... can I help you or something?" I asked as he sat down beside me. His brothers kept a slight distance from behind me. I'm starting to think that they might not let me leave.

"I think you might be able to," He smirked as he wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned colser to me.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold up!" I stood up and held my hands up in surrender. He looked confused as to why I didn't seem to enjoy being near him. Player. "This is my personal bubble," I made frantic hand motions around my body. "You do not enter my personal bubble. I'm not sure how things work where you're from, but here we don not invade people's personal bubble's without their permission." I grabbed my purse from where I was sitting and gave him an angry glare, "And you sure as hell do not have my permission."

With that I turned on my heel and stomped out of the cafeteria. I mean who the hell does he think he is? I'm not to trying to sound snobby or anything, but he can't just walk up to me and do something like that. Does he not know who I am? Does he live under a freaking rock?

Tyler's POV

"And you sure as hell do not have my permission," She spat in my face then turned away and stomped out of the cafeteria. What the hell did I do wrong? I looked at my brothers who were just as confused as me. I thought your mate was supposed to welcome you. She was supposed to just fall into my arms... right? She was supposed to want me to hold her. So why didn't mine?

"You fucking idiot!" One of her friends screamed at me. I winced slightly at how loud her voice had gotten. The little blonde girl grabbed my ear and started to drag me out of the other side of the cafeteria between her two little fingers. Which really hurt by the way. She dropped me in the middle of the empty hallway and looked down at me with her face turning red from anger. "Who the hell do you think you are pulling something like that?!"

"what do you mean?" I was overly confused now.

She ran a hand throguh her hair in frustration, "do you live under a fucking rock?" I shook my head no, "Do you even know who she is?" Angain, I shook my head no, "She is Chloe Palmer. International model and girlfriend of Eric Watkins. Who is a part of the famous international british boy-band 'Long Live'. You canNOT flirt with her."

Wow. She's a model. She has a boyfriend. He is part of a famous boy-band. How the hell did I end up with her as a mate?

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