Chapter Three - Karen Cosby

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CHAPTER THREE

We finally reached school. Devon parked his car on the side where he always used to. As Devon turned the car off a loud bang went from the back of the car.

"And they have arrived at last!" Emma shouted while slapping the car of Devon. 

Emma Carter. My best friend since middle school. How did we met? Well, we met at my mom's office. Emma's mom tried to encourage Emma to sing and record her song at Sony Records where my mom works. But Emma didn't want any of it. So she ran out of the recording studio, got lost and ended up hiding at my mom's office and saw me. I hid her in my mom's bathroom when her manager asked if she was there. And that's how we started knowing each other. She has a great voice actually.

I just don't get why she doesn't want to record her own music and become famous. Maybe she just doesn't want any attention in public.

Devon got startled by the way of what Emma was doing. So he jumped out of the car and scolded Emma.

"Can you slap other cars except mine?" Devon said and pointing to a direction where there are lots of cars parked. Emma's face was flushed and I can see that she was really scared of Devon. 

Sometimes, Devon can really be a badass and can't control his temper. So I hopped out of the car to stop the mess.

"Calm your tits Devon." I said, and raising both of my hands on shoulder-level. Devon rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Where's Logan anyway?" He said as he started tapping on his phone, texting.

Logan Micheals. Devon's best friend. How did they met? I don't know. Logan is Emma's boyfriend. They have been together for a year.

"He's coming." Emma replied.

"How'd you know?" Devon said, rotating his head and trying to search is there is any sign of Logan. But he didn't find him.

"I can sense him." Emma said and raised her eyebrows. 

After seconds of standing I saw Logan heading towards us. He and Devon did a brofist. Devon was still startled by the way Emma can sense Logan. So his eyebrows were still frowned.

"You're creepy." Devon said to Emma. And all she did was stick out her tongue and act childish.

"Let's head to our classes now, shall we?" Logan intimidated to end Devon's and Emma's conversation. All of us nodded and headed to our lockers. I walked on Devon's side. And I admit, we look cute with this matching hoodie. Everybody was staring at us as we passed through the hallway. Logan and Devon were popular in this school. They're football players, and basketball as well. And they've brought record to this school as much as I know of. So every student were proud of the two of them when they knew that they were the star players of every team.

I saw a couple of girls staring at me with intentions. They are burning holes on my back. Devon, Emma, Logan, and I have lockers which stand beside each other. As I placed my books inside my locker, I can still see those girls looking at me. What now? Did I like, kill someone? Or even murdered one? Well who the fuck are they to stare at me like that?

"Don't worry. They're just insecure." Devon whispered in my ear which sent tingles down my spine. I have this weird chills everytime he whispers something very serious to me. I nodded and smiled at him.

I saw him look back at those girls harshly. They soon saw Devon staring at them. Then there was this girl in the middle of their group, she has long black hair. Green eyes, and a tanned complexion. I think remember her now.

Karen Cosby. 

Everyone calls her KC since those were her two initials. She was the school's playgirl since middle school. She tricks boys just to get her stuffs she wants. And even uses the nerds to get something for her. And in short, yes, she is a bitch.

She waved at Devon and gave him a sweet smile. And mouthed the words 'call me', then winked at Devon. I looked at Devon and I can see that he was disgusted. 

He just smiled at waved back at her, then turned back to me.

"Happy?" Devon whispered again. This time his voice was more sexy. And yes, it sent me much more chills. I soonly thanked him for doing that then headed to my class.

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