Chapter 7: What The-?!

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After that fun first period and some announcements made by the class president, the bell rings and we all get up and start leaving to get to the actual torture.

"Well doll face, I'll see you tomorrow then." Caiden tells me while winking.

I roll my eyes and go up to him, "Can you please get your head out of your ass and stop calling me doll face?"

He glares at me and opens his mouth to say something but then some girl runs up to him.

'Oh great here comes another thot'

"Hey Caiden! Dad says that you can't go to band practice after school today but Mom said that you can. You just have to text her a picture of you in the library and say that you're studying or tutoring or whatever you wanna say."

Wait what?! When he said little sister, I thought he meant a seven year old sister not a mini model.

She looks a little like him. She has long black hair with blue tips. She has green eyes but she's a little shorter than me. She looks at me and I can see faint freckles on her cheeks and on the bridge of her nose.

"Hi I'm Blake! What's your name?" she asks me. I honestly forgot that she could see me. "I'm Roseanne but you can call me Rosie or Annie. Whatever you prefer." I smile at her.

She looks at Caiden and asks him what he calls me and he tells her, "I call her Ross. Doesn't she look like a Ross?" he asks her.

I glare at him but she just looks me up and down and goes around me. I stand still and wait for her response. "Nah. She looks like a Rosie. She puts on a tough girl act so no one messes with her but she's an actual sweetheart. Her favorite chips are Takis but not without hot sauce and some lemon in it. She prefers the truth straight up and she knows all kinds of weird facts and she is a true feminist."

My jaw drops open. How does she know all these things? I- I never told anyone here any of these things. What the-

"Yeah Blake is like this. She can read people so easily. Many people think she's a psychic but she just learns who you are by your posture, clothing, and even how you decorate your backpack." Caiden tells me.

I look at my bag and I see my pins that say things like 'Stress' in pastel colors and 'Cries In Spanish' and 'Equality'.

Ohhh that's how she did it. It still doesn't explain how she knows I like Takis with lemon and hot sauce.

"Your fingers are red that's how I could tell you like spicy chips. I just assumed that it was Takis.", Blake tells me, as if she read my mind.

"Well I feel exposed now. I shall now leave. Bye Blake I hope you have a good day."

I look up at Caiden and he looks at me expecting a goodbye, "Not you. Just Blake." I turn around and I pray to God that my hair flipped cause then I'd look pretty cute.

As I walk away I hear Blake whisper something to Caiden and I hear him groan but then he agrees. I hear someone running after me and I feel someone pulling my arm. I'm about to punch someone in the face but then I see Blake's.

"Oh hey Blake." She smiles at me and says, "I like you. You're certainly not like the other girls Caiden talks to." Well it's actually confirmed that he's a player.

"So here's an exclusive invitation: Do you wanna come and watch my brothers band practice next week? I'll be there too and I'm kinda in the band but it'd be so cool to have another girl there! There's one other girl she plays bass but she's not too talkative. So do you wanna go and watch us?" she asks me. I can tell she wants me to go cause of the way she smiles.

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