A/n. Souhm hi. This is my first book and I'm pretty nervous. The prologue will be the only part in first person and uh yeah. Enjoy I guess...
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I pushed the double doors open, walking into the cafeteria.
It's funny. Six months ago, I was doing the exact same thing but last time was different. Last time I was alone.
You see, six months ago, I was the 'new kid'. Having just moved to this school, I walked into the cafeteria alone, turning almost every head with me. I guess new kids were kind of a big deal here.
But I heard the whispers and I'm not gonna lie. Yeah, most of them were girls. And yeah, most of them were along the lines of 'is he the new kid?' 'wow isn't he cute'.
Now don't get me wrong; I don't mind compliments all the time. But it just bugs me that people can judge so easily. It's almost like an instinct. A reflex. And although I received no bad comments of judgement, I was still judged. I guess I just don't like the fact that people are instantly judged or labelled by their outside.
Now six months later, I'm 'Mr popular'. If you're not aware what 'Mr popular' means, let me enlighten you.
Mr populars are known to be loaded, attractive, sporty, good with the ladies and all that other shabang.
Well here's the thing. I'm not rich. My parents are. I'm most definitely not sporty. I mean, yeah I do weight lifting but that's pretty much where it ends. To be completely honest, I'm a lazy piece of shit and if I had it my way, I would never leave my bed. Bed is my one prized possession. Well, that and my hair product.
Six months later and I have the school wrapped around my finger. Let me elaborate.
First, there's Haayle (make sure you remember that it's a double 'a') This girl; wow. She's model material. She's funny, random (and I mean extremely random), a blast to be around and most probably my closest girl friend. I may or may not have had the slightest crush on her when I first moved...
Next, there's Sophie; a beautiful girl, funny, quite the queen of bitch, just pure amazing and plays for both teams...if you know what I mean.
Jacob- or Jay, as he prefers, is the man. Everybody refers to us as the 'twin J's'. Extremely sexual and he has a thing with Soph.
Finally, there's Mitch. He's my best friend and while I love all my mains, Mitch and I are almost identical in every way except looks.
Oh. And there's my lovely little angel Courtney.
Courts is my girlfriend of three months now. She's beautiful; inside and out. She's the only thing that comes close to my love for sleep and Cher Lloyd. To me, she's perfect. Flaws and all. At least- that's what I keep trying to tell myself.
That's all the kid's you gotta know to be 'cool' here. We are the ones you wanna be.
Now yes while I hang out with all the popular kids, that's not the only way I have free rein of the school. There has yet to be one teacher at Cranberry High to say 'no' to Jacob Anderson.
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Runaway
Любовные романыMeet Jacob Anderson. Rich boy. Highly attractive. Quiet the charmer. A fine body. And popular. Yeah okay. I know what you're thinking. Rich, popular, beautiful; surely he's a big headed, self obsessed, sporty, annoying jerk, right? Wrong. In fact...