HANNAH'S POV
I was out of breath from running so much, she was catching up.
The finish line was a couple meters away. At the last second, my best friend Lesley passed me & crossed the finish line.
"I win again" she said, out of breath.
"Shut up" I told her, jokingly, out of breath too.
We both went back into my house to get water to drink because we were extremely exhausted from all that running.
I went into the kitchen to grab two cups for the both of us.
"Lesley, do you want ice cubes in your water?" I asked her yelling so she could hear me.
"Yup!" she said, coming into the kitchen.
We both went upstairs to my room to relax & paint our nails & also talk about boys.
"I'm going to paint my nails purple, how about you?" I asked Lesley.
"Blue" she replied.
"Hey, Hannah, are you still crushing on Brandon?" she asked, chuckling.
"Why do you ask?" I said with a smirk on my face.
"Because I know you like him and I have a feeling he might be crushing on you too" she said.
"No, he probably doesn't like me and I'm not even up to what guys expect in girls" I said a bit sad.
"Oh come on! We all know he does and plus, you're beautiful and amazing too, you're special to be honest! " She said smiling at me.
"Aweh thanks Lesley but I'm serious" I said smiling back at her.
"Anyways, who do you like?" I asked her.
"Uhmm, you probably don't know him but his name is Connor, Connor Franta, He's soooo cute omfg" she replied with a huge grin on her face
"OhMyGod, Lesley you're literally blushing haha, next time we're together, show him to me" I said smiling & laughing at her at the same time.
After an hour of talking about guys, my mom called the both of us for dinner. She ordered a medium size cheese pizza for the three of us. Yes, my dad doesn't live with us anymore, both of my parents are divorced. Apparently, my mom spends too much money on clothes and they usually fight a lot. By a lot, I mean A LOT.
The doorbell rang, the pizza was here, I went to answer the door.
"Uh, Hi! Is this Ms. York's house?" the pizza delivery guy asked.
"Yeah, I'll take that, here's the money and a little tip for you" I said smiling.
"Thank you very much! Enjoy your pizza!" he said gratefully.
After having dinner, Lesley left to go home and I went straight to bed. I was actually really tired. The next day was Monday, which meant, School. Oh gosh.
"Hannah! You're going to be late for school, if you don't hurry up and get dressed!!" my mom said yelling.
"Alright mom! I know that, I'm really trying!" I said a bit annoyed.
I was looking for what to wear. I had to no clue. I have to look good I'm always ugly ugh, I thought to myself. I quickly put on a black TNA leggings, a black crop top, a black leather jacket with black combat boots. I had already put on my makeup which looked pretty decent for a 9th grader.
"HANNAH!!" my mom shouting at the top of her lungs xD
AGAIN, which meant I REALLY had to go. So, I quickly grabbed my backpack, grabbed my phone and hurried down the stairs. I didn't eat breakfast, I usually don't eat, I think I'm fat. Ew. It's whatever though.
After a 10 minute drive to school, I said goodbye to my mom and hurried down the hallway. It was so crowded. So many kids, 9th graders, 10th graders, 11th graders & of course 12th graders. They were walking down the hall, to and fro, and talking to each other.
After roaming through the halls, and taking everything I needed for English class, I met up with Lesley. We had English/ Language class together.
"Good Morning, Ms. York & Ms. Brooks, I see you're late to my class" Mr. Williams said.
"Oh, sorry Mr. Williams, It'll never happen again" We both said, trying not to laugh.
Lesley & I sat together. Just then a boy walked in. It was Connor but at the time, I didn't know his name.
"OhMyGod, it's him" Lesley said excitedly.
"Who?" I asked, confused.
"Him, Connor. Connor Franta" she said, slightly pointing at him.
"Ohh..." I said surprised.
I had to admit it, he was really handsome. With his darkish and light brown hair and his beautiful green eyes. Damn, and his sense of style was impressive.
"Oh, now I see how you like him, he's cute" I said to her.
"Haha, I know right, but back off, he's mine" she said, giggling.
"I never said I liked him, I just complimented him" I said giggling too.
Fortunately for Lesley, he sat right in front of us. She was basically in love with him. I was laughing the entire time because, she literally did everything she could do to talk to him. Oh gosh Lesley.
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He, Who Saved Me
Teen FictionThis story will just be written by whatever way I plan to write it. But, the ending will involve the title a lot. Although, if everything goes as planned and all is well, there might be a sequel, but as for now, there really isn't plans to write how...