“You want me to use a pick-up line?!” Janie choked, putting down her fork and reaching for her water bottle.
“Pick-up lines don’t work!” Bess scoffed, patting her best friends back, “They only embarrass you. What kind of Flirt Expert are you?”
“No, pick-up lines don’t work when guys use them. They make them sound like ass wholes who only want to get into your pants. When girls do it, it’s different. It makes them seem cute, fun, and outgoing.” I shrugged, “And who says I’m a flirt expert anyways?”
“Only everyone.” Janie rolled her brown eyes, and shook her head. “Face it Kelsey, you can get any guy you want. At first we thought it was because you were hot.”
“But you’re not THAT hot.” Bess interrupted.
“Thanks for making me feel so damn attractive.” I muttered, playing with my straw.
“That’s when we saw you flirt with Mr. Hot-Teacher” Janie continued, ignoring my comment. “If you are that good at flirting, you are an expert.”
“So, if you think I’m such an expert, why are you questioning my advice? “ I raised an eye brow and took a sip of my smoothie.
“Because Pick-up lines don’t work.” Bess said in a “duh” tone.
“Please Kelsey,” Janie pouted, “if you give me legit advice I’ll give you twenty dollars right now.”
Kelsey Keatly wasn’t really popular. People knew who she was but they weren’t exactly begging to be friends. That was until Janie asked her for flirting tips. Next thing you know, girls all over were begging to take her “Flirting 101” class. And believe me- it is hard to turn people down when they wave easy money in your face. Unfortunately, Kelsey soon finds that the money wasn’t so easily earned after all. Can she survive all of the dates? And what has been up with her Best Friend Jace lately? Join Kelsey in her senior year and find out
"Hey! She already said she was sorry. What more do you want?!" I screamed loudly in his face. His face turned from angry to shocked. No one had ever yelled at him that way at school before.
He narrowed his eyes at me."She ruined a very expensive shirt so she needs to be punished for it," he responded, his green eyes lit with hate and anger.
"So?! You probably have a million other shirts just like it. You spoiled rich boys have no respect for others. You think you're better than everyone else. Well, let me tell you, you are the worst of the worst." I said. I couldn't believe what I had just said. I realized I had given myself a death sentence as the words flew out my mouth.
Duke was quiet for a few moments then he finally replied. "You better watch what you say girly," he said as he brushed past my shoulder. His two buddies following him from behind. I couldn't believe what I just did. It felt so invigorating. I felt as though I had an adrenalin rush. I knew that this feeling would not last for long though because I just gave the H3 a new target. Me.
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Rosette just wanted to have a nice and quiet high school life, however, high school life at Highland High Private school is anything but nice and quiet. Rosette was able to go to this school because she received a scholarship however, the school is run by three rich boys named the H3 (Handsome three). They go around just bullying everybody and anybody who makes them mad. What is worse is when a person is targeted at the school the whole school bully's them as well. One day Rosette decided it was enough and confronted Duke, the leader of the H3. After that, her whole life began to change.