Let's Be Perfect

"Please Bonnie, I'm sexy and you wanna touch me." He ran a hand down his school shirt and I mock scoffed, tossing back my head. The wavy, knotty strands of dark brown hair flew around for a moment before settling behind my shoulders. I shook my head once again, bringing them to the front and hitting the back of Josh's head.

"I think you'll find that's me." I stuck my tongue out and Josh, bit his lip and smiled. I stared, transfixed at Josh's mouth for a moment but then snapped out of it. What am I doing?

He pushed back a lock of his hair, and his green eyes flittered around the classroom. "Sure that's why I see the boys are flocking round you," Carrie entered the room and looked over at Josh but he didn't seem to notice, just like he doesn't notice how the room hushes slightly when he comes in.

I pressed my hands one over the other and tilted my head to the side, batting my eyelashes. "Oh, they do when you're not looking and when you are it's not my fault they're too busy flocking around the sex symbol that is your sister to notice the slightly less sexual me."

Me and Josh have been friends since we were eleven and I wouldn't change it for anything. Our somewhat secret friendship is sacred to me. I don't even tell, Karina, my best friend about what we talk about. Not saying what we talk about is anything important at all but I feel it is.

Boy, I sound possessive. He's not even mine to be possessive over. He has a girlfriend, Carrie, and why wouldn't he. He is considered perfect, like his twin sister Violet. But, thing is, I don't even think he likes Carrie, but then again, I'm biased, I hate her more than I hate banana's (and, baby Jesus I hate banana's)

As I said, Josh and Violet are perfect. Top in everything, you name it they're great at it. Plus they're popular, I don't even know how we've stayed friends.

But Josh's home life, is never spoken about, by either of the twins. I don't want to pry but, of course, I want to know.

Awful Summary :(