Chat Mate (Editing)

Four: A New Perspective

❁ Kimberly Wales ❁

I'm just keeping quiet munching on my peach flavored yogurt and left the meatloaf untouched.

"I don't really like the sauce--"

"Yeah, I know." Miley interrupted.

All of a sudden, I see Troy inching towards our table and evil glares followed us across the room.

What the heck is he doing?

Is he going to talk to Miley? But I don't think they're close.

He sat on the spare seats of our table, well, there are four chairs and there's only the two of us.

"Hi!" Troy greeted.

I rolled my eyes and turned to Miley who was practically drooling over him.

What?!? Even a boyish girl like Miley would drool over this guy?

What do you see in this guy?

I kept quiet as he was waiting for our replies.

"H-Hi..." Miley stuttered.

Troy flashed his pearly whites that almost every girl swooned over and I rolled my eyes thinking how pathetic it is.

Troy faced me and I shot a glance at him.

"Hi!" He smiled.

I rolled my eyes and Miley jerked my arm playfully.

"H-Hello." I answered, still facing Miley.

"Um.. Are you mad at me?" He frowned.

"His depressed face is cute too!" Miley whispered in my ear.

I nudged her back and stared at her with an 'Are you blind' look.

Miley shot me another glare saying 'You're the blind one. Everybody thinks he's hot' look.

Troy was gazing at us, cluelessly.

Well, who wouldn't? When both of us are talking by exchanging glances to each other.

He scrambled down the seat and placed the tray on our table saying,

"Ah.. um.. can I sit here?"

"No!" I retorted.

It shocked him and Miley interrupted,

"Yes!"

"Thanks." He politely answered.

What a hypocrite.

I'm sure he is some rude jerk or something.

We finished our lunch and Troy is yapping about football and Miley's just nodding sheepishly.

♔ Heather Nichole ♔

"Ugh. He's talking to them! He talked to the losers!" Terry said, disgusted.

"Hmph. It's obvious that Troy likes me." I confidently replied, flipping my blonde hair.

But inside---

I want to tear both of their faces.

Miley and Kimberly.

I hate them.

"Are you even sure he likes you?" Terry asked doubtfully.

I stared at her and said,

"Oh please. I'm like the most beautiful girl here in school!"

"Kimberly's beautiful too.." I heard Terry mutter.

"What did you just say?!" I asked, raising my tone.