POV- Branden
Then I saw her. She was unlike any girl I had ever seen. She didn't look fake or like she even tried to look hot. But it was definitely her. The girl I had been staring at a couple days ago down town before she had noticed and glared at me. Her jet black hair was up in spikes and she looked super bad ass. She was hot, but in a different way. I leaned over the counter and said to Jake " Who's that?" He grunted and then replied
" Thats my sister Caselle. She'll be going to our school." Casey looked up when he said that and then glared at him and turned to me.
" It's Casey." She said,then walked out of the room. My eyes followed her until she was out of sight. I looked over at Jake and opened my mouth but then he said
" I know I know. She's a pain in the ass, and she looks like and idiot."
" No man! Thats not what I was gonna say. She's so different " I said and stared at the door that she had just left from.
" Yah, well you'll see how weird she is if you keep hanging out here. She doesn't really go out with her friends or anything. Look man, I don't mean to kick you out but....." Jake said.
" No man I got it. I have to get home too."
" Okay see you later." Jake said as I headed towards the door. As I walked home I thought about her. "Casey...." I mumbled.
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She's a Punk rocker
Teen FictionSome girls like perfect hair, manicures, the one perfect boy, Justin Beiber and make up. But Casey's different. She likes any kind of punk music, she doesn't care about her jet black hair, and she doesn't like people. Maybe thats what got his atten...
