Mine (ON HOLD)

Chapter 2 • EDITED

Whatever, doesn't matter if he's staring.

I got out of my car and walked silently to the entrance.

I'm 5'6, I have long chocolate brown hair, and crystal blue eyes.

I looked around and saw tons of people with their tongues down each others throats. Whether they were dating or not, they were making out like no tomorrow.
Innocent bystanders stood as far from them as possible, looking about as uncomfortable as I'm feeling.

I honestly think I'm forever alone. I really do. I mean, why do I need a man when I have a fridge.

What matters is what's inside, so there's an obvious winner here folks.

Mr. Fridge doesn't cause drama and won't cheat on me with other women, I have a mini fridge in my room for myself, after I begged and begged. I bought myself one because my mom wouldn't.

My thoughts were interrupted by my best friend, Emma.

"HI! How was your summer?!" Emma asked. I love this woman, I'd tell her anything. At 5'5 with big blue eyes and medium dark brown hair, she's the happiest person I know.

"Great! Yours?" I answered but her mind was elsewhere.

"Hottie is looking at you."

"What?" I said, looking around the school parking lot curiously.

I followed her gaze and creeper from his car was staring at me again, then he looked like he was about to come up to me but my brother approached him.

"They know each other?" I mumbled.

Aaron's never brought him over before.

"Ugh, now he's off limits." Said Emma, disturbing my thoughts again.

"What?"

"Well he's best pals with your older brother apparently, wouldn't that be awkward?"

"Well yeah," I chuckled, "of course. And he must be older than me."

I started walking to class, attempting to stop thinking about him but alas, I was defeated by my curiosity.

I let out a sigh and continued my journey to class.