She's Mine!

Chapter 1

I took a deep breathe.

Ok, no big deal all I'm doing is walking out in front of about 400 people, no biggie.......I mean it's not like this isn't my old school or anything.

Before I could stop freaking myself out Kylie walked over and grabbed both my hands.

"You are overreacting. Take deep breathes with me." She instructed as she breathed in deeply and then out deeply. I mimicked her movement.

"There better?" She asked all cheerily like she wasn't about to teach the 400 people she saw.

"You know what?...No it didn't." Shaking my head and releasing myself out of her grip. She put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes.

I couldn't help but be jealous of her good looks and personality. She was super tall with killer model legs, blond hair that stopped at the middle of her back, bright green eyes, and a gorgeous body. Today she was wearing slacks and a light pink button up shirt, and black pumps. She had her hair up and black eyeliner surrounding those gorgeous green eyes. I couldn't help the envies feelings that flowed through me, not only was she beautiful she worked well under pressure and took shit from no one.

I probably looked like the ugly step-sister compared to her. I was very short standing at 4'10 without my heels on, I had wavy long bright red hair that I dyed just recently, and dark brown eyes. I was very curvaceous and even though I hated my body sometimes I figured I would rather be plump than to abandon all foods just for the sake of it.

There were four of us being presented today and out of all of them I was the only one wearing a pencil skirt. It was black and it hugged my but like a second skin making it look even bigger than I wanted it. I had on a white see through silk button shirt that had some ruffles at the top and closer to my wrists puffed out. I had on skyscraper black high heels making me look 5'1 and making my legs look like they were never ending.

I let my hair fall down in soft waves today and just put on some black eyeliner, mascara, and some lip gloss. I blushed a little at the thought that maybe I was overdressed.

Nah I'm fine I thought to myself as I heard the crowd on the other side of the curtain get louder.

I silently walked over and peeked from the side to look at the crowd. Before I could open the heavy dark blue curtain enough to look out a hand gripped it above my head and shut it. I looked up to see a huge hand and I silently followed it looking at the arm and then the body it was connected to. I turned so my back was facing the body and I looked up bending my head so I saw an upside down view of the person.

I held my breath as my sight came into contact with the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. He had dark black hair that was long and messy giving him a sexy 'I just woke up' look, and bright green eyes that had a slight tint of blue in them. He was about 6'7 towering over me, and even with the suit trying to cover it up you could tell he worked out daily. He brought a hand up and put it on my cheek.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" He asked his Irish accent slightly evident in his voice, I swooned just a little every time I heard it.

"I'm not that pretty, Justin." I whispered my eyes scanning the stage in case anyone saw us, my eyes snapped back to his and without breaking eye contact I turned my body so I was now facing him.

"Oh, I think you are. In fact I think I might just have to have one of the others do the speech while I took you to the back of the big. Dark. Stage." He said as he grabbed my chin and made sure I was looking at him, I bit my bottom lip.

"If you did would that mean I was a bad girl? Would you punish me?" I whispered grabbing his tie and smirking at the evidence of how much I really affected him.