After gym I met up with Baylee, after putting on my regular clothes.
"So have you met anyone who, I don't know, like?" She coiled a sly smiled and winked. I rolled my eyes and let out a weak laugh.
"Um, noo." I answered, pondering whether I liked him or not.
"Who do you like!?" She insisted, giving me wide eyes.
"I just said I don't like anyone!" I replied, while still laughing.
She eyed me over then sighed,
"Fine, but you will. There are tons of yummy guys!" She said, in a diffrent, more girly tone.
I managed a laugh and pulled away my gaze.
"Yummy?" I questioned, I thought it was funny, her choice of vocabulary, but I wouldn't be caught saying it.
"Yes! These guys here are smoking!" almost every girl around us let out a "Mmm" and they all giggled, me and Baylee joining them.
"I bet you'll like Zach, everyone does." She said, giving all the girls a hungry face.
"What's your next period?" I asked, I had Mr. Reidmon, World History.
"World History, Mr. Reidman," She replied, not catching my eyes.
"Me too!" I exclaimed, happy that she would be in there with me.
"Zach's in there too, and that guy you were staring at too." She smiled, snapping her eyebrows.
"Oh, sounds fun!" I said, kind of sarcastically, glad that I might have the chance to meet that guy.
"Okay, Zach is right there." Baylee said, walking right past Mr. Reidmon.
Mr. Reidmon was in his late thirties, he had a catepillar like mustache, with a matching white beard. He was wearing a tuck in shirt with some khakis and a red tie. I had smiled at him and he nodded, knowing who I was and why I was walking into his class. Baylee took a seat across from me and we placed our book-bags down.
Baylee turned to me and grinned,
"Isn't he cute?" She asked, turning around again to see Zach.
"Which one is he?" I asked, I wasn't focusing the first time because I was looking at that guy, whom I still didn't have the name of.
Baylee jabbed a finger in the air at a guy.
He had shaggy brown hair and brown eyes, which were a very pale brown. He was pretty well built and he wore a tight fitting t-shirt which hugged his figure, quite nicely. I had to admit, he was adorable.
"Like?" Baylee asked, in that girly tone she had used before.
"Yes." I murmured. Baylee lit up, and looked at me. Trying to avoid further conversation about who I liked, I inched my look to that guy.
"Who's that?" I asked, pointing with my eyes.
"Oh, the misfit, his name is Jasper, he's really creepy. Do you like him?" She asked, shuddering.
"No, whose that?' I asked, trying to make it seem as if I were just trying to get to know people.
"That is-" She went on and on about who was who until the bell rang and we went to lunch.
Jasper, what a nice name...
I thought as we were walking.
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Caught in the MiddleTeen Fiction
Izabella is an average girl, although preferred to be called Izii. Her father has recently received a new job in a different part of the state and she can't wait to start out new. She thinks everything will be better, but really things are getting w...