Stars

01

"He's staring at you again, Genna," my best friend, Caitlyn, whispered to me.

I put down my sandwich, and casually looked around the cafeteria. My eyes grazed the faces of my classmates, until they briefly connected with a pair of hazel orbs. I continued looking around, as if I wasn't looking for that stare in particular, before returning to my food.

"I don't know why he's been doing this. It's been a week," I muttered.

Caitlyn shrugged her delicate shoulders. "Maybe he likes you."

I snorted. "No way. He'd go for a girl like Penny over in the corner with her friends."

We both turned to look at the large group of girls sitting at the circular corner table. They all had pin straight hair that shone with the hair oil they put in it, and their clothes showed a little too much skin. I wasn't one to judge people, but they weren't leaving much for the mind to imagine with their outfits. They had the bodies to show off, so I was glad they had the confidence to wear those clothes. It wasn't my taste, however.

Penny was the leader of that group. She was tall, with silky black hair, an upturned nose, and beautiful blue eyes. She constantly wore rings with shining gems, showing off her wealth, as if the expensive clothes she wore and the shiny car she drove didn't show it enough.

She's never done anything to me, so I couldn't say I didn't dislike her. I've also never had a decent conversation with her, so I couldn't say I liked her either. From what I've heard, though, is that she's a big snob, and likes to use boys. I didn't really like that, but it was her choices. She was the one that would have to deal with the consequences.

Caitlyn chuckled. "I bet he would. Ethan could pick from one of her friends."

"Hey guys," a loud voice said from a few tables over.

"Speak of the devil," Caitlyn grumbled and twirled her spaghetti around her fork.

A tall boy with messy, espresso brown hair with purple streaked in it above his forehead spoke to a table full of his friends as he sat down. His exposed arms bore the dark ink of many tattoos, and his face and ears were peppered with numerous piercings.

His constant companion sat down next to him, flaunting that famous smirk that made girls swoon. Ethan's twin, Grayson, was the owner of the hazel eyes that were staring at me earlier. He was a bit taller than Ethan, but looked exactly like him except he styled his shorter differently, and he had blonde streaked into it. He, too, had numerous tattoos and piercings.

"Hey dude. What's up?" Their best friend, Jack Dail, spoke up.

I don't know how Jack got mixed in with some of the baddest kids in school, but he seemed to like his friends. He was tall and scrawny, with cheerful blue eyes and fluffy blonde hair. He didn't exactly fit the group he hung out with, but no one questioned it.

Ethan went on to explain something that had happened last night, but I had drowned him out. I was more focused with my food than I was with boys and their yelling.

"Hey, do you want to come over to my house tonight?" I asked Caitlyn.

"Is that even a question? I'll bring the pizza," she said, smiling.

I chuckled. "I'll provide the pop."

"What movie?"

"Definitely a comedy."

"Is it sad that this is becoming a routine with us?" She asked, finishing up her lunch. She began to stack everything up on her styrofoam tray.

"Not at all. We have more fun together than we ever would going to a party," I told her.