My childhood best friend just moved back...and he's a total God
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Chapter 4! Here we go!
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If you don't believe me
If you don't like my plans
You mustn't tell me
How I know your face like the back of my hands
We walk the city,
I talk so you understand
So won't you tell me
How I know this place like the back of my hand
My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold
Of me out there
Uuuuuuuuuuuugh! Stupid alarm. I reach over and blindly grab my iPod. I turn off my alarm. I had the song February Air by Lights set as an alarm. I love that song!
I go to the bathroom and take a quick shower. Then I blow dry my hair and straighten it. I apply some eyeliner and mascara and then go back to my room. I open my closet and grab a cute short flowy black skirt. I grab a turquoise v-neck t-shirt and a black lace undershirt. I throw on a cute cropped black leather jacket and add a black necklace with a heart. My style varies. One day I'll be really cute and girly and the next I'll be punky and sassy.
I run downstairs and grab a granola bar. I shout bye to my mom and run out the door. I see Zane waiting with his motorcycle in the driveway. I remember that I agreed to let him take me to school. I quickly shove my granola bar in my mouth and swallow it. My eyes water as it goes down my throat. I obviously didn't chew it as much as I should have.
"Hey Bri," Zane said with a smirk.
"Hey," I grumbled. "What's with the smirk Mr.?" I asked
"Oh nothing," he said nonchalantly. "Why don't you hop on the bike?" he said with an even bigger smirk. He hops on and pats behind him.
"Oook," I said and gave him a weird look. I walk over to the bike and start to get on. The moment I try to get my leg over the seat, my skirt comes up. I immediately stop and get off. Oooooh so that's why he's laughing. How Was I supposed to know that it would be so damn hard to get on a motorcycle with such a short skirt?? Damn damn damn! I attempt to get on again with no avail.
"Crap," I mutter.
"What's the problem Bri? Why are you taking so long?" he said trying to hold back fits of laughter.
"Ugh! Don't ask! You know the problem! Now how am I supposed to get on without showing anyone my underwear?" I ask desperately.
"Well there's really not a good way...but if you get on fast you won't show too much," he said with a grin,
"This sucks," I say as I hop on. I managed not to show too much of my underwear, but that becomes a problem when I'm sitting. I have to spread my legs apart a little so I can sit properly. Well this is awkward...I'm sitting pressed up to Zane with my bright pink underwear practically flashing everyone who's driving past.
Zane is laughing really hard now. "I think everyone's gonna end up seeing your underwear no matter what! Now you've learned you lesson! Never wear short skirts when your gonna ride on a motorcycles," he said.
"Yeah, Yeah," I said as I wrapped my arms around his stomach, which was very toned, and pressed my knees into his hips.
"I quite like this," Zane said with another smirk.
"Shut up!" I screamed as he pulled out of the driveway.
After a long time we arrive at school. Zane parks the bike and I hop off. I fall on the ground with a thud. I hear Zane chuckle. I'm content on staying on the ground and pretending that this whole day is already over. I feel strong arms wrap around my body and hoist me up.
"Come on! It wasn't that bad!" Zane said with a smile
"Yes it was!" I complain.
"Come on, let's go," he says, dragging me along.
We walk into school and split up to go find our lockers. I sigh as I open mine and grab my social studies books out. On my way to class I happen to witness a cat fight. Good Lord! And on the first day of school! I watch the girls duke it out as I get the 411 on how it started.
Apparently, the brunette is the victim and the blonde is the girl who started it. I guess the brunette started dating blondies ex boyfriend over the summer and blondie was soooooo not ok with that. The brunette and the boy are still dating so blondie threatened her and told her to stay away from him. The brunette refused and that's when the catfight started. It was quite entertaining watching these two girls claw each others faces off but someone's gotta end this before they get seriously hurt.
"Hey!" I yell as I walk over to them. "Stop fighting!" I scream lamely as I throw myself in-between them. After a couple seconds of getting scratched and bitten I finally managed to separate these two girls.
"You two are not wild animals! Use your words like big girls should!" I yelled.
"You're a skanky bitch!" the blond yelled.
"You're a jealous slut!" the brunette yelled
"Ok obviously this is not working!" I said.
"Blondie, he's not your boyfriend anymore! He's her boyfriend!" I say pointing to the brunette. "So let it go and move on. Stop being a bitch because you want what she has. Life's not fair so get over it!" I yell.
The blonde gives me a death glare and reluctantly stalks off.
The brunette turns to me.
"Thanks," she says sincerely. "That chick has lost it! I nearly crapped my pants when she lunged at me with this crazy look in evil little eyes." she fake shudders.
"Yeah no problem," I say.
"I'm Cassie," she says. "What's your name?"
"I'm Brianna and I'm also going to be late for Social Studies!" I reply.
"I'm going to social studies too!" she squeals.
"Cool! Let's go!" I say happily.
We run to class. I yank open the door and Cassie shuts it behind her. The teacher glares at us. I look at the clock. We still had 1 minute to spare. We run to our seats and sit. I'm next to Cassie and my friend Cherri (pronounced sheree). Me and Cherri exchange smiles then face the front of the classroom.
I listen to the teacher drone on and on about...Well...I actually have no idea because I haven't really been paying attention! Thankfully, after what seemed like forever, the bell rang. I grabbed my books and headed out the door. Cherri and Cassie join me. It turns out they both have algebra 2 also. We all walk to our lockers then join each other and walk to class. We walk through the door and Look around for Zane. Once I see him, I smile. He sees me too and gives a little wave. He motions me to sit by him. I start walking over to the empty seat next to him.
"Who's the hottie?" Cassie asks.
"Yes, please do tell!" exclaims Cherri.
"That's Zane," I say. He was my neighbor when we were kids. Then he moved away. And now he moved back and he's here." I explain.
I walk over and take the empty seat by Zane. Cherri and Cassie follow suit.
"Hi, I'm Cassie," Cassie says.
"And I'm Cherri!" she says, butting in.
"Uh hi. I'm Zane," he says.
"Hi Zane!" they say in unison.
"Um yeah I think you already said that," he says looking at them oddly.
They both start giggling like that was the funniest thing they've ever heard. Zane shoots me a "WTF" look and I give him an "I have no clue" face.
It kinda seems like they like him. A ping of jealousy runs through me. I think that's because I like him too. I ponder on these thoughts for the rest of class. Once the bell rings I'm up and out of my seat. I walk out of the classroom with Cherri following close behind.
"Hey," Cherri says. "Would you mind if I asked Zane out?"
"Oh, well I, I don't know," I stutter completely surprised by the question.
"OH! You like him! I'm so sorry! I won't ask him out," she says sincerely.
"Thanks," I say giving her a big grin.
We walk down the hall, arms linked, when Cassie comes running up to us.
"Guess what!" she says excitedly. "I just asked Zane out and he said yes!"
Wow that took me a long time to type!
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I added a pic of Cherri!