RELATIONSHIP with men sucks most time.
Yes my ex.
He'd left me for some- Ellie-I'm -the -prettiest-skyle.
I wasn't expecting less tho. I was as invisible as a germ, Well you can't see me except with the aid of a microscope. Funny right?
Anyways that was Yesterday news. Now it felt like a bandaged scar being ripped open.
Speaking of the real news. Lute Branson is the main scoop.
A popular athlete with blue hypnotic eyes, well chiseled face and killer abs-
Damn he's hot.
I mean super hot -
"What are you staring ....C'mon tiff, that guy comes from a totally different world,he can never be yours" My best friend, nelda said perking me out of my thoughts.
She'd caught me staring at the poster of the school hero.
" yeah I know" I sighed.
The school environment was buzzing hard with students both old and freshman, some had new hairstyles over the week. Adler high never cease to amaze me with its classic students. As for me I hadn't intended to get off bed but unfortunately it was the first day of school after a long boring weekend.
" you had a class with him last week didn't you?" Nelda asked.
"Yes"
Nelda closed her locker with a slight bang after ransacking her ransacking it for long.
"What happened"She probed further.
Having a class with him was like flinging golden tickets in the air and she'd thought I'd sat close to him.
"Nothing..." I rolled my eyes at her as we walked down the noisy hall, everyone busy with one thing or the other. "Probably for the best". What's the point of talking about it. Unlike lute I'm just an unpopular sixteen year old girl. He wouldn't even take a look at me.
"What about your new locker, did you restock it?"nelda asked suddenly changing the topic.
My old locker had gotten stuck and couldn't close. I'd plan on getting a new one but I wasn't ready.
"No... but I intended to do so after school" I replied.
"You won't believe what happened tiff, the beauts finally accepted me in their group"After a few minutes of silence Nelda's eyes glistened with delight as she updated me on her weekend.
Golden opportunity, a rare one.
The beauts - Brianna, Ellie,Amber,umar,Trish and Sandra.
And yes Ellie Skyle, the one with my ex.
They are a group of talented dancers with high sense of fashion. But seriously though nelda is really lucky to be in their group cause it is the most popular crew of the year.
"They asked me to join them after school"she continued.
Great.
I was going to be alone all day.
" oh there they are. Brianna!" Nelda screamed. Down the corridor, six girls walked further away from us. Sandra had a Minnie bow on her blonde hair while the rest laugh at whatever she was saying.
"amber!" She screamed again trying to get the attention of the girls. Probably they didn't hear her Or were they pretending?.
After a few unsuccessful efforts of getting to her new crew she finally waved me goodbye.
Nelda's really lucky to have new friends unlike me, I'd spent my whole weekend applying for jobs I didn't even get any feedbacks.
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School closed, I was the first of the few that had sprinted out. First I'd gone to the principaI's office to register for a new locker now I walk down the empty corridor while counting on the lockers. Mr Hutchinson had given me number 036 and I'm having a hard time finding it. At first He'd rechecked my profile thinking I was a freshman. I wasn't surprised. This is my senior year in Adler high school yet The name Tiff mower never seem to exists.
Then I spotted number 036.
Phew
"You looking for something?" a voice echoed behind me and I stiffened stoping dead in my tracks.
I turned to face a broad Chest lined with ribs.
Definitely not a ghost cause ghosts don't move about at broad daylight, do they?
Standing confidently is lute branson, hands akimbo with a towel draped over his shoulders and His hair dripping wet with water. Probably from the basketball field.
His charming smirk weakened my knees.
"Did you also come to take a peek?" He scoffed.
The butterflies in my stomach gave a festive rumble.
You don't amuse me" I quickly chided myself mentally. Don't know where I got the confident from tho.
"Really...?" He chuckled.
I rolled my eyes at him. Just because he's the school hero doesn't mean everyone would fall for his charming features.
"...but I don't see any difference ?" He walked closer while I trailed my steps backward.
"Is this how you meddle in people's aff-"
"Are you a freshman?" He cut my question with his. countless times I'd be asked that question but then I couldn't blame them.
"No" My spinal cord finally hit one of the lockers.
" admit it you came to stare" he whispered moving closer.
My brain did a little rethinking and I held out my hand "No...!"I sighed.
He stopped.
"..first I didn't come to stare and second You're invading in my privacy and besides what are you doing here? " that's the most stupidest question ever. He's lute Branson, the popular athlete, he could be anywhere he wants.
He tilted his head, his lip tuck up in a mischievous smile.
"I should be asking you that since you're the one standing on my way, can I get to my locker please?"
So rude.
I took a closer look at the locker I'd been leaning on.
Locker 035.
Lute's locker Close to mine?
Holy crap.