It was only the 2nd week of Jounior year and already my two best girls could only think about one thing:
"You two are some kind of crazy!" I said to them at lunch one day.
"What do you mean?" asked Christie, a gorgous blonde with an envy worthy tan and dark brown eyes.
"I mean, youve only just met these guys and your already head-over-heels in love. They're all you talk about!"
"Come on, Hal! You've seen them, too! They're gods!" said Josie as she batted her hazel eyes and flipped her long ponytail brunette ponytail off her shoulder. She was also absolutely gorgous, so you can imagine how har it is for me to campare, but I faired just well. I haven't even thought about guys anyways since what happened last year. My boyfriend at the time totally embarrassed me by openly cheating with a bobblehead plastic! (which is what we call the fake girls at our school) I hadn't gotten over it yet.
As if on que, Niall and Louis walked in the cafeteria. Christa and Josie waved them over to our table.
"Hi Niall!! I love your shirt." Josie couldn't even finish the sentence without giggling.
"There's a seat right here Louis! If you want it..." Louis took the seat next to Christa.
"Thanks Christa. Hey Hallie." Louis smiled to me across the table. I felt so pathetic. My friends practically on dates with these guys and I didn't even have someone to talk to.