High School Romance.

Ariel, an image of a red-headed mermaid poped into your head, didn't it? Well, that's kind of me. A fiery red head and look alike to Molly Quinn. I just started high school (oh joy.) and I'm so not used to it. What happened to small schools? Oh well, but, I can't really complain. And all of my classes are fairly easy, and every single one of them I share with the most random guy, football jersey number 13. That's what I call him, thirteen. And I think I like him... like, LIKE LIKE him... and I'm pretty sure he feels the same way about me...


41. Chapter Eight, Part Two.

I kept walking as Stephanie picked up the phone.

"Can I come over?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure." Stephanie said.

I ung up and walked up to the steps of Stephanie's house. I knocked loudly, my anger fuling me, and waited.

Stephanie answered the door, surprised and taken aback. "You got here fast."

"I called on my way over," I explained. "I need to talk."

"Sure," Stephanie opened the door wider and let me in then led me up to her room. "What's going on?"

"Jackson has a new... I don't know if you'd call her a girlfriend or what, but you won't believe who it is." I said. I collapsed into a bean bag chair Stephanie had cluttering the floor.

"Who?!" She asked. She flopped stomach down onto her bed and propped herself up on her elbows as she watched me hungrily for the drama I was about to tell her.

"Guess." I taunted her.


"Would you take a guess?"

"Um... hint!"

"Blonde. Our age."

"Oh... um... more!"

"We hate her."

The smile dissapeared from Stephanie's face. "No. Freaking. Way."

I nodded. "Brianna."

"NO! I WILL NOT ALLOW IT!" Stephanie screamed.

"If I could do something, it would've already been done. They're having a date tonight."

"Are you serious?"

"Sadly, yes."

"I hate your brother."

"I'm not too fond of him either."

"Well, why don't we have a girls night?"

"Sure, I can go back and pack a change of clothes."

"Cool, and I'll call Nathan and Ryan."


I got up and left.

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