Kane Lowe. The hottest, most gorgeous boy in school. A heart melting smile, those dimples... His hair, sandy blonde, always spiky. Always.
Yeah, and a doctor. Awesome huh? I'm a student. I hate myself. For one, my name, Chestnut Green. Embarrassing! Two, my boobs. Come on, I can't really be expected to carry around theses monsters all day! My family. They are all dicks. I like being ill.
"Dr Lowe, I have something wrong with my head." "Well, take these." "Dr Lowe, my stomach hurts." "Here, have this." "Dr Lowe..." "Yes, Chestnut?" "Hi." He laughed. A loud, hearty laugh. Made me laugh too, I suppose. "Aren't you supposed to be at school?" I looked down at my watch, and then looked back at Doctor Lowe. "Crap! I'm so late!" I felt like crying. Bye bye, perfect record, hello angry family. "Chestnut, wait!" I stopped, and turned around warily. "Yes?" Kane fiddled with his thumbs and spoke, "I'll give you a ride." So, all the girls watched me in envy as I slid out of that silver car. Burn, haters. Burn.