Chloe Hope knew there was something fishy about the new girl, Mickayla, the girl with no last name, when she clumsily walked into 1st period English on the second day of their senior year. The way she smiled, so awkwardly, like she was holding back her happiness. How she kept playing with her long shiny blonde hair, pushing it behind her ear and pulling it back, then doing the reverse. She was so unsure. She had no reason to though. She was beautiful. A cute 5'6, skinny with long legs and wonderful curves. Girls like her were supposed to be snobs. Mickayla wasn't. She was shy and quiet. Chloe sighed as she thought about it 'why is she so pretty? I mean that's saying something, coming from me.' yes chloe was somewhat conceited. But for a reason. She was pretty. Supermodel material. A tall 5'8 and bright fiery red hair. Her high cheek bones defined her seriousness while her smile showed she was a nice person. Well at least, nice to most people. She thought as she pointed glares at the new girl. It didn't seem like they were going to get along much. "psst!! Chloe! Hey are we still on for tonight?" said Brandon Rozzi, Chloe's amazing boyfriend. Even taller than her with pretty brown eyes and luscious brown hair. "umm...tonight?" she said, playing dumb. Although she knew very well what tonight was. He rolled his eyes and smiled a toothy grin. One she loved. "yeah. You know? The night I proclaim my love for you up on stage!!!" Chloe grinned her devilish grin and started to twirl her hair. "on stage? But my boyfriend would find out!!" she said in a teasing tone. Then Brandon brought his face closer to hers, she could feel his breathe on her face, making her tremble with delight. "huhhhhh well we wouldn't want that now would we? What's this guys name anyways? I'll beat the crap outta him!" he said, playing along. "oh I can't tell yoi!! I'm madly in love with him though!!" "is he in this class?" he said, while she let out a giggle. "yes he is!!" with that Brandon stood up and grabbed Chloe in his arms while shouting at the Top of his lungs. "I LOVE THIS GIRL SOOOOO MUCH!!!!!" Brandons out Burst caught the attention of Ms. Mwrriwhether, their teacher. And the poor woman nearly had a stroke. "Sit Down Mr. Rozzi!! Meet me after school for detention!!!" They both sat down quietly, trying to hold in their laughter. Ok so I know this is no good but ima post it anyways. I'm open for criticism and post a description and I might add you in. No promises though ~ Mïçkÿ
That same night, Chloe found herself sitting at a table in a kinky little club named The Risk. A catchy name that always made her giggle. I mean, who would name a club The Risk? It's so....cheesy. I can't believe Brandon is actually playing here. She thought as she ordered a gingerale and basket of fries. Brandon was an amazing singer and guitar player. That's how he had first gotten Chloe. Writing a song for her. It had certainly made her swoon! His soft melodious voice made perfect with the meaningful lyrics and the soft strum of his guitar. It was the kind of thing that inspired her to keep dreaming! While Chloe was stuck in her reverie, she noticed a pretty blonde walk by that she soon realized was, of course, the perfect Mickayla. Her anger overtook her shock in an instant and she was up, heading to the young woman sitting alone at a table in the front. "hey new girl! Whatchya doin here?" Mickayla looked up wit a big smile plastered to her heart shaped face. "umm your Chloe Hope right? I was told this was the place to hang, and that Brandon would be playing! I decided to check it out. Would you like to sit with me?" her voice was soft and smooth, Chloe couldn't help but like her a little more. "uhhhhh yeah...sure, I'll sit with you, but just so ya know, Brandon is mine!" All throughout the performances, Chloe and Mickayla talked and laughed, they were getting along great and both agreed that brandon was definitely gonna be a rockstar in no time. But when Jhon Dumas walked into the building, all 6 ft and 187 pounds of him, Mickayla was miraculously shut up. Her eyes followed his body like a dog would a bone. Jhon Dumas was a senior at the high school and he was one of the weirdest guys ever. He played on the football team and was pretty good at it. But no one liked him. He always shut them all out. Don't get me wrong! The guy was a hunk. Totally ripped with black hair and deep blue eyes. Those eyes could see through any lie or fib, so intense were they that you would break down with guilt if you had tried. Now just imagine what happened to Mickayla when those intense blue eyes stared into her bright green ones. Imagine Chloe Hope gasping and choking on her gingerale when he turned toward their table and headed that way. Can you see the disbelief in Chloe's eyes? Or the fear in Mickayla's? Read on and find out what happens!!