Chapter Two

Monday arrived really damn quick. I was standing in front of the mirror and smiled at myself. Why was I so nervous? I mean, it’s only my first day at a new school. I was wearing a short black skirt and a white tank top with high heeled boots. I let my black hair loose and put on some red lipstick. My door opened and Grace walked in wearing her cheerleading outfit. I twirled around to look at Grace.

"All good?” I asked, looking at myself once again in the mirror.

"All hot!” she said, clapping her hands and smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"Says the one in a cute, sexy cheerleading skirt,” I said with a wink as she flipped her blond hair out of her face. She was beautiful and Chase and she made a perfect couple. The football player and the cheerleader. Typical school stereotype, right?

"Come on, we need to go,” she said happily. I grabbed my bag and followed her. "I told Kelly not to come as I'll be going to you,” she said with a bright smile. Grace didn't have a car so her friends would usually pick her up for school. As I was now here, it would be easier for her to get to school. She got in the passenger seat and just as I was about to get in the car, the front door opened, and Tommy ran outside. He ran to me and jumped in my arms.

"Good luck, Kimmy!” he said, kissing my cheek. Did I mention that he was damn cute? I kissed his cheek and smiled.

"Thank you, Tommy boy,” I said and put him on the ground. "Now go back in the house before Monster Kimmy eats you,” I told him with a wicked smile, and he giggled before running back to the house and blowing me a kiss. I chuckled and got in the car.

"He really loves you, you know?” Grace said with a smile, and I nodded.

"And I love him too,” I told her, and she chuckled.

"I've noticed.,” She turned on the CD player and turned up the volume and my ears were crying. It was damn loud, and it was really attracting attention. On the way to school, we sang out loud and wiggled in our seats. It was awesome, and I knew that every day was going to be like this.

When we reached school, I parked my car, and the music was still on. Grace smiled and put on her shades. She turned off the music and grinned.

"Being a cheerleader means making a fantastic entrance,” she said as she got out of the car with a bright smile. I rolled my eyes and got out. I walked to Grace, trying to avoid all the stares. I put on my shades, then Grace hooked her arm with mine. We walked in the school corridor and just as we passed a group of football players, they whistled, and their eyes went up and down my body. I felt the heat crept on my face. Grace chuckled beside me.

"Oh my god, you're attracting some damn attention,” Grace said, looking around us. I could see everybody looking at us.

"It's only because I'm new,” I stated. I took off my shades when we reached the principal's office.

"Trust me. It's because you're hot. If the school knew that you posed for the most popular teen magazine, you'd be damn popular,” she said, clapping her hands. Yeah, I did pose for Teen Fresh magazine. While attending one of my parent's famous parties, the photographer noticed me, and asked my parents whether I wanted to pose for them. I agreed because I thought it would be a huge opportunity, and it was also fun. I just hoped that nobody would recognize me. I glared at Grace, and she glared back.

"I don't want you to tell anyone,” I told her sternly. "Please?” I pleaded.

"Okay, but if someone recognizes you, don't blame it on me,” she said. "Now go and get your schedule. I'm going to wait for you here.,”

I opened the door and walked up to the secretary.

"Good morning,” the secretary greeted me. "You must be Miss Perry?”

I nodded and smiled.

"Good morning,” I said and sat on the chair in front of me. She looked at some papers and asked me some questions. Then she handed me my schedule and wished me a good day. I looked at the schedule while opening the door, but soon it was snatched from my hand. I was ready to scowl at Grace but quickly stopped when I saw Chase standing behind her. I offered him a smile instead.

"Hey Kim,” Chase greeted me and snatched my scheduled from Grace's hand and gave it back to me.

"Thank you, Chase,” I said and playfully glared at Grace who was now pouting.

"Hey, I was looking at her schedule! You shouldn't have snatched it!” Grace told Chase who smirked down at her and kissed her forehead. A smile lit her face. They looked so cute.

"She was looking too before you snatched it,” Chase told her.

"She didn't mind, right?” Grace asked me, hoping I'd take her side. I shook my head, amused, and walked down the hall looking for my locker. I knew that they were following behind as I could hear them bickering. I didn't know where I was going and the two behind me wouldn't shut up. I groaned and turned to look at them, but they didn't even stop talking.

"Guys! Would you shut up and help me find my damn locker?” I asked with a frown on my face. Chase chuckled while Grace simply smiled and snatched my schedule again.

"Locker 133,” Grace said more to herself and turned to look at the locker next to her then gave me my schedule. "You're walking in the wrong direction.,” She started walking in the opposite direction. I simply followed behind her.

"Well, girls, I'll be going to meet my friends. See you later,” Chase said. He pecked Grace on her lips and kissed her forehead. "Love you,” he told Grace before walking away. Grace was smiling foolishly and bit her lips while looking at her boyfriend walking away.

"You're too cute!” I gushed and I saw her cheeks become red.

"He's cute,” she said and hooked her arm into mine. She guided me to my locker and stood beside me, waiting for me to put my things away.

"Hey Grace,” I heard an annoying voice say. How can someone's voice be that high? Grace stood still beside me, and I turned to look at her. She was glaring at the girl who just said her name with disgust. It was a blond girl in a cheerleading outfit. She was wearing so much makeup that it was scary to look at her.

"What do you want?” Grace asked icily. I simply stood by Grace side with my Literature book in my hand.

"Just wanted to know how you were doing,” she said with a fake smile. "Who is this? Another loser?” she asked with a wicked smile.

I'm a calm kid but when it comes to defending myself, I can be really bad.

"Someone who can kick your ass,” I retorted as her eyes widened in surprise and Grace snickered beside me.

"Do you realize who you’re talking to?” she sneered and stepped up to me. Grace instinctively took a few steps backwards. I glared at the bitch and took a few steps forward to show her that I wasn't afraid of her.

"I don't care who you are,” I snapped at her, and she took one step back. "Just fuck off and don't annoy me.,” Just then, someone pulled me backwards. It was Chase. I turned my head to see the bitch and was surprised to see Aaron holding her hand. Woah, he looked so hot with this black shirt that hugged his abs so well.

"Come on, let's go,” Chase said, and Grace nodded, pulling me along with them. I walked along with Chase and Grace. We walked into a classroom and Grace sat in a seat, motioning me to sit next to her while Chase took the seat behind us. I inhaled deeply and exhaled. I heard Grace chuckle beside me.

"Still hot tempered,” she said. Damn, I should learn to control my anger.

"Who's she?” I finally asked.

"Aaron's girlfriend,” Chase replied from behind. I turned so that I could see them.

"I hate that bitch,” Grace sneered. I chuckled and nodded my head.

"So do I,” I told her.

"I don't understand why Aaron is dating her,” Grace said while shaking her head. Just then, the teacher walked in. The teacher started arranging his papers and asked us to keep quiet for five minutes. I knew that he was going to tell me to introduce myself. I started doodling on my paper.

"Mr. Johnson, always late,” the teacher said, and I saw Aaron standing by the door.

"As usual,” Aaron said and winked at the teacher who simply shook his head and continued with his work. Aaron made his way to us and sat in the seat behind me, and next to Chase.

"So how was the dragon?” Grace asked, turning to look at Aaron and Chase. I kept on doodling on the paper and listened to them. Aaron chuckled.

"She was completely mad that the new kid dared to talk to her like that,” Aaron said, and I could feel him looking at me.

"Then tell her that the new kid doesn't give a fuck about her,” I retorted without turning to look at him.

"Swearing doesn't suit you, doll,” I heard his voice just next to my ear. Oh god! How can his voice sound so sexy? Wait, was he flirting with me? I turned to glare at him, but his face was so near that I quickly backed away. He was leaning on his table and Chase and Grace were laughing.

"Flirting while having a bitchy girlfriend isn't really smart,” I told him and turned to stare at my doodles. Oh my god. He was so hot. I didn't think I'd be able to argue with him.

"Bitchy girlfriend,” he repeated while chuckling and I could hear him lean back. The teacher cleared his throat and turned his attention to us—to me—more precisely.