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Title: {Forevermore} Chapter 4 View count: 49 Rating: 5.0 (1 ratings) Description: Enjoy :D --------------------------------------------------------------- __________Nick's POV___________ "Yes totally," Joe says now eating his sandwich "but I call dibs on Trina." "Sorry I thought you were into the non-preps." Kevin smirks, rolling his eyes as he unwraps his sandwich. Joe laughs. "When they look like that I am. I swear she's just so freaking smoldering, you have to see him." He shakes his head, annoyed that I can't join in on the fun. "He's like-combustible!" "You haven't seen them?" Kevin grips his sandwich with one hand and smakes me on the back of the head with his other. I graze down at the table, wondering if I should just lie. They're making such a big deal I'm thinking it's my only way out. Only I can't. Not to them. Joe and Kevin are my brothers. The only people I have. And I feel like theres no reason to lie to them. "I sat next to Amy in English," I finally say, "We were forced to share a book. But I didn't really get a good look." "Forced?" Joe moves his bangs to the side, allowing for an unobstructed view of the freak who;d dare say such a thing. "Oh that must have been awful for you, that must've really sucked." He rolled his eyes and sighed. "I swear you have no idea how lucky you are. And you don't even appreciate it." "Which book? Kevin asks, as though the title will somehow reveal something meaningful. "Wuthering Heights." I shrug, placing my apple core on the center of my napkin and folding the edges all around. "And your hood? Up or down? Joe asks. I think back, remembering how I raised it right as she moved toward me. "Um, up." I tell him. "Yeah, definitely up." I nod. "Well as long as Trina doesn't fall for you thats good" he mumbles, breaking the sandwich in half. "The last thing I need is competition from my own brother." I cringe and gaze down at the table. I get embarrased when my brothers say things like that. Apparently, I used to live for that kind of thing, but not anymore. "Well, what about Kevin? You don't think he's competition?" I ask, diverting the attention away from me and back on someone who can truly appreciate it. "Yeah." Kevin runs his hand through his brown curly hair and turns, gracing us with his best side. "Don't rule it out." "Totally moot," Joe says, dusting white crumbs from his lap. Not only is Amy in my first-period English class, and my sixth-period art class (not that she sat by me, and not that I looked, but the thoughts swirling around the room, even from our teacher, Ms. Machado, told me everything I needed to know,) but now she'd apparently parked next to me too. And even though I'd managed to avoid viewing anything more than her boots, I knew my grace period had just come to an end. "Oh god, there is Amy! Right directly next to us!" Kevin says. "And check out that ride-shiny black BMW, extra dark tinted windows. Nice, very nice. Okay, so here's the deal, I'm going to open my door and accidentally bump it into his, so then I'll have an excuse to talk to her." He turns, awaiting my consent. "Don't scratch my car. Or her car. Or any other car," I say shaking my head and retrieving my keys. "Fine." He pouts. "Shatter my dream, whatever. But just do yourself a favor and check her out! And then look me in the eye and tell me she doesn't make you want to freak out and faint." -------------------------------------------------------------- COMMENT PLEASE 5 FOR NEXT CHAPTER Tags: {forevermore}, chapter, 4, Author: JBluvr2142 |
