Wila's P.O.V.
I walked into Nicky'swith my best friends in the entire world: Ellie, Alex, and Lola. We walked like a pack of lionesses waiting to get their pray, A.K.A. the pool table. Yeah, sorry, were not that interesting. We're juniors at Spenser Academy; yeah, you know that rich school in Massachusetts Bay, near the old Ipswich Colony? There, we're the social outcasts… A.K.A. we're normal.
We walked over to the pool table and started to set up. I've only played pool a couple times in my life, Unlike Lola who practically lives playing pool. I smiled over at my friends.
Let's start off with what they look like, shall we?
Lola has long, brown, curly hair that she straightens all the time. She hates it, but I love it. She has beautiful blue/green eyes and she's a plain Jane… yeah that's what she calls herself. Yeah right. She's five foot five and always, I mean always, wears her black zip up sweater; even with her uniform… okay, so maybe she doesn't ALWAYS wear it, but enough.
Ellie has bright, red hair; I adore it. I wish I could have that colour. She's got curly hair like Lexi's, but she doesn't bother to straighten it. She has these green eyes that just pop out at you, ya know? She's tall and skinny, A.K.A. five foot seven and skinny as hell.
Alex is the tomboy of the group. She has long dirty blond hair that is almost always either down or in a ponytail. She has these hazel eyes that just pop out at you… they're scary when she gets mad. She has an athletic build and is about the same height as Lola.
Ha-ha, now let me guess… you want to know what I look like, right? Fine! I, Willa Danvers, have medium-length, wavy, blond hair, and boring blue eyes. Like EWW. They're just all-big bug eyed and awkward, though my friends always say that they're almond-shaped and that a lot of people wish they had eyes like mine. I'm extremely short for my age… (I'm only five feet tall!) and I have a curvy body. My brother's the total and complete opposite; He's all tall, dark and whatever people call him and I'm all short, blond and curvy. They never ever truly believe we're brother and sister. It's just the last name that's the same.
"So… Who wants to break?" I asked looking at Alex, Lola, and Ellie on the other side of the table. They're all so different… that's why everyone wonders why we're all friends, especially my brother.
"I will!" Lola shouted giddily. She is always way too happy when we play pool. That's because she practically beats everyone's asses into the ground. Well, there was one time when Alex almost actually beat her. She's extremely competitive.
Anyway, Lola was about to break when who to walk in but my jerk face, golden boy brother and his gang of goons. Actually… his 'gang' of goons isn't really goons at all, but you get the picture, right?
Of course he walks up to the pool table, because he sees us just about to break and smirks his 'amazingly amazing smirk'; Great timing big brother.
"Hey, Wila." He says with his deep, masculine (yeah, right) voice.
"What do you want Caleb?" I ask in a slightly annoyed, cold tone. He just smirks again and ruffles my newly put up hair. "CALEB!" I yell in a shriek-like tone. "What the hell did you do that for?"
"Hey, watch that Language Wila, you're still young." He laughed.
God I hate him. He's 'so perfect' in everyone's eyes, including my friends'. They're always like, 'he's not that bad, and you gotta give him a chance', or 'he's just being an older brother.' GAWD! Why don't they try living with him for sixteen years of their freaking lives? See how they like it! Of course, Lola might love it. She has had a crush on Caleb ever since she met him in freshman year.
She started talking about him in front of me and asking me if I liked him too. I was all like '… umm, no.' She was like 'why? He's super hot.' And I told her 'because he's my brother.' That made her blush like CRAZY. She's liked him ever since… and actually has been my best friend ever since. Later that day, we met Alex and Ellie. We four have been best friends since that day in freshman year; Pretty awesome, eh?
I just glared at him icily. I can't believe he does this to me, especially in front of his friends (earlier referred to as 'goons but not'): Tyler, Reid and Pouge. I've grown up with them.
Reid is the one I'm closest to though. It's his reckless behavior that pisses off Caleb that I love about him. He's also a jokester, a wise-ass, and always wants to stir up trouble. He's a hot head, which is what I am when it comes to my brother. Reid is like the brother I always wanted. I can talk to him and he's my best guy friend in the world.
The funniest thing in the entire world is that, well, he has this HUGE crush on Ellie. Will he even tell her? NO! He tells every other girl that he likes them when he likes them, but not with Ellie. He says she's different. I say he's a loser.
Tyler is… well, he's Tyler. He doesn't talk much and he's the youngest of my brother and his friends. I'm surprised that I don't relate to him more. He's always trying to impress the guys and is the peacemaker; especially when Reid and Caleb fight. He's awesome, but we're not that close.
I guess the only time we talked was when I was twelve and he was fourteen.
All of the guys had a sleepover at my house with my brother. I was up the whole time just wanting to hang out with them and listening to what they were talking about… what? I was twelve. Anyway, it was kind of funny because when they all went to bed, I was still up and Tyler was too. We stayed up almost all night talking, but from then on, Caleb has always thought I've had a thing for Tyler; WHICH I DON'T! He's Alex's crush; she has liked him for longer than Lola has liked Caleb.
Caleb: my jerk-face older brother who is the captain of the swim team, a star student, and a two time state-free style champion. This is what I get compared to, people! Caleb Danvers: Mom's golden boy savoir. All I want to do is hit him over the head with a frying pan. Why may you ask makes me want to do this? You'll find out later on.
LAST, but not least, is Pogue… ah Pogue. He's the cutest, hottest, sexiest, guy at Spencer. He's strong, loyal and my brother's best friend; Great, eh? The guy that I love is my jerk-face brother's best friend. Pogue's not a star student, and loves adrenalin. He's also the life of the party. What girl wouldn't want to date him? Other than the fact that he is also my best friend Alex's brother, ha, I'm insane.
Anyway, back to the Dramatic scene.
I shot Caleb the finger and continued to play, or as you would call it, watch the no longer going on pool game while ignoring him completely. He just rolled his eyes at me, like he's that sensitive or something. It's like he's hurt that I hate him so much.
"Wila, I just want to play pool with you, that's all." He looked sincere… yeah, right!
"Right, Caleb… just fuck off, okay?" I don't know what kind of grudge I have against him. He's just always been… perfect. I've been the 'bad' child, not the top A-student, not the top athlete, nothing like Caleb is.
I just rolled my eyes at him and walked over to an empty table and sat down. Ellie followed me just shrugging over at Lola and Alex. She sat down in front of me and rolled her eyes at me.
"What the hell is your problem with your brother? Maybe he just wanted to spend some time with his sister?" She said and I laughed glaring over at him.
"Yeah, right, what planet are you from? All he wanted to do was beat my ass at Pool and smile and say 'Work on your game, you can do better next time' and then laugh hysterically" I said and sighed. "That's what always happens." I watched as Caleb and Pogue started to play pool against Alex and Lola. I hope at least they have some fun.
I smiled as I saw Reid and Tyler walk over to us and sit down in the seats left at our table.
"Whoa Wil, what did your brother do to deserve that? RAWR! That was fierce." Reid said smiling over at Ellie while he said it. God, he was lame.
Tyler just laughed to himself. He and I are the only ones that know about his little… no HUGE crush on Ellie.
"Yeah, I mean… you were pissed off more than that time when Caleb stole your Barbie and accidentally…" He trailed off realizing that what he was saying wasn't supposed to be said around, well, Ellie. I'll get more to that later. "Killed her? And you were eight when that happened."
I laughed. "Yep, I was pretty pissed off about that doll, but things change… and the circumstances that I get pissed of about become bigger and more complex." I said with a bit of attitude. Tyler just looked at me and laughed.
"Your brother and you are more alike then you think." I just stared at him with disbelief.
How can I, Wila Danvers be anything like my brother other than our last name is the same? That's it we aren't, not one feature or one personality trait, alike. At least… none of what I have seen. He hates me and I hate him. End of discussion.
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