Riiinnggg!
Aah, the sound of the bell. Loud, but exciting.
"AAAAROOOONNN JOHNSOOOOONN! " a loud voice startled me.
Obviously, its Porter Vasquez, we're best friends and she likes to make fun of my name. She makes it into a song and sings it all the time! But its catchy too, like that irritating song Friday. I mean, who would write a song for a day of the week?! I turn around.
"Hey Porter..Sup?" I ask her.
"Nothing, idiot. You?" she comes to me and brushes my bushy hair.
"Stahp." I lightly push her.
Of course, I do have a crush on her. I don't know if she has a crush on me, I mean I look like a walking toothpick. Tall, nerdy, brown hair, blue eyes. I hate myself.
4 people come by me and Porter. All of my friends
"Hey Nick, Alyson, Isabel and Tamara," Porter says to my friends.
They all just smile and nod.
"Lets go, Aaron." Isabel spurts out.
I just bump my hand on her hand.
"Shut up, Izzy! " I whisper.
"Anyways, I think Becca and Taylor are waiting for me in the sports hall. Come by." Porter winks at me.
Mixed signals, again!
"Nononono I don't think I'll stop by." I mention, but she already left.
"Dudedudedudedudedude she likes you back! " Tamara just blurts the whole thing out, pissing me off.
"Yeah yeah, you wish!" I look back at her and say with a lazy tone.
She just hits me on the head.
Nick drifts off the his "other" best friends, Wes, Olly and Darrin.
Ugh, what an idiot! We're were best friends since a year, but now its like we're not that close anymore..
Now, I'm just left with the girls, I wish Nick would just come back.
...
SLAM!
Alyson's lunch table smacks in front of my face, to my shock.
I just look at her with a disgusted face.
"You still like Port?" she asks, while looking at me, when she's supposed to be eating
"Shut up, go eat." I just whine.
"Sissy. Admit it." she says
"Who do you like?" I reply
"Answer my question!"
"Is it Ryder?"
"Ew. Sick. Answer my question and I'll tell you."
"Yeah, I still do."
"I knew it! I like…Blake" she says shyly.
"BLAKE?!OMG EWWW!" I yell.
She throws a spoon of pudding on my face and kicks me on my leg. I tugged on her hair and left to wash my face. Looking back at her, I think she hasn't eaten for days.