**Sorry about not posting for like a week or 2, but I've been REALLY busy! I am writing this story in Kayla's POV. It's after Zoey leaves for the House of Night and Kayla thinks she can steal Heath and join the cheerleading squad……………….BTW, all characters belong to P.C. and Kristine Cast, this version of fan fic belongs to me :)**
Kayla's POV
Wow. That was a bit surprising watching Zoey get Marked, but not appalling or anything. I mean, she was a bit of a freak to begin with, wasn't she? I was the one who got stuck hanging out with her, and just because we were friends when we were little! She's really not that pretty, except for eyelashes which are HUGE! I just have short ones. Blech. Every morning when I put on my makeup, I stare at them in the mirror, willing them to grow. But don't you DARE tell anyone I said that, because they'll think I'm vain. Which I'm NOT! I mean, I only spend like 2 hours putting on makeup. I bet Zoey spends WAY more time than me doing her makeup in the morning. I mean, how can anyone look like that without like, 5 pounds of makeup???????
Anyway, like I said, I wasn't surprised when she got Marked. All the freaks get Marked. I remember a kid named Elliot who got Marked a couple of weeks ago. He was a pudgy kid with carrot colored hair that stuck up in clumps on his head. I mentally shudder, partly because of his ugly appearance, partly because people would think I was a freak if I just started to randomly shudder. A person breaks my concentration. And not just a normal, everyday, Average Joe. No siree, this is a hot, sexy Heath Luck just finished with football practice. I sidle over to him.
"Hey Heath. How was football practice?" I say.
"Oh, uh, hey Kayla. It was good I guess. Um, have you seen Zoey lately? It's our anniversary today." Heath says, completely oblivious to my flirty ways. Time to turn up the flirty notch.
"Well, Zoey had to go home", I improvised lamely, "but do you wanna hang with me after the football game?"
"Um, well, uh, I guess………" he stammers.
"Great" I'm already thinking of what outfit to wear tonight. Heath'll never know what hit him. "See ya tonight". I pluck up the courage and kiss him on the cheek real fast. He looks dumbfounded; I take that as a good sign. I pick up my bag from where I dropped it and walked away to plan my outfit and makeup. I DO only have 4 hours to get ready! If Zoey doesn't come to the after party, everything will go according to plan.