You know how there is always the tag along, the little puppy dog that will do anything for attention. Well that is me. Layne Abeley. I don't understand I'm a hottie times 10. And so are my friends. One of them is even an A-Lister. She's Claire Lyons. My true friend. She is currently single after Cam had dumped her for Olivia a ditz. Claire has platinum blonde hair with icy blue eyes. She had C-Cups. And is rich. Like me. Next is Allie Rose Singer. My idol and alpha of my friends minus Claire. Allie has D-Cups. And is currently dating Chris Plovert. We figured out he is only a pervert around guys. But he is such a sweetie when he is near Allie. Allie and I are the Magnificent Loves . Those two are my true friends.
I opened my closet doors and walked in to it. What should I wear I was thinking to myself. I decided on black Citizens Of Humanity tight jeans and a hot pink Free People v-neck mini dress that showed off my C-Cups to the perfect amount. For shoes I put on my black Converse low tops And hopped on my bike and rode off to Allie's house. I knocked on the door and her mom Alyssa opened the door. "Hey Alyssa is Allie in her room," I asked.
"Yeah Layne just knock first," smirked her mom. I smiled and ran up the stairs. I knocked on the door and I heard a muffled Come In. I opened the door and saw Allie applying makeup. "You ready," I asked. Allie nodded. We walked outside and saw someone hiding our bikes. I ran to see Chris putting them in the bushes. I laughed and yelled, " Allie it's for you!" Allie ran over and hugged Chris. "Chris can we have our bikes back," flirted Allie. He got them out and me and Allie rode off to school. I locked my bike up and Allie and I walked past the Pretty Committee's tree and we waved to Claire. The bell rung. Allie and I ran to our lockers and looked in my mirror in the locker and stared at my chestnut brown curls that bounced with every step. I grabbed my History book and walked to class. Derrick Harrington my best guy friend was waving for me to sit next to him. I ran over next to him and sat down. Then Massie, Derrick's ex girlfriend walked in. "Wow she looks like she just rolled out of bed," I whispered to Derrick.
"I know I'm glad I took your advice and dumped her. She was really bringing me down," said Derrick before Mr. Durkin walked in and started writing notes on the board. I opened my notebook and copied them down. The next thing he wrote said to pick a partner and a time period with historical events in it and write a report about it. Of course I picked Derrick. We chose to do Who and When Wendy's was invented. School was over in a flash and Layne ran up to her bedroom and layed down on her bright orange and green splattered carpet in her room and Everything I Ask For started playing. She looked at her phone and the caller id read…
This is a experiment I don't know if I should continue with this story. And if I do who should be calling Layne?? And what should the pairings be for this story?? Byee!