Like, OMG! George!
Silver:
George. Freaking George Evans. Annie had finally left planet Earth and was well on the way back to the Mothership, or Kansas, or wherever the hell she'd come from.
'…and, you know, he was all, hey, and I was all, like, OMG, I'm so sorry!' Annie said for the millionth time that morning. She was flicking her hair around like there was no tomorrow and it was really getting on my nerves.
'Girl.' I cut in after another age of 'OMG, George!'. Annie gave one last hair flick and looked at me. I had my face in my hands and my voice was muffled.
'Please, Annie, just… just shut up, okay?'
Annie pouted.
'Annie, you're not Dorothy. Cut it out. There is no place like home, which is where I'll be sending you in a minute if you don't stop.'
'I let you talk about whatever.' Annie said.
'I don't go on about Dixon all the time, and he's actually my boyfriend, whereas you just literally walked into George - '
'Actually, I fell. You see, I'm wearing -'
I silenced her with a look. 'The point is, I'm asking you to shut it. For my sake. Please. You'll see him after school, during detention. Besides, I have some gossip. I may just have to blog about it later…' I mused.
Annie, predictably, was instantly intrigued. And, even more predictably, she shut up about friggin' George Evans.
***
George:
Freaking detention again. Something to look forward to later.
That Annie girl is kinda cute.
In a 'ooh, I'm from Kansas, that's practically the middle of nowhere, my dad's the principal which means I'm a goody-two-shoes' kinda way.
Not my type, usually.
But then, what was my type? I don't have 'A Type'. Girls are my type.
Even Wizard of Oz-girls.
***
Annie wasn't looking forward to detention, despite the whole George thing.
For one thing, what were the odds of getting to sit beside him? Or even near enough so she could surreptitiously stare at him for an hour?
Unless she got there early.
Would that just look sad?
Maybe if she found out where his last class was she could go and 'accidentally' run into him and be all 'hi!'…
That'd be even sadder.
Annie frowned and plucked at the corner of her History notebook.
She had two detentions. That was two chances to get to know George Evans and maybe get him to ask her out.
Two wasn't enough.
***
Silver:
I was trying not to kill Annie but she was actually nervous going to detention, and it had nothing to do with detention itself. No, she was nervous because 'What if George talks to me?' and 'OMG, how to I look? Should I go change?'
Relax, Silver. Don't kill her.
Relax.
Don't go killing your best friend, she's the only one you have this year. And besides, you're dating her brother. Having a fight then killing her might not go down so well with Dixon.
Though if he heard about the George thing, he'd probably help me kill her.
What the hell was the girl thinking??
'Hey, Annie, it'll be fine. All good. You get through these two detentions, and your dad will forget all about it, and you'll go back to being Little Miss Kansas.'
'I HATE it when you call me that!' she wailed.
'Whatever, girl. Get a grip! It's George! He's king player of the school! George Evans!'
'What about me?'
I turned, shocked. Oh, shit.
'Nothing. What's it to you?' I was instantly defensive. Oh, shit, oh shit. I thought Annie was going to explode.
'Whatever, ladies, I have a date with detention…' George said.
'Oh, me too!' Annie said, then started giggling insanely.
Get a grip.
He's not that hot.
She could do so much better.
What about Ty? Last I'd heard, he was still available. Go flick your hair at him, Annie.
Annie was practically drooling over George now.
Please don't make me throw up.
George pretended to stretch, his arms moving back and up, showing his massive muscles, his shirt moving up and showing his well-toned six-pack.
Dixon was way hotter.
He brought his arms down and smiled. I thought Annie was about to die.
I knew I was.
***
A/N: hahaha, it's so girly and random and whatever, but it's fun to write. I'm putting off doing other stuff so this is fun to do instead. Thanks to my reviewers… I love you guys… Luvs_Kellan/Emmett & FluffyHeadedGirl… Thanks!
Oh, and FluffyHG? Thanks for the review, and then thanks for dissing it in school afterward… you now have my permission to hate Annie. And you won't be able to not talk to me forever. You know you won't. Besides, if we went to DD I'd end up in parental debt and would have to pay it off over the next few weeks. Which would mean no b-day prezzie for you.
Sorry, random. -coughs-
Up Next: ….. Wait and see!
Love you! ~ Carley xxx
