Warnings: Mild Language
Reminders: PLEASE REVIEW!
Hasta lasagna, don't get any on ya!
~E.F./C.C.
If you thought Veronica Sherwood was just what she appeared to be on the outside, you might want to look closer. If you think she's just a spoiled rich girl on the View, look closer. If you think she's like her friends,
Look closer.
I sat in my afternoon English class. My stupid friends were sitting around me as usual talking about whatever the hell kids from the View talked about nowadays. Cars, parties, gossip. Whatever. It's not like I was ever interested in that shit. Granted, most of the time I at least pretended to be. But now I just couldn't give a damn. And it didn't go over their heads either.
"What's the matter, babe?" I practically flinched at the voice. It was Jack Johnson, my boyfriend. But I recovered quickly.
"Nothing I'm just bored."
He smirked at the group as if to say Man, what am I gonna do with her?
Class started but it wasn't like that made a difference in their nagging at me. Until, of course, they got temporarily distracted by what just walked through the door.
Chris Chambers. Late as usual with a huge bruise covering one side of his face. Everyone in class snickered, but I didn't. It wasn't because I liked him or anything, but I was so indifferent today.
But of course they took it too far. Their teacher wasn't paying any attention either.
"Oh look, its Chambers. Did your deadbeat dad beat you with his whiskey bottle again?" Everyone laughed until his face was beat red and he sat down in the back next to Gordie.
I couldn't quite understand what was funny about it. But I just didn't get it, I guess. What was worse is that my own boyfriend was the one who said it.
"Oh come on Ronnie. Laugh, it's funny," he said to me as he punched me in the shoulder jokingly.
Brings back memories. I shuddered and mustered up as good of a fake laugh as I could under the circumstances.
I just wanted this day to be over.
*Chris POV*
Even after the little stab at his family by her boyfriend, he still couldn't stop staring at Veronica. She was so gorgeous. And he loved everything about her. She had this perfectly straight honey blonde hair that flipped out at the ends on her shoulder and these deep brown eyes that seemed endless. Her sheer white button up shirt and navy skirt with the small white polka dots probably cost more than everything he owned.
She also had a huge scar that cut right across her right eye. It was deep and everyone told her to get it removed or cover it up. But to Chris it was beautiful. To him, it was his favorite thing about the way she looked. He had heard her sometimes before telling people how she got it. That she fell down the stairs and cut herself.
But he didn't believe it for a second. That was no ordinary scar and he wanted to find out the true story of what happened to her. Someone who looked as if nothing could ever go wrong in their life.
Chris gently touched the bruise on his face. Their was no way she got that falling down the stairs.
If there was one thing Chris Chambers knew about, it was scars.
