The end of school. Oh boy. I could see her approaching me, like some sort of predator. I shot a worried look over to Dave, Marty and Todd who'd shoved me in her path as they saw her coming out. Dave gave me an encouraging grin, whilst Marty and Todd started mouthing 'Goodbye' and pretending to be shot or hung.

Nice.

"Hey Taylor!" Her voice was always so happy- like she was in some kind of cheesy commercial all the time. I wouldn't be surprised if she popped up by my window one day to offer me cleaning supplies.

"Hey..." I tried my best to smile back, but I'd never been the perkiest of people.

"I love your top- so cute! Where'd you get it?" I quirked an eyebrow and looked down to see the slightly baggy and faded Bowling for Soup top I was wearing.

"Uh…thanks. I got it from a concert a while ago. I like your…um…shoes." I took that moment to look down at the pristine white Mary Janes for the first time. Ugh…

"Awww thanks! Come on!" She grabbed my arm and started to tug me down the street happily.

For the most part, I just let her ramble on about whatever she wanted, helpfully supplying the half-assed nods and smiles she needed to carry on, without having too much input myself.

"Hey! Katie! That comic freak still stalking you?" I turned to see a large boy- obviously a jock, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He might have been good looking if it wasn't for the fact that he was wearing a full grey tracksuit, paired with a stupid red cap that he wore backwards.

"Dave? Eh, I think he has his eye on someone else, huh Tay?" She elbowed me sharply in the ribs, winking dramatically before cracking up at her own joke.

"Oh? I can see why, she's pretty fit." The guy jogged in front of me, blocking my path and stuck out his hand.

"Hey, I'm Jed. And what's your sexy little name?" Kill…me…

"Taylor." I said it bluntly and ignored his hand, hoping he'd get the hint and walk the hell away.

"Cute, I like it. Can I call you Tay? It sounds even cuter."

"No." He seemed stunned by my reaction, and a dumb look crossed his face, as though he'd just been given a math question.

Katie just giggled.

"Aww, she's just shy- why don't you come round to mine with Billy later? We're having a sleepover!" Katie grinned and looked at me, winking again.

Please say no, please say no, for the love of god pleas-

"Sure! I'll pay for pizza if you want babe. See ya later, Taylor." He said my name deliberately, winking and openly checking me out, before turning away and jogging after a group of boys I'd seen around school.

"That was so cool! I loved how you played hard to get- usually girls just throw themselves at him, so he'll so be hung up on you!" She squealed- as if what she told me was a good thing- and clutched my arm in a weird kind of hug.

"Now come on, we have some talking to do before the guys come over!"

Kill…me…

I was currently sat on Katie's bed, in my pyjamas as we talked.

I actually found her quite easy to talk to- after the initial perkiness and girly bitchiness, she was actually a really amazing person.

Not.

She'd spent the last twenty minutes describing -in a little too much detail- about her first kiss and first time. Twenty. Freaking. Minutes. I would've been better off just reading fifty shades of grey.

"So, after we, y'know, did it, he just…left. And, like, I never saw him again. It was so sad, but I suppose he did tell me that he was moving. But, like, I thought he might've stayed after we, y'know, did it."

"Well, he had planned it for five months. Oh, and he couldn't exactly abandon his five year old sister and grandmother who were already there and waiting for him…"

She nodded and pouted.

"You're so right- It would have been selfish of me to keep him here…I suppose it was right of me to just let him go…" Let him go my ass, the story she said he'd told her could've been written by a three year old- he ran.

I wish I could too…

"So, what was your first time?" She looked at me with an expectant grin and I shrugged.

"It was about a year ago, with some dude I knew that I used to go to concerts with." She nodded at me eagerly, waiting for me to carry on, "Um…it was…fun. Yup. Very, y'know. Awesome." I was getting awkward now- she seemed to want a full blown recount like the one she'd given to me.

"What happened afterwards? Was it awkward? Did he leave? Are you still in touch?" I tried not to cringe at the questions.

"Nothing…we just went home." I shrugged, and she frowned, about to say something, before she was cut off by her found buzzing loudly. She grabbed it and pouted.

"Oh no! Jed said he and Billy can't come round!" I tried to reign in the smile that was threatening to break out across my face.

"That's terrible…" I gave her my best serious face and she gave what I assumed to be a brave smile back.

"It's ok, we'll sort something out. Now, why'd you move over here…?"

This was going to be a long night.

AN: Sorry this has nothing much to do with the main story line, but I promise to get back on track in the next two chapters- Kickass will be making an appearance soon!