Chapter 2
"Hey hunz."
Chloe had approached at Staces house. They had exchanged hellos and sat on the curb waiting for their carpool.
Chloe: Youre probably thinking "hey didn't she just move here? How come she already has a friend? Well Staces mum happens to work at the same place as my mum so we kinda just clicked.
"Soo, whos gonna be giving us the lift?" asked Chloe, trying to strike a convo. Stace gave her a cheeky smile.
"Oh just some good friends of mine,"
"Ok…" replied Chloe, dumbfounded. She was expecting more info than that.
"Well anyways, whats the lowdown on Runville High?"
Stace kind of tilted her head to the side, playing with strands of her long, blonde hair.
"Well its your typical Californian high school. Your judged as soon as you walk through the door, if you wear glasses and braces, your asking to have your head flushed down the toilet, and if you want to get a guys attention, you gotta stuff your bra with a hell of a lotta tissues."
Chloe raised her eyebrows, and with a sly smile, she said,
"Sooo…what group do you think I'd be put in?"
"Stand up," commanded Stace. Chloe did.
"Turn," she said. Chloe twirled around
"Lowie." Said Stace shrugging her shoulders.
"Hey!" said Chloe. She didn't expect that answer. She was hoping for hot.
"Well at least you wont need to stuff your bra," said Stace as she stood up as their ride arrived. Chloe turned around, expecting to see more gal pals. But instead she was greeted by the site of 3 18 year old boys.
Chloe: Shit.