Chapter 6

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Chloe sighed as she got up from her seat, picking up her books. It was the next day and Homeroom had just ended and she was on her way to Maths. She first made a stop at her locker and shoved some of her stuff in the small space. She glanced at herself in the mirror and looked down at her clothes. She dressed down today, so people might realize she really wasn't a slut. But everyone seemed to think that she was anyway. She slammed her locker door shut, and just as she did, she noticed a guy looking at her. He had amazing green eyes, with a bit of blue in them. He had tanned skin, spiky brown hair . . . Chloe felt as if she was in heaven. She could hear the song We Belong Together switch on in her head . . . everything was perfect . . . that is, until, her locker door which hadn't closed properly bounced back into her face. She fell over and she could've sworn she could hear herself plopping out of heaven.

"Uhh" moaned Chloe, as she rubbed her head. She pulled herself up. She shut her locker door – properly this time – and scanned the hallways for dream boy. But it was as if he had disappeared. Chloe sighed to herself.

The school day seemed to drag on forever. When the final bell rang, Chloe practically threw herself outdoors. As she headed towards her house, she overheard a nearby conversation between a curly haired girl and a short boy with a severe case of acne.

"So, this party of yours? Who's invited?" asked the boy.

"Oh, everyone of course!" gloated the girl. The she tilted her head as if she was thinking. "Well, everyone except for that new girl. What's her name? Chloe or something?"

"Yeah, I think that's her name," replied the boy. "So the party's next Saturday, right? You sure you're not going to invite Chloe?"

The girl hesitated before saying,

"Well, anything can happen."

Chloe bit her lip as she strode off, taking in what she had just heard. This sounds like the biggest party in history! Though Chloe. I just HAVE to go! Oh, but as if I would get invited. Everyone thinks I am a slut. She bit her lip again and turned towards the other end of the road, towards the local mall.

20 minutes later, she had arrived at Runville Centre. She had never been here before, but it seemed that everyone from school came here to hang in the arvos. She recognized a bunch of freshman hanging out in front of the arcade, and 3 bitchy looking girls trying on make-up at a cosmetics boutique. She headed towards a teen clothing shop. Loud music was blaring through two huge speakers which were set out the front.

She went in and had a look around. She tried on a small black top and a denim mini. Hmm, she thought, looking in the mirror, this skirt brings out the emerald in my brown eyes. And my honey coloured hair looks good with this top, it teamed with large silver earrings.

She bought the outfit, leaving the shop with it on.

1 hour later, after she had spent most of her money, she found herself sitting in a booth in front of the food court, sipping on a strawberry milkshake. This would've been so much fun if I actually had friends with me, the thought sadly. As she got up to leave, she turned and whammed into a guy. And for the second time that day, she fell to the ground.

"Ohh" she groaned. She looked up and saw a dark-skinned guy wearing a do-rag and with 2 silver studs in his right ear. She also noticed he had the remainder of her milkshake all over the front of his shirt.

He put his hand out and it took Chloe a few seconds to realize that he was offering to help her up. She took his hand and got up.

"Im so sorry about the, um, shirt . . ." stuttered Chloe.

The guy looked kind of pissed off. But he scanned her over, and then, after focusing on her cleavage, said,

"Nah, its aight bro. The name's Darrel."

"Oh, um, im Chloe," she said, continuing to stutter.

"Yo, look, if you want, me and a couple of mates are hanging out at the club tonight. You wanna come?"

Chloe: Say yes! Say no! Say I'll think about it! Say maybe! I don't know, say something!

"Yeah sure! But I'm going to need a lift." She said, looking at him in the eye.

Chloe: I'm flirting with a guy I don't even know. Am I stupid?

"No probs, kuz, wheres your crib?"

"Oh, I live on Acres Rd, Number 33." She replied.

Chloe: Yea, I am stupid.

"Aight then, pick you up at 8 aye? I'll be at the front of your house waiting ok? He said, as he walked off.

"Yea, I'll see you then!" she said, trying to sound cheerful.

Chloe: Oh krap.