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CHAPTER 6

...AT SCHOOL...

Paris looked in the mirror that hung in her locker. She pulled down her tank top a little bit, and pulled up her jeans also. Her slate blue eyes looked around the hallways, they were a bit watery but she didn't seem to care. The tears made her eyes sparkle, like pools of water.

"Hey!" yelled an unfamiliar vioce.

When Paris turned around she saw a tan skinned girl wearing sweats, a tank top, and a track jacket. Her hair was brownish blonde, that flowed and bounced beautifully as she tilted her head to the side and crossed her arms. Acually her hair reminded her a lot like Ciara or maybe Beyonce the hiphop singer she saw in a music video this morning. Suddenly the song check on it popped into her head before looking back at the girl. But, from the looks of it, she looked like a ghetto girl with attitude. At first she said a few words in spanish, but then finally went into talking in english.

"Where's locker 129? Oh, and I'm Hazel in case you didn't know." she said in the most snobby way possible.

"Right there." Said Paris pionting at the locker next to Gerardo's.

After saying so, she ignored the latino girl as she strutted to her locker.

But, it only took a few words to catch Paris's attention.

"Ooh... Break me off a piece of that." said Hazel with a lot of sensuality.

"Who?" Asked Paris.

Paris shifted her head in the diection that Hazel was pionting at. Paris felt like her heart just fell into her stomach. She wanted to throw up. Out of all the hot guys in their school, it had to be Gerardo. Paris didn't know to say. Or what to think.

"Hey Paris." Gerardo said into her ear.

Paris shivered as his vioce echoed inside her. A smile spread across her face, as Gerardo smiled at her. He opened his locker, a mirror hung inside the door. It was kind of wierd that aboy had his own mirror, but you can't blame a guy for wanting to look good 24/7. His chocolate eyes wondered into the mirror, opening the door a little more he could see Paris smiling. With an eyebrow raised he smiled back and chuckled. She immediatley blushed, at the fact that he had caught her. I mean what else could she possibly do.

Hazel blew a few kisses to some guys walking bye, shook her butt for them a few times. And at that moment Paris knew that she was the new school slut.

"Hey." Hazel said trying to sound cool and laid back,while checking Gerardo out at the same time.

She was making it so obvious that she was interested. Gerardo smiled really fast, and then looked back at Paris. Her blue eyes got bigger, before she turned to her locker. Gerardo was still trying to meet her faint gaze, but Paris kept turning away. He could tell, what she was thinking 'please don't do it.' But, maybe it was just his imagination, so he turned to Hazel anyways.

"Hey. I'm Gerardo."

"I'm Hazel." She said, sliding her hand slowly up and down her locker.

Gerardo only stared.

"Do you know where science class is?" She said pretending that she was having trouble with her books.

Gerardo knew that she was trying to get his attention. Even though he was trying his best to aviod her, his hormones were starting to get the best of him. She was hot, but had a very slutty personality.

"Uh. Yeah." He winced immediatley turning towards his locker. He wanted to slap himsef for some reason.

When he looked at Paris, she only stared at him an expressionless look on her face. Turning away once more, Gerardo smiled at Hazel before walking away.

"Does this mean you can escort me there?" Hazel giggled, latching onto his arm.

"Sure." He said under his breathe, trying to fight back on what his hormones were telling him.

As they walked away, Paris qiuetly talked to herself. London's dad had always told her that talking to yourself was the first sight of insanity, but since nobody was around she didn't think it would really matter. It acually soothed her, in a freakishly wierd kind of way.

Catching her off gaurd Cody wrapped his arms around Paris's waist very much startling her.She almost screamed until she saw Cody's face.

"I'm sorry. Did I scare you?" He asked teasingly.

Max was opening up her locker at the time, but Cody and Paris caught her eye. As soon as Cody said that, she was very surprised at his actions in the first place. Max had never seen this side of Cody before, therefore it made her somewhat sick to her stomach.

Paris gave a nervous smile, and laughed a bit at the tone in his vioce. Her knees went weak, as he smiled.

"Yeah. You did." She tugged at her bangs once more before, opening her locker again even though she didn't need too.

"I met this pretty girl this morning. She seemed very promiscuous. " Cody chuckled as he too opened up his locker.

Paris shot him a wierd look, "Don't you mean slutty?"

"That's what I said."

"Oh..." Paris nodded slowly, finally understanding that his big words acually ment smaller ones.

Max came up behind them. "Hey guys."

Paris glanced at Max, but then looked back towards her locker, still wondering why she opened it.

"Anyways. Her name is Hazel isn't it?" Cody responded back to Paris, after saying hi to Max. He had finally realized that he shouldn't be using "big words" on her.

"Yeah. And I don't like her." Paris sounded a little angry as she dug through her locker.

"Does her and Gerardo practically holding hands happen to do something with it?" Asked Cody, as he also shuffled through his locker.

"Uh. No." Paris laughed, but with a nervous but faint tone in her vioce.

Max crossed her arms as she stood behind them. Cody has never ignored her before,she slowly came to the conclusion that this Paris girl was doing something to him. Who cares if she is slowly becoming famous, just like her foster sister, she just didn't like her one bit.

"Ahem." Max coughed rather loudly.

Paris looked at her, with a 'WHAT?' look on her face.

Max responded with a dirty look. Cody's eyes shifted back and forth from Max to Paris, he was becoming a little confused. Zack broke the akward silence, as he opened and then quickly slammed his locker. The loud booming niose echoed down the hallways, making everyone stare at him.

Zack was pissed, you could tell by the way he was struggling to re-open his locker.

"Some really hot girl just ditched me for that Gerardo guy. One minute she was hitting on me and the next she was gone." Zack let it all out with a furious tone. The only thing that could really get to his head was girls. "Her name was Chestnut or somthing like that."

"You mean Hazel?" Paris interrupted him.

"I don't like her! She some hood rat or in other words... a ghetto slut that needs to get a life!"

"Yeah. At least someone here is on the same page as me."

"Don't let it go to your head. 'Cause she called me Zack this morning." Cody winced as he said this.

Zack smiled and started to laugh, "That's funny. How could she have really gotten us mixed up. Especially since I'm the handsome twin."

"Zack, we have the same face. How many times am I gonna have to remind you!" As Cody and Zack were having one of their little quarrels, Paris shifted back and forth as Max finally walked away. Everything ws so loud at the moment, that she couldn't really take it.

As Paris paced down the halls, a vioced trailed up behind her. Hazel practically popped out of nowhere, and tapped her on the shoulder. Turning around to see her, Paris forced a fake smile across her face.

Hazel smirked, "Gerardo is such a nice guy. You hang around him a lot don't you?" She sounded very sweet as she said this.

Paris nodded as a small smile tugged at the side of her lips. Gerardo was like the best friend she never had, along with Cody and Zack. She wasn't used to hanging out with boys so much, so it did often feel wierd when she did so. Paris started to frown as Hazel's vioce turned into something more snobby.

"Yeah, I thought so. So, stay away from him he's mine. Kay?" With that she walked off, swaying her hips side to side just as she always did.

Paris crossed her arms and gave the girl a dirty look as she left. 'Who does she think she is?' Was all that ran through her mind.