Chapter 4
Everything was perfect with Freddy and Katie for a while. That is until a new girl decided to shake things up a little bit. When she came along, Freddy and Katie's bond strained and it didn't seem as if anything would be okay again.
Celeste walked into Freddy's 5th period like a model on a runway. Right away he noticed the way she carried herself. It was as if she knew she was the best. She knew she was "it". She handed her slip to the disgruntled history teacher and walked to the first available seat, right beside Freddy.
"Okay class, this is Celeste Moore from…?" The teacher turned to Celeste.
"Los Angeles, Mr. Foster."
The teacher scribbled it down on the slip she arrived with and continued. "This is Celeste Moore from Los Angeles. Let's all welcome her to Kennedy High. Alright, good, let's get back to the Civil War."
The teacher proceeded to talk about the Emancipation Proclamation. Freddy tried to listen, but his mind seemed to be flooded with the picture of Celeste. Even though he hated to say it, she was pretty.
She was pretty, and she knew it. Celeste had long blonde hair that seemed to fall perfectly into place. Her blue-green eyes sparkled when she smiled, and her lips were pink and full. She was pretty.
"Hey, you!"
Freddy felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Celeste staring straight at him.
"Me?"
Celeste smiled. "Yes you! What's your name?"
"Freddy."
She smiled again, "I'll have to remember that."
When the bell finally rang, Freddy rushed to Katie's locker. It took forever for her to get there. Or so he thought.
She finally arrived and he embraced her in a long hug.
"Freddy Jones, what's wrong. You're acting like you'll never see me again."
"I might not," he thought.
Suddenly he heard a girls voice behind him. It wasn't Katie's.
"Hey Freddy. How's it going?"
Celeste Moore brushed his shoulder and was gone.
"Who was that? Freddy? Who was that?"
He, without thinking, lied for the first time to Katie, the girl he loved.
"I have no idea."