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Not alot for this chapter and I'm really sorry but it was difficult to write the next will be much longer thankies

Chapter 4

Her hazel eyes scanned the bus, she stood with two skankily clad girls, all three were wearing pink. She stood out from the other two, her brown hair streaked with blonde shimmered in the sunlight. Her skin looked flawless, almost shiny, layered with foundation and dabbed with pink blush. She wore a pink shirt, neatly decorated with lace and sequins, a white mini skirt that stopped way abover her knees and a pair of pink heels. Accsesorized with a pink handbag. They waited until a group of boys came off the bus and shouted them over but the boy she was looking for wasn't shouting. He wasn't laughing like usual or talking, in fact he had a look of sorrow on his face, or pain, or maybe both.

She ran over to him, her arms open wide, expecting her morning hug but it never came. Instead he let her hug him then walked off trailing behind his team. Her mouth dropped, she clicked her fingers and her friends appeared at her side.

"I think there's something wro..." Her blonde friend began but was cut off.

"I know Amille, I'm not as dumb as you. I need to find out what though, come on!" She clicked her fingers again and stormed off to homeroom.

Tommy had taken a seat at the back, he was planning on talking to Kimi only to find she was sat on the other side of the room. He noticed Lil walking into the classroom and she sat next to him looking unlike her perfect self. She sighed and turned her head to face him, he continued to the look ahead of him.

"What's the matter Tommins?" Asked Lil pulling a sad face and talking rather childishly.

"Nothing." He mummbled, still not looking at her.

"Yes there is." She argued. "Are you having a bad day or is it me?" He didn't answer. "So it's me, just because I'm not as skinny or pretty as the other girls, like Rachel or..." She stopped herself, she knew if she mentioned the other girl Tommy would ignore her for at least the rest of the week. But it seemed he hadn't taken in a word of what she was saying, he was staring at her intently.

"Okay here's the deal, I'm sick of this." Lil wasn't entirely sure of what he was talking about, she shook her head and frowned. "I mean being this person who I'm not, following the crowd, I want the old Tommy and the old Lil." He held her hand now but she pulled away, she knew what he meant and she didn't like it.

"Tommy I don't want to be that ugly tomboy that I was before, I like who I am know." Lil smiled slighlty. "You can lose what good thing you have for a bunch of losers though, if that's what you really want."

"They're not losers Lil, they're our friends, or rather they were." The bell rang and Tommy left Lil both in confusion and guilt.

By luchtime Lil hadn't seen or spoken to Tommy since homeroom, she found him at their table, they must have been a good thing. She sat next to him, he simply turned his head and smiled at her.

"Tommy?" Lil whispered.

"Yeah." He said looking at her again, he was still smiling.

"I'm sorry. I realised that your right, they were our friends and I want them to be again." She smiled slightly as Tommy hugged her.

"I knew you'd warm up to the idea." He said grinning. "Think you could get Chuckie and Kimi to aswell."

"Er...it's gonna be difficult...Kimi hates me, like loathes me. Chuckie might though. Wait!" She shouted causing many people to stare at her.

"What?"

"What about Phil?" She frowned, noticing her brother sat with his old friends.

"Oh, he's good, I just told him to stick with them until we know for sure about Kimi, Chuckie and you." He took a sip of his Coke.

"Right, so, are we going to Carlos' party. It's tonight remember." She had a slight glint in her eye, hoping they'd still be together.

"Sure, we should invite everyone, it'll be like old times." He got up and gave Lil a small kiss on the cheek. "See you tonight then, 7 ok?"

"Yeah, see ya." She waved as he walked to class. She knew tonight would end badly but didn't bother telling Tommy, her first mistake.