CHAPTER VI

I am walking through the hall following my mother and Dallas just listening to music. The smile hasn't slipped of my face; she really was cute. And I do want to keep that promise, I wish I could see her again, but I don't think that's possible.

"Who is stealing your thoughts, my little freak sister?" My thoughts being interrupted by a hit on the back of my head.

"You bitch" I mumble rubbing the just hit spot

"Come on! Tell me what has you all up your cloud?"

"Can't I just listen to music, weirdo?" I turn to her and she just rolls her eyes

"Yeah whatever, Torres. OH MY GOD! LOOK AT THAT SHIRT!" I shake my head with a little chuckle as she runs over a shop's glass wall. I sigh and close my eyes as I listen one of my favorite songs starting; As long as you love me by Backstreet Boys. I love everything about this song; it's so pure and soft. I open my eyes and look down; it's always interesting looking down when you're in a higher floor. Shut up, I know I'm weird. I am looking at a small cases shop when I spot her. Now I know why I felt someone looking at me. She has been following me from the first floor and I can't help but smile down at her. I don't know if she likes me and I don't really know if I care. But sure she's a sweet person, you don't have to know her to notice that.

I grab my bag and place it over a bench. Dallas and my mom are still looking at the clothes from the shop so I take the chance to take out a piece of paper and a pen. I add a smiley face at the end and fold; a small airplane rests between my index and thumb and soon it is flying across the halls. She storms away, following the piece of origami.

Mary's POV

I follow her close enough to capture her silhouette moving forward. I've always said that love as first sight was so stupid, you can't love someone without truly knowing them. But this girl, oh god. This girl got me going crazy. I am not in love, I can't; that's impossible. But she sure as hell has me wrapped around her finger. She finally looks down at me and I immediately smile. It's impossible not to smile when you see those lips curving up. She suddenly stops and grabs her purse. What is she doing?

She looks down at me again and a piece of paper flies across her face and down. I quickly run towards it, trying not to lose sight of it as it spins around a small tree and passes over the electrics.

I run past the three pairs of benches in the middle of the hall and see it as it falls to the floor. I sigh exhausted and lean down to take it. I unfold it and read it

MITCHELLE

5533124961

"Fuck Yes" . . .

"I'm fucking awesome" I sigh reaching Jade on the bus stop.

"Hey lovebird. You saw her?" a smile creeps out my features as we sit on a bench

"Here" I give her the paper and she unfolds it carefully

"What?"

"It's her number, you dumbass" I hit the back of her head and she grunts

"Ouu.. and what? Does she have a friend for your sister, here?" I laugh giving her another hit on the head. Nobody knows Jade is gay too. Or well, bisexual. I'd say gay because she only dates boys to cover up but she has never liked or loved them. I remember when Beck and her used to date. It was weird. Watching them was uncomfortable, they always fought. It's such a funny thing that after they broke up, they get along pretty well. Maybe they were meant to be best friends after all.

"Don't be such a horn dog, West" she shakes her head and hands me back the paper.

"Let me be" . . .

Mitchie's POV

"Mitche, is for you" Dallas says entering my room and holding the telephone up

"Who's that?" I take the phone and she shrugs, throwing herself over my couch

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mitchie?"

"Yeah, who's this?"

"We are talking from Hot Rec." what the fuck is that? I turn to Dallas and she shrugs again.

"What?"

"A radio station. We will connect you with this person" and then thee line changes

"Hello, Mitchelle?

"Yeah? Who's this?"

"I'm Mary"

+2 Rev for next chap (: