Son of a Squirrel Chapter 3

Aeytru's POV

When we got to the cafeteria, there were two girls who weren't already in line, one with pink hair, and a blonde. They were sitting against a wall, and talking.

"Hey guys!" Asher said, waving. "There you are!" said the pink-haired girl, and smiled at me. "Who's this?" The blonde asked, seeming a lot less friendly. "This is Aeytru. Aeytru, this is Casey," He said, and motioning to the friendly one, "And this is-"Allora." She finished.

We got in line, and sat with our 'food'. It didn't look very edible, and I just poked at it, mostly.

"So, what took you so long?" Casey asked Asher. "Aey fell down the stairs. You don't mind if I call you that, do you?" I shook my head, and decided to tell the entire story. "Well, I didn't actually fall down the stairs. This chick tripped me." Asher's face was surprised for a moment.

"What?!" Then it went back to normal. "Wait a sec, was it a blonde? Pink clothes?"

"Super prissy and irritating?" Allora added. "Yeah, that's pretty accurate." They all looked at each other. "Fallon." "Ugh. She's the worst. Just your typical popular head cheerleader type." Asher finished.

"Most people call her Queen Bee, and trust me, she does not like to be crossed. What'd you do?" Casey said.

"Stepped on… I guess her boyfriend's picture. And then she tripped me." "Oh. I was wondering why you were all bruised up."

"Ouch." said Allora. "Yeah, she's Queen B alright. Queen B-I-" "Allora!" Asher cut in, giving his best shocked mother impression. We all laughed. I think I could be friends with this girl.

"Well anyway, yeah, that's what happened." "That sucks." Asher said, and frowned. I shrugged. "It wasn't that bad." "She's done worse." said Casey. Soon, it was time for class. "Thanks for letting me sit with you guys."

"Oh yeah, no problem!" Allora replied. Me, her, and Asher were walking to our class. Turns out we had next hour together. "And sorry about Casey, she's normally not that rude…"

"She just was pissed because you were late meeting us and she…" Allora trailed off. "She what?" said Asher. "Nothing."

By then, we were in our seats, and class started. It seemed to end pretty quick though, with friends around. That was last hour, so after that, I started to walk to the bus with Asher. "So…" He said. "What do you think was up with Allo?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, she never stops from spilling something!"

I shrugged. "How am I supposed to know? I've known you guys for what, 2 hours?" He laughed. "I guess you're right." We got on the bus, and chatted about bands and guitars. We got to our stop, and he gave me his phone number.

"Hey, if you need anything, being new and all, just call me, 'kay?" "Alright. Later!" We turned different ways on the corner, and I noticed how sore I was from my fall. I wonder how much crap I'm gonna get about my…appearance…