Chapter three

I'm a loser.

Hey guys! Sorry for the late update! I will try to be more on top of that. Ok first of all thank you to all my viewers! I'll try to throw in some connection between certain characters as a treat for taking so long ;) also I would like to thank my viewers! You guys make it all worthwhile! I realize a lot of you followed my story but didn't review. I appreciate it none the less but I would be very 'happy inside…' (XD)if you did review! thanks guys! P.S. sorry this particular chapter will be short

Layla POV

I sat in the old school yard as a subtle light streamed through the out stretched limbs of the trees casting down a light onto me. Birds chirped around me and over all it was a lovely day. But, I didn't think so. I huffed ripping grass from the abused school yard. Why you ask, was I so upset today? Well I had been stood up. By John Lennon of all people.

I huffed irritated that I had fallen for him. I laid myself down onto my back as I stared up at the abnormally blue sky. I was about to stand up and storm off when I realized he wasn't coming. He was an hour late for crying out loud! I rose to my feet dusting off my skirt with the intentions of leaving. "Ello?" I heard a voice behind me. I turned smiling expecting it to be John with some explanation for why he was late. My face fell a little when I realized it was only George.

"Oh 's you.." I said disappointed and felt a little bad when I caught a glimpse of hurt in his eyes. "Layla? What er ya doin out 'ere?" he asked one of his bushy eyebrows raised. He looked amused at my state and she felt my fiery anger rise a bit. According to Cam I was one to over exaggerate. "I have a date for your information." I crossed my arms defiantly. "With John!" I decided to add for good measure.

"Uh….. Layla?" he asked a bit surprised. "John went out with Cynthia two hours ago to visit the pictures…" he sounded sympathetic and I felt my heart break over a guy I had just met. "W-what?" I asked my face relaxing in surprise. "I thought you knew?..." his eye brows furrowed and he added. "Layla, John has a girlfriend."

My face turned red from embarrassment as I realized I had been the brunt of a joke. "Oh…' I said not trusting myself to say anything more. I mentally slapped myself at being so strung up on a guy I had known for about three days. I turned with the intention of leaving once again. I had just made it onto the main road when I heard George call my name behind me.

"What?' I asked irritated as he caught up to me. He panted a little resting his callused hands on his knees. "Well I was wondering…. Well maybe would you like to take a walk with me?" he asked nervously. "Ya know as friends?" he quickly added. I laughed a little and gave a curt nod. "Eh got nothing better ta do." I shrugged.

I realized this probably sounded mean but I shook it off. Gorge didn't seem to care and in fact he had a huge smile on his face.

Cam POV

I swam around the pool happily dunking my head under water. I smiled at the warmth. By now I was used to the frigid weather of Liverpool and was quite happy that it was warm. My raven black hair swirled around my face like ink. I held my breath before swimming to the bottom of the pool my hair in hot pursuit. I open my eyes to find the water a little blurry.

But for the most part I could see rather well. I resurfaced in time to see a laughing Layla approach me. I was about to jump out when I noticed who followed. First came a rather proud looking George behind Layla and second came a rather pissed John. John being per suited himself by a rather short looking blonde. She clung to his arm batting her giant, and clearly false looking lashes.

Her big blue eyes darted curiously. Finally came… Paul. I subconsciously stiffened. Layla was still laughing as they towered above me due to the fact they were outside of the pool. "What?" I glared.

She grabbed a hand held mirror from her bag of makeup inside her purse. She flipped it open showing me my reflection. I blushed realizing that my hair was soaked and there for sticking flat to my face. I laughed a bit myself when I noticed they couldn't see my eyes through my bangs that covered them, yet I could see them. I looked ridiculous and quickly ducked back underneath the water.

I resurfaced my hair once again normal. My mouth hung open shocked as the four boys peeled off their shirts and jumped in the pool. Paul smirked at me smugly throwing me a knowing glance as I stared at his visible muscles. I glared deciding I had let up to much on my 'I hate Paul!" club.

I flipped him the bird before going to the overly crowded diving board. A row of at least ten other people stood in front of me. Including a group of oddly familiar boys making cat calls at me. I recognized the 'leader.' "Ace?" I asked going by his stupid pet name. "Cam." He smirked.

He approached me smirking cockily. I smirked myself as I brought my knee up hard into his crotch. He doubled over in pain as I shoved him into the pool. I caught the others looking at me a waved like nothing had happened. They approached me, Paul in front. Ace resurfaced. "You little bitch!" he hissed. I glared daggers at him as Paul raised an eyebrow.

"Don't even ask…" I warned. "Can we go do something else?" I smiled apologetically at everyone else. They nodded all except John who wanted to swim. He eventually gave in with a "Better bring me some damn cookies or 'omethin." I laughed out loud until he slung his arm around Layla. She seemed to stiffen and melt all at the same time.

I also noticed George glare at him and Cynthia pout unhappily. I could understand Cynthia but why George? Please leave a review guys. I only have to and I'd prefer them to PM's Thanks guys!