Muhaha! Guess who's been updating? Yessum! I know you've been waiting. Unfortunately, my Twilight Fanfic isn't that cool yet. And that makes me sad. See the sad face?
Anyway, let's get started.
Disclaimer: I don't own Outsiders, or any of its sexy characters. I only own the ones mwah has come up with.
"So, I heard you were hanging out with Andrew last night". I stopped sipping on my Coke, and glared at her. "It's not all like it's set out to be", I took another sip. "All we did was talk. Nothing happened that goes on in your twisted fantasies, Clara.".
Clara has been one of my best friends since 6th grade. She's always been there for me, and I love her for that. But when it comes to the opposite gender, she makes you want to smack her.
She frowned. "You know, you could try harder with him. I can tell he likes you." I chuckled. "Just like you could tell that it was going to rain today." Of course, it didn't. Missouri is known for their crazy weather conditions. And absolutely no one can predict them. Especially Clara.
"I really don't see why so many people spazz out over me and Drew hangin' together. It's not like he proposed to me, let alone want to be in a relationship at all." I frowned. This topic really bothered me. I have strong feelings for Drew. So strong, I don't know what the feelings mean. Honestly, I don't want to know. I want this all to stay how it is. But, I can go without the crazy gossip. I could happily live without that. It's not the first time in history a Junior is friends with a Freshman.
Clara rolled her eyes, and flipped back her attempted-bleached bangs. "With that negative attitude, of course he wouldn't wanna bother with you. Maybe if you went shopping a little more. Don't you have money?" "No, I don't." I snapped. The last time I checked, my family's still flatout broke and our money tree died. "I'm sorry I can't be in with the latest trends. But at least there's someone in my life who doesn't care about the way I dress. He's a true and honest friend, unlike you." I stormed off, and started walking off campus. School was almost over anyway. I still don't see the point in skipping classes (Clara's smart idea).
I can't stand people like her. It hurts even more to hear it from her. She's supposed to be my best friend. It's like I'm her little Barbie doll now. Everyone else has no problem in the way I look. I was always admired by my natural tanned skin, and my emerald green eyes. It was pretty unusual to have almost red hair with all of that. It wasn't weird, as in freaky, just a little more unseen than most girls here. I guess that's what Drew saw in me, or at least what I wanted him to see. Clara grabbed me before I could get away. "You know that's not what I meant. Why do we always have to argue like this?"
I shrugged her off. "Because you lead on the arguments." When the bell rang, I walked into the direction of the bus, waiting for Drew to arrive.