Chapter 2: Meeting Mitchie.. and the gang
AN: This is what happened with the bet. Hope ya'll enjoy!
First Day of School.. about 2 months ago.
Caitlyn pov
I can't believe they made me switch schools again. But they did, and now I'm wandering through the halls of West High School in California probably looking like an idiot. My parents always decide to move during the summer, which is why I always have to switch schools. I try looking at the map the school office gave me yesterday and I can't make sense of it. People are running around the hallways like crazy. One girl even pushes me into the lockers. I hit them and groan.
"Ow."
That girl was extremely muscular. She should try out for football.
I laugh to myself as I walk away from the lockers, still rubbing my right shoulder, which had hit the lockers. I attempt to look at the map again, but I realize it's gone. I start frantically looking for the map when I realize I must have dropped it when I got shoved against the lockers. I slowly walk my way back to the lockers, hoping not to get shoved into them again. Unfortunately, I get shoved into the lockers and this time I bravely glare at the person. A cute person. A cute curly haired boy. I still glare at him anyways.
"Oh, sorry. Was I walking where you were standing?" He asks smugly.
"Whatever." I say and roll my eyes, walking away. Surprisingly, he follows me.
"Stalker.." I mumble under my breath.
"What was that?" He asks with a smile.
I blush, embarrassed he heard me.
"Uh- nothing."
He brushes past me and I look relieved. He laughs.
"I wasn't stalking you." He says as he turns to his locker and does the combination.
Blushing, I find my map lying at his feet. I pick it up quickly. I don't like looking like the new kid. I walk away quickly. I finally find my first period class and slip in quietly.
"Nice of you to join us." The teacher says just as the bell rings.
She begins going over her classroom rules and how everyone needs to participate. I fight the urge to roll my eyes. I've heard this so many times. No gum. No talking while I'm talking. You'd think being in 10th grade would tell the teachers that we could be mature. I hear boys laughing in the back of the class. Apparently, we can't be mature. I look around and see that boy again.
Oh, great. He's in my first period class. This'll be fun!
I inwardly groan and roll my eyes as I turn to face the front again. I realize that the teacher has stopped talking and she now sits in her desk. I see everyone talking to each other. I ask the girl beside me what's going on. I hadn't been paying attention.
She smiles at me and replies, "We're supposedly 'learning more about each other'. Hi, I'm Mitchie."
She seems nice. Not like that girl who pushed me into the lockers…
"Hey, I'm Caitlyn. I'm new here."
I've said that so many times, I can say it in 15 different languages. Let's just say, my parents like exploring new countries.
"I thought so. Well, let me introduce you to my friends." Mitchie stands up and I follow her to the back of the room. I see a boy with black flippy hair. He seems nice.
"Guys, this is Caitlyn. She's new here." Mitchie says while pointing to each of the people then to me.
"Hey. I'm Shane. Where'd you move here from?" He asks nicely with a great smile.
I smile back and say, "London."
Shane's jaw drops, as does everyone else's in the group.
"London? As in London, England?" Shane asks still shocked.
I laugh at his facial expression and say, "Yeah. I'm not really from London though. My parents and I move a lot."
"Hey, I'm Ella. I've been to London once!" the black-haired girl with a pink sparkle-jacket says with excitement.
The other girl with long black hair, rolls her eyes.
"No, Ella. You've been to that restaurant called London's. The one down the street. Hi. I'm Peggy."
I smile.
"Hi."
"So, where were you originally from?" Mitchie asks while putting a hand on Shane's shoulder. He smiles up at her.
"I'm originally from New York, where I was born. My sister was too. My parents decided to move around a lot when I was about 5."
I hear someone coming up to us and I turn around. I roll my eyes. It's him.
"Hey guys. Sup?" He asks as he puts a arm around my shoulder.
I, not at all gently I might add, push his arm off my shoulder.
"Since when are you talking to us, little brother?" Shane asks suspiciously.
My mouth drops open. Shane is the jerk's brother? Shane is just so nice. His brother on the other hand..
"Well.. yeah. I just wanted to know something." He says while smiling at me.
I roll my eyes as he attempts a pick-up line.
"I have my library card and I'm checking you out." He says and his friends from the other side of the room bust out laughing.
Everyone on my side of the room rolls their eyes, including me.
"Oh, come on. Like I would ever date you." He says and rolls his eyes.
He walks back to his friends. I roll my eyes again.
"What was up with him?" I ask Shane, who looks like he really wants to punch someone.
"That's my brother, Nate. Ever since he tried out for football, he's forgotten me, our other brother and all his old friends."
I sigh. I hear Mitchie squeal in a high-pitch that I'm positive only dogs can hear.
"I've got an interesting bet for you, Caitlyn!" Mitchie says with a smile.
Just then, the bell rings for second period. Shane kisses Mitchie on the cheek and heads out the door, followed by the rest of the group. Mitchie looks at my schedule on my desk. Mitchie squeals.
"We have all our classes together!"
I laugh and smile. We walk together to our next class, Driver's Ed. I have yet to turn 16, sadly.
"So.. What was your idea?" I ask as we sit down next to each other in our class.
Her eyes brighten happily.
"Oh! I bet that you can't make Nate fall in love with you by the end of the month."
My mouth opens up in shock.
An: Hope it was fairly decent! PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! THEY MAKE ME HAPPY