As soon as we got to school, we let "The Posse" go first. Seriously, that's what they call themselves. Then we waited 10 seconds and got out also. All eyes moved from The Posse to us. Everyone stopped. The boys whispered. The girls stared on with envy. Exactly how they were looking at The Posse a moment ago. They turned around to look at what stole the limelight from them, then their jaws dropped when they realized it was us. Then we walked to the beat of "Don't Cha" by the Pussycat Dolls. Right. Around. Them. People were rushing up to us, introducing themselves and giving us numbers. But we walked on ahead, still walking to that beat, with a blank model stare that everyone would think was natural, but took years of mirror hogging time. Hm. I think I'm gonna like it here.
At lunch, The Posse sat at table 9, their usual table. P.C. scanned the crowd, and then settled on the familiar mass of golden blonde hair. "Hey, Barkley!" she called. She was hoping that she sounded nonchalant, like 'Oh, yeah, I call boys to sit with me all the time, what's the big deal?' Chris looked over and smiled widely, and then made his way over with a swagger only a true alpha could master, without even trying. P.C., of course, has this swagger down as that Jay and Lil Wayne song. On the outside, she had that sly, sexy, come-hither smile that she knew was irresistible, but on the inside, there were choirs singing that boring "hallelujah!" garbage that she had to painfully endure when her mom went through that awful Christian stint. The closest she will ever get to Christian is Christian Dior. Ya. By the time he got to table 9, everyone's eyes were on him, or them. Either one. Except the dumb duo. The only problem was, they were smart. Cassandra and Alessandra were sitting at table 1, looking bored while sipping on Fiji water and talking to their groupies. GROUPIES! P.C. didn't have groupies until 3rd grade! And she was there since the middle of second! What has the world come to?!?? Well, she had the guy, didn't she? She smirked to herself. Barkley finally made it through the mass of hyper-active children, he said, panting, "Hey, P.C., have you seen those 2 girls? They're-"he cut himself off the minute he saw the look on her face. Nini said " Yeah, they're…." "LUH-OSERS" said Nini, Roie and Penni. Then they immediately looked and P.C. for approval. She curtly nodded her head. Barkley didn't think P.C. could hear him, so he said "They're hot." Under his breath. That's when P.C. made a decision right then and there. She took a deep breath. "Guys-"
