Chapter 2

Avery's POV:

It's been one week, and every day has been hell. Wes has kept bothering me every day for a week. "Wes! Go away!" I heard him knocking on the front door window.

"Never!" he resided.

"Why would you do this to me? What did I ever do to you to make myself deserve this?!" I shouted. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Avery, who are you arguing with?" my dad asked, walking out the office. "Wes." I deliberately said.

"Alright, that's enough," he opened the door, Wes walking in. I crossed my arms. "Wes, apologize to Avery. Right now." my dad quaintly spoke. Wes scoffed. "I'm sorry, Ivory." he spoke. I wanted to kill him. My dad held me back.

"Say her name, Wes." my father retained me. He scoffed. "Fine. I'm sorry, Avery."

"I'm sorry too." I smiled. "There you go. I'll be in my office." my dad smiled and went back in his office.

"You mean it?" I asked. "Yeah, it was stupid. I guess you could date other people. I'll always be your friend. I'm so sorry, I let my jealousy get the best of me." I hugged him.

"I'm sorry too," I released from the hug. "I guess, when I saw the girl with you, I just got green-eyed. The girl was just so, so beautiful." I sat down in frustration.

He sat down beside me. He entwined his hand in mine, he smiled. "Kyra was cute, but you're beautiful." I smiled. "Thanks, Wes. That means a lot coming from you." I leant in, he leant in. Closer.

When my brother came, we quickly sprang apart. Curse you, Tyler! "Hey guys. Have either of you seen my yo-yo?" Tyler came, searching thoroughly through everything.

"No, Tyler. Maybe you can ask dad?" I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, okay. Thanks, Avery!" Tyler ran into dad's office.

"Now, where were we?" Wes leaned in. He kissed me with spearmint breath.

Tyler's POV:

The next morning, I went to school. "S'up, Nikki?" I asked. "Hi. Get out of my face." Nikki rudely spoke.

Nikki is the head cheerleader of the school. "Give me a D, give me a O. Give me a R, give me a K! What's that spell? Dork." she grinned at me.

"Technically, I'm a nerd." I corrected her. She scoffed. "Give me an, I don't care." she chewed her gum obnoxiously. She thinks she's the princess of this school, just 'cause her daddy owns this school. She's so bitchy, I want her so bad.

Nikki clapped her hands. "Girls, let's go." they walked to class. Nikki's luscious hair, combined with her strawberry scent, and her curves, god.

Nikki's POV:

"Tyler's such a dork." I spoke. "I think he's cute." Andrea gnawed. I glared at her, then sprayed some of my perfume on myself. "I mean, you have to get to know somebody, before judging someone, right?" Andrea asked.

"Nick doesn't have to do that, right Nikki?" Chiyo asked. "Right. God, Andrea." I shook my head.

"Whatever. I think you have a crush on him, Nick. That's why you're being harsh. Don't pretend you're not H-O-H in love with Tyler." Andrea stated.

HOH, heads over heels. No, I'm not!

After school, I went to the smoothie palace, alone. Little did I know that Tyler would be there. "Hello, people. Nikki is here, don't be afraid." I justified loudly. I need a smoothie. "Hi, one kiwi smoothie please." I put the money on the counter.

"Hey Nikki. You wanna hang out sometime?" Tyler stumbled across people, but tripped with a smoothie in his hand.

He spilled yellow stuff on my designer dress. I retained from brutally killing him. "TYLER," he winced. "I WILL NEVER GO OUT WITH A DORK LIKE YOU! YOU'RE G-R-O-S-S." I spelled out for him. "Don't spell at me, Nick. I know when I'm not wanted. I'll leave." he stated.

"Okay, first of all, only friends call me that. Second, that shirt is totally ugly. Third of all, NO ONE WILL EVER WANT YOU. Fourth, I hate you. Fifth, YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS OUTFIT. LAST OF ALL, YOU'RE A MAJORIFIC DORK! GO AWAY!" I cried. "Fine." he left.