Say my name no more
Chapter 1
"He's looking at you again." quoted Marcy. "I know, do you think he'll come over?" I looked across the room and saw Owen staring at me. "It's the fith time he's done that in seven minutes." I said, looking at my watch. "you actually keep count?"
"wait, sshh! He's coming over." Owen started to walk towards me. He was hiding his gorgeous hair under his hoodie. I kept looking at Marcy, telling her to look away and drink or something, but she kept smiling up at him. "Marcy, get stuffed! Stop looking!" I whispered into her ear. He took off his hoodie and wrpped it around me. "You look cold." he said and then he left. I looked at Marcy, she was staring at me with a wide open mouth like a goldfish. I could tell that she was astonished. I was too. I propably looked like a lemon when he came over, I didn't say anything. Was he expecting to get his hoodie back? I mean, I can't beleive that the most gorgeous, popular guy in school actually put his hoodie around ME! "Come on, lets go home." Marcy said, and she stood up and walked out of mcDonalds, leaving me with the georgous smell of Owen. When I finally got my senses back together, I ran out of McDonalds, still hugging the hoodie. Marcy had stormed off halfway down the road in her bright red skinny jeans and her quilted jacket. I chased after her and saw that she had the biggest scowl on her face you'll ever see. Then I noticed Zoe and her little 'gang' laughing in the opposite direction. "Marcy, what did they say to you? Marcy?" I heard a muffled sniff and then I noticed Zoe giving me the evils. I thought she was going to start on me too, untill she swished her hair and stomped away. I saw the rest of her 'gang' follow after her. Then I remembered Owen's hoodie. Zoe had had a crush on Owen ever since I can remember. I heard that she had a thing with him for 2 years until a new girl ruined everything. Now I'm the new girl...
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-Thanks, I wrote this out of
inspiration from a
Jaqueline Wilson book. The book
is called Kiss, though my story
has a much happier ening.
RedSquirrel