Chapter 1 of Those Eyes!

Hey everyone! Here is the first chapter of my story Those Eyes. The title is not permanent, but I haven't thought of a great one yet. Please give me constructive criticism and personal opinions, even any ideas that you all have! I got the idea from The Clique by Lisi Harrison, so if there are any similarities, just remember that I used her writing style. So thanks!(:
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Ashleyyyy <3



Chapter 1~ New Beginnings
I looked him in the eyes, and for a short moment, he stared back. Was it fascination? Or did Cole Allon think I was a total weirdo for looking at him all the time? Sure, I may hang out with the populars, but I’m just totally ordinary. I was five foot five, and had short blonde hair and insanely bright green eyes. Okay, so maybe my eyes were something, but why would he always look back?


Luckily, Gillian snapped me out of my fantasy before I could think too much about it.


“Dana, snap out of it!” she exclaimed.


Gillian was my best friend. It’s like she always knows what I’m thinking. Or were my expressions that obvious on my face? Maybe that’s why Cole always stared at me, because I looked so dumbfounded whenever he was in the room.


It’s not that I wouldn’t ask him out if I had the courage. Actually, it would be quite the opposite. If I had that kind of courage, I’d be the leader, like Sadie. Not one of the followers.


There are six people in our group. Sadie was the head in cheerleading, dance, boys, and our group, basically everything excluding academics. She was as dumb as a post. But of course, whom else would she date but Cole Allon?


Then there was Carlie. She was second in command, sort of like Sadie’s backup. I guess Carlie was all right. I mean, she treated me better than Sadie did. She was smarter, too. I had some AP classes with her. She was a good athlete, too. She was captain of the soccer, basketball, and swim team. She’s led our school to championships three years running!


Next was Lexie. I don’t even know why she hangs out with us. You’d think Sadie would’ve noticed that there was someone dumber than her. Or maybe she just kept her around so that she wasn’t the dumbest.










Lexie could possibly have been a package deal with her twin, Amber. At least Amber was somewhat normal. She was smart, too. A real math whiz. That’s probably why she is the treasurer of Johnston Jr. High.


Gillian, of course was perfect in every way. She’s always had perfect hair and skin, and a mouth that never held braces but always held gossip. It’s not that I envy her, because I don’t. She’s the nicest person I’ve ever met. And she was so much prettier than Sadie, inside and out. And she and I are basically twins at heart. We were both left handed, on occasion, we even called each other ‘twin’.


Last, and probably least, there was me. I was the outcast of our entire brunette group. Everyone in our group had brown hair and bright blue eyes, excluding Carlie, Amber and me. Well, Carlie did have the brunette hair, but she also had one hot pink streak that she especially loved to flaunt and twirl when flirting with the boys. She also had a strange shade of blue violet eyes.


Amber had really dark brunette hair and amber eyes. No wonder she’s dated probably every boy on the basketball team. Aside from Cole that is. She was also the school treasurer.


I was the only the blonde. My hair has cut in what I used to think was a cute short bob, but after seeing all the girls with their long brown hair, it didn’t seem as cute anymore. My blonde hair was also embedded with a neon green streak to match my eyes. I felt so excluded. I guess I was a little jealous. Though I shouldn’t be, I still was.


Back to Cole. Cole was a jock captain of the basketball and football team. He was gorgeous. He had ink black hair and green eyes a shade darker than mine. It was at that point that he started walking toward us.


“Hey baby,” Sadie greeted him, loud enough for everyone to hear, “how’s it going?”


“Look Sadie, we need to talk,” he mumbled, then looked at all of us and added, “alone.”


This freaked her out a little.


“Okay, let’s go,” obviously she was trying to sound casual.










* * *






“OH MY GOSH!” the five of us exclaimed at once, followed by a slur of “how’s” and “whys” and “where’s”.


“He did,” Sadie said, and for the first time, her voice was on the verge of tears, “It was quick, too. Like pulling off a bandage, it didn’t hurt until afterward.”


While everyone was pitying and empathizing and getting all angry toward Cole, my insides were dancing in happy circles.


I was also glad Gillian didn’t say anything about my little encounter with Cole. After he broke up with Sadie, he had turned to go to his next class, which was also my next class, English. In fact, I am very surprised that Carlie didn’t say anything.


He came to sit next to me. After I finished mentally hyperventilating, we were actually able to have a half-human conversation. It was the best hour of the day. But so many new questions were raised. Does he like me? If he does, will he ask me out? If he asked me out and I said yes, would Sadie make my life miserable? I didn’t know the answers to any of these questions, and I wasn’t excited to find out the answer to the last one.


“Hello, Dana?” Amber asked. It was the first time I’d actually been acknowledged throughout the entire call.


“Yeah?” I replied.


“Well, you haven’t given any input on the situation. Is something wrong?”


Were they serious? None of them ever had concern for me. Did I miss something in the conversation? I would assume that everything had been superficial anyway.


“Well, nothing’s wrong, exactly. I was just…” What? What should I say? “Working on my math homework.” There, that was reasonable enough.


“How can you be focusing on your math homework?!” Sadie exclaimed, “We need to get back at Cole!”


Oh, so now it was we.


“Sorry,” I mumbled, “Wait, what mom?” I pretended like she was calling me, “Oh, sorry guys, I gotta go. I’ll help plot tomorrow, though.” Then I hung up without waiting for any response.


A second later, my AIM bleeped. That’s weird, I thought. I didn’t even know why I had an AIM. No one ever talked to me on it…


Oh my gosh!! It was a friend request from COLE!!


“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” I screamed. Did he really want to be my friend? It was like a dream come true.


“Is everything okay?” my mom yelled from downstairs.


“Yeah,” I yelled back, trying not to scream again.


I hit accept as fast as my fingers could go, and a second later, I was chatting with the hottest guy at Johnston Jr. High.


COLE: hi dana wats up?


ME: nm u?


I wonder if he noticed my attempt at trying to sound blasé. Could it really be that pathetic?


COLE: I was wondering if u finished ur essay.


Oh, that’s why he wanted to talk to me. He didn’t like me the way I liked him. How could I have been so oblivious?


ME: yea it was rlly easy


COLE: oh


“Oh”? What is that supposed to mean? Oh, as in, “well, can you help me?” or “oh, you probably don’t want to talk to me, then, since you’re so much smarter.” If only there was a dictionary on guy’s reactions!


ME: Y do u ask?


COLE: I was wondering if u could check mine


Wow. That wasn’t what I was expecting at all.


ME: uh, sure just email it 2 me


COLE: k, wait, wats ur email?


ME: darlingdana@hotmail srry it rlly lame 


COLE: I don’t think its lame 


How could I possibly respond to that?! The hottest guy ever just complimented my lame email address. Did that mean he liked me, or did he think I was a freak?


Seconds later, I got his email. It read:














Dana,


Thanks for reading this 4 me. I hope it’s good. I really need a 100 to keep my scholarship. But please don’t tell anyone. You’re the only one I trust with this secret ;)


-Cole






I couldn’t breathe. He was on scholarship, too? We were perfect for each other! Was he also not destined to be an A-lister like me? How much did we have in common? But why was I the only one he could trust? I’ve hardly ever said a word to him! But I would talk to him for days and not only know his favorite song, but everything about him. I would get to know him. Not like Sadie, where she only notices the superficial things. I would be his friend, and if he wanted to be more, I would do that too. The bleep of the AIM brought me back to reality. No, it was impossible for a girl like me to be with someone as great as him.


COLE: did u read it?


Was that curiosity or impatience? Well, best to sound casual.


ME: yea, its rlly good. if football doesn’t work, u could b a journalist!


COLE: haha yeah rite


ME: seriously


COLE: plz don’t tell any1 about my scholarship


ME: Y? im on scholarship 2


COLE: rlly? Does any1 kno?


ME: yea, evry1 but Sadie 


COLE: thts a very wise choice ;)


Oh my gosh! He must like me! He wouldn’t use a wink emoticon if he didn’t.


“Dana?” it was my mom calling me. Dinner must be ready. Why must she call now?


ME: g2g dinners rdy


COLE: kk… er I’ll save u a seat @ lunch tmrw?


ME: sure! Buhbye(:


Curse my mother for calling me to dinner now! And was he really going to save me a seat? Or were he and Sadie plotting to embarrass me in front of the whole school? I didn’t have much time to think it through, because my mom called me to dinner again, and this time, she was angry.