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I get out and lean against the driver’s side door, checking out my surroundings. Everything is the same, despite it being a new year. The same cliques are already forming. The same group of stoners stand in the back of the parking lot, smoking it up. The same dorks stand under the tree as they look over books. And then the popular girls and jocks stand around their expensive cars, having a pissing contest and bidding for each other’s attention.
And then there’s me. I don’t fit in with any of them. I sure as hell ain’t going to spend my free time reading. I like to smoke on occasion, but not first thing in the morning before going to class — that’s something reserved for parties only. And the jocks, I’d rather beat their asses than to ever be caught dead with them.
“Have you seen her yet?” Sean asks as he joins me against the side of my car.
“Seen who?” I ask, still looking around.
“Alissa, the new girl.”
I shake my head. “Na, I haven’t seen her.”
“Too bad. I’m calling dibs.”
I look at him and laugh. “You know she’ll pick me over you.” I look at his short, neatly styled, blond hair. He’s wearing a dark blue polo shirt and khakis. No way will she go for him, a total dork, over me.
Who am I kidding?I haven’t even seen this girl yet. She may be nothing like he described.
Sean laughs. “I’ve already started laying the ground work with this one. I bet she would’ve given it up Saturday night if I’d tried.”
I roll my eyes. “You wouldn’t know what to do with it even if she did give it up.”
“Yeah right,” comes his epic reply.
After a few minutes of silence, he points across the parking lot. “There she is.”
My eyes follow his hand, where I see a tall, blonde girl get out of a beat-up S-10. She pushes her long hair away from her face as she reaches across the seat, pulling out her backpack and putting it on. When she steps from between her truck and another car, I get a full view of her.
She’s wearing cut-off jean shorts and a ripped-up Nirvana t-shirt. The sleeves have been cut off, and she has it tied just above her bellybutton. Her Chuck Taylor’s are dirty and worn, and her long, tan legs tease me with every step.
“I’m overriding your dibs,” I tell Sean as she walks closer to us.
“Fuck you. I already called it. Didn’t I tell you she was hot?”
“She’s not your type of hot though,” I argue while crossing my arms over my chest.
“What’s that mean?” He seems offended.
“Look at you. You go for pep squad girls. Not rocker girls like that.” I nod in her direction. I lick my lips while watching her walk closer and closer to me.
My eyes never leave her as she walks by. She offers up a small smile as her eyes look me up and down.
“Hey, Alissa,” Sean says, standing up straight.
She spins around and takes the few steps back to us with a wide smile. “Hi, Sean is it?”
“Yeah. How was your weekend?”
She shrugs her tan shoulder. “It was alright. Who’s this?” She nods toward me.
It suddenly occurs to me that I’ve been standing here, staring at her this whole time. “I’m Dane,” I tell her with a cocky grin that makes her smile brighten. Girls can’t deny what I’m asking for when I shoot them my grin. “Can I walk you in?”
“Yeah, sure,” she replies, the corners of her mouth turning up into a coy smile.
I smack Sean in the stomach as I stand up straight and walk to her side.
“I’m going to get you back for that,” Sean calls out from behind me. I look over my shoulder and hold up my middle finger with a smile.
He’s pissed I stole his girl right out from under him, but she isn’t his girl. And she never will be. Even though I’ve just met this girl and I know nothing about her, she’s mine.
