Friends will always share their food with you... but Best Friends will always be the reason you won't have any food.....

Chapter 12: The World Of The Citrus.

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"Nope."

"Pretty please with a cherry on the top?"

"Aaron, even if you ask me the same thing with a thousand cherries on the top, my answer will remain the same!"

Confused?

Well, after the chasing around, Sam and I decided to start with our 'girls time' but Candy won't leave. I tried pushing him, but who am I kidding? The muscles are not just for show. This boy is made of steel. Sam wasn't reasy to assist me while I pushed him 'cause he was shirtless.

"But why are you not letting me be a part of your so-called 'girls time'?"

"Seriously? What part of 'girl's time' do you not understand? Unless....you confess that you are a girl."

A look of pure horror made it's way across Candy's face. "This," he said pointing towards his naked upper-half," is made up of pure manlihood. So donot insult it."

"So since you denied the fact that you are a girl, GET OUT!"

"But I already know everything about you, hell I even know about your monthly cramps and your mood swings. So what's the big issue?"

At the mention of my cramps, I turned red. The knowledge about my cramps was oh-so generously provided to him by my mother. Yup, my own mother betrayed me.

"GET. OUT."

"But-"

"OUT."

"I-"

"Do you want me to show Sam your 'superman' video?" I asked taking a dangerous step towards him.

"Y-You won't. Right?"

"Not if you get out adn let me enjoy with my new best friend," I answered.

"Hey I-"

I raised an eyebrow at him, daring him to speak.

"Okay, fine. I'll go," he finally huffed," But don't blame me if you miss me too much."

I stuck my tongue out at him.

"But atleast give me something to wear. I don't want the female population to go down," he said cockily.

"Oh ofcourse. Your looks will scar them forever. Now we wouldn't want that!," I replied scoffing and ran up to get him a t-shirt.

One of the features about our friendship is that we always have some clothes at each other's house, so we don't have to worry about not having spare clothes.

I went into my room and looked for one of his t-shirts. I found two of them. One was a plain black tee, but the other one was a yellow one with a huge minie mouse on it. I smirked evilly. I had bought this tee as a joke, almost a year back. I never made him wear this in public.

But since he troubled me alot, I think this could be the perfect time to make use of it. I neatly tucked the black one in my closet and grabbed the other one.

I skipped down the stairs, grinning like an idiot.

"Candyyyyyy," I shouted in a sickly sweet tone.

He suddenly became alert. "Why do I think I'm not gonna like what's gonna come next?"

I gave him a cheeky grin as I held out the t-shirt to him.

A look of horror resumed as he studied the piece of cloth.

"No way! Oh God this is embarrassing" Aaron whned like a three-year old.

I hear a chuckle and I turned to see Sam trying her best not to laugh.

"Hurry or else I'll have to bring the video too," I gave him a wicked smirk.

"You're pure evil," Aaron said, glaring at me.

I laughed in response.

After what seemed like ages, he finally put it on and I kicked him out of the house.

When I came back, I looked at Sam. We both kept silent for a moment before bursting out into laughter.

"That. Was. Epic!" she managed to say while laughing.

It took us around five minutes to sober up. When we both were sure that we couldn't laugh anymore, we went towards my room.

"Wow. You know, it's actually hard to believe that the guy who was here just fifteen minutes ago is the same Aaron who is the popular guy in school," Sam said, her eyes showing the disbelief.

"Well, that's Aaron for you," I answered.

"By the way, I was wondering, what's up with all the seperation of the nerds and the popular crowd? I mean the other day I saw five girls doing the assignments of the popular crowd. Heck I even saw a guy polish that cute blonde popular guy's shoes. I mean, it's been a month since I joined the school but I still don't get this concept of nerds and populars," she started," Plus not only that, these hideous glasses that we're forced to wear, and the separation of the nerds and the barbies in the classes? I mean what the hell?! Why don't the teachers do anything about it?"

"Done? Honestly, the things you just mentioned are just a few minor things that separate the two social groups. You've not seen the worst side of it, yet," I told her, which was true.

The separation of the nerds and the popular crowd had gone to such extents, that even our principal Mr. Capriano was helpless about this problem. The teachers had started gnoring it. Because of the extent of power the citrus group (that's what I call the popular crowd), even the teachers gave up.

"You mean there's worse?"

I nodded.

"Holy cow! I don't even know who all are the people I need to stay away from," Sam shuddered.

"Wait, I'll give you a brief description of the main snobs and weaklings," I said picking up my yearbook. I opened the page where there were two major photos. One of the citrus group and the other of the nerd group.

"This," I said pointing to the picture of the citrus group," are the populars. The one to the extreme left, the one with blonde hair and green eyes is Kent Dalington. Don't let his looks fool you. He is the biggest player on Earth. Moving one, this black-haired beauty is Jester Patrickson, captain of the basketball team and the ultimate snob.

Right next to him is Kelly Sheldon, the daughter of one of the trustees of this school and the main reason why they get away with things. Next to her is Shelly Montez, the leader of the troup of the fakes. Her fake blonde hair and faker attitude is what makes her a typical cliche bitch. You already know Aaron aka Candy. These are the main ones. The rest of them are their minions or followers who are rich enough to be considered as a part of that group," I explained it to her.

"Woah. That is.... alot to take in."

"This is not even the beginning."

"It'll take some time for me to digest everything. By the way, remember when I said I had to tell you about something?"

I nodded.

"Remember when I mentioned Nate?"

i nodded again.

"Well, guess what? He is coming here. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep," she shrieked so loud that I almost thought that I'd gone deaf.

I gave her a flat look.

"What?" she asked," why didn't you give any sort of reaction?"

"For me to react, you need to tell me who he is. I mean is he your brother, uncle, cousin, boyfri-."

"Best Friend," she cut me off," My bestest friend in the whole wide world, just like Aaron is yours. Don't you remember the stories about our little escapades I told you?"

"Ooh. So he is that best friend. You idiot, you didn't tell me his name, so how do you think I would've known that he was the same guy you spoke about all the time?"

She gave me a sheepish grin.

"So, is he coming to visit you or something?" I asked.

"Nope, even better. He is coming here to study with me. That means that we'll be finishing our senior year together! Eeeeeeep. I'm too excited," she gushed.

I smiled at her excitement. She looked like a small kid who'd just been told that Santa Claus is coming to meet him.

"So, when is he coming?" I asked.

"Sometime next week or maybe a few days after."

"That's great!," I replied.

"Yup, and he's totally gonna like you!"

I grinned in response.

Who knows, maybe we could become really good friends.

And I could really use another friend in my life.

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UNEDITED ......So please ignore all the spelling and grammatical errors

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