Crazier
The First
Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part One of The First Chapter
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The
car rumbled going down the street. It was August 29th, the first
day of senior year. The first day of my last year of high
school.
"Last year, last year, last year, last year!" Chris
chanted.
Beau was driving, warily, as usual.
"Beau, you do realize that we will be late if you don't
pick it up to 5 miles an hour." Stephen huffed.
Beau hit the accelerator and the engine roared.
"Do you want it to sound like that?" Beau questioned,
while slowing back down to his usual pace.
"If it gets us to school before 8:30, I'm fine with
that." Stephen retorted.
Tomorrow, I'm driving. Stephen complains far too much when
Beau is driving.
"Don't argue, everything's fine. We won't be
late. And Stephen, you'll see that girl you want." I
uttered.
Stephen sent a glare my way, "I doubt she even goes to
Westbrook."
"Really? Cause the new girls mom works for my dad now. And
they were talking all about Westbrook. In fact, she came over for
dinner the other night. Didn't catch her name though."
Chris pronounced.
Stephen then sent his glare to Chris. When Stephen liked a girl,
it was hard to get him off of her. If he had interest, he had
interest, and there was no going back from there. In 6th grade he
had the biggest crush on Lucy Hamly. She, on the other hand,
found him repulsive due to his lack of self care. At that time,
Stephen showered rarely.
"I bet Hunter just wants to get to school so he can have
millions of girls on his tail, just like last year. All those
freshman are gonna love you." Beau mentioned.
So I did have a lot of girls after me, seniors even, though I was
just a junior. I was asked many times to both homecoming, and
prom, but I said no to every invitation. I may be a chick magnet,
but I sure wasn't a player, and I wasn't going to accept
one and deny many. I'd rather go solo.
"Whether it's that or not, I want to get to school to
get my schedule." I smiled.
Beau laughed, "You know it's only cause of the girls.
You could care less about your classes."
"False! I care a lot about classes. Just not as much."
I admitted.
"And the truth, will set you free!" Chris shouted
dramatically as we pulled into the parking lot.
We all got out of the crappy Chevy, and walked up to the
school.
"It's now or never guys." Stephen said, it was the
ritual, everyday on the first day.
"8:10, we weren't late." Beau added in.
We walked inside and went our separate ways, Stephen to his
locker for his items, Beau to the locker room to check on his
football stuff, Chris to his girlfriend, and I went to the
office. I walked in and met the new girls gaze, the same one we
saw the day on the street. She smiled and looked down, clearly
shy, but she was pretty.