Revenge served Cold Chapter Two Nora's POV I pulled into

Nora's POV
 

I pulled into my assigned parking spot at school, number 23. Lucky for me, I got one close to the entrance. I decided to wait until the bell was just about to ring to go inside so I could make a grand entrance.
While waiting, I hooked my iPod into my car’s stereo and played music, fishing around in my bag for the pack of cigarettes I had slid in there the night before.
Not that it was a healthy habit, but it definitely calmed my nerves. I started in ninth grade with some buddies and it had generally stuck; now I smoke mostly just to curb my appetite.
I cracked my window down a couple inches and put a cigarette between my lips. While searching for the lighter in my bag, I heard a tap on my window. stuff, no one’s suppose to see me yet.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw a lean guy sporting a white button up and dark blue faded jeans. His brown hair was swept to the top of his head and it looked as though he’d spent his summer tanning. Thankful that I didn’t recognize him, I slid an annoyed look onto my face and cranked my window down some more.
“Uh, yeah?”
“Hey,” he said, his blinding smile accenting his green eyes. “I saw you were, well, and I thought maybe I could…possibly bum one?” He asked, stumbling through his words and holding up a blue lighter.
I nodded, thinking. “Get in.” I said, jerking my head towards the passenger side.
He smiled in relief and went around while I rolled my window back up. “So…are you new here?” he asked, taking a Camel Crush from the pack and lighting it.
“I was about to ask you the same thing,” I replied, crushing the ball in my own cigarette. I held my hand out for the lighter.
He handed it to me. “Nah, I started here last year. I’m a senior now. My name’s Trevor, by the way.”
“I’m Nora. I use to live here about a year ago, but I was in Cali for my freshman year,” I explained, inhaling the icy menthol.
“Well I’m surprised, you'd figure a beauty like you would’ve come up in conversation,” he said with a smile.
I rolled my eyes. Trevor picked up my iPod and shuffled through the songs, stopping on This Love by Maroon 5. I laughed and shook my head while he bobbed his body to the beat. Hearing the warning bell ring, I watched people rush inside and flicked my cigarette butt out the window.
As I stepped out of my car Trevor was already there, waiting for me so we could walk inside together. I smiled and pulled out my iPhone.
 

No need to use to the links, I just find it's easier to imagine things with visuals!
Nora Before: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grvFpPi26RE/TfOgVBFEYiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MF1BAJcULcM/s1600/emo8.jpg
Nora After: http://howtogetlonghair.info/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/how-to-make-hair-thicker.png
Trevor: http://i1094.photobucket.com/albums/i456/zrhett/bfcad0ab.jpg

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