So When the Smoke Clears, Here I am, chapter 2
***Callie's P.O.V.***
"Bye, Mike!" I called over my shoulder as I walked in the opposite direction towards my locker. I smiled. Mike sure is cute. And sweet, too. I hope we can be friends.
I reached my locker, unpacked my books and dived into the nearest bathroom with the clothes I had brought.
~4 mins. later~
I stepped out of the stall in my new outfit: A red tank top and a black hoodie, frayed capri jeans, and hi-topped black converse.
I sprinted to homeroom, dodging other people in the hall around me.
I reached the classroom panting. I was still early, though. I was relatively fast. I entered the room and took a seat at one of the tables, putting my bg down and plopping into a nearby chair. I pulled out of my purse and penciled some on before Mike and another boy walked in.
***Mike's P.O.V.***
I walked to homeroom with Billie Joe. He kept trying to convince me that I am a lost cause because I only made friends with one girl, while he had a kabillion "girl-friends".
I just patted his curly head and consoled him. He seemed kind of freaked out because he should have been the one consoling me.
When Billie and I reached homeroom, I was pretty happy that I would be able to introduce Billie Joe and Callie to eachother. I knew they would get along great. I scanned the room for Callie, but I didn't see her.
Suddenly, a blonde-haired girl stood up.
"Hey, Mike. Over here!" she called, gesturing for us to come over.
It took me a few moments to realize that it was Callie. She looked different. I liked it.
I smiled and started to walk over with Billie Joe in my wake. I sat down next to her, and Billie next to me.
"I didn't regodnize you there! You sure do clean up nice. Yeah, I know, oldest line in the book. Give me a fucking break! God!
To my surprise, she smiled, "Thanks," she replied, grinning "You're still the way I left you, that'll make it easy."
I chuckled "Don't worry, I won't change," I told her, throwing one of my best nice-guy smiles at her.
***Callie's P.O.V.***
So Mike's here now, with his anonymous friend who seems to be very interested with a keychain on my bag.
Mike sat down next to me and told me that he hadn't recodnized me. Told me that I "clean up nice". I mean, wow. If that wasn't the oldest pick-up line than may I be struck by lightning and run over six times by a unicycle driving monkey.
Honestly, don't try and charm me with words that suck more than the suckiest suck to ever suck. Just ask me out!
I just decided to smile and reply.
Mike chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't change," he said.
Then, he threw the cutest smile at me. He didn't need anything. A smile like that would make any girl fall hard.
"This is Billie Joe," he said, pointing to his friend.
"What?" Billie Joe looked up.
"Thanks for joining us, Bill" he said to Billie Joe, rolling his eyes., "Billie, this is Callie, that girl that I met this morning."
"Hi," Billie Joe said, leaning over Mike to shake Callie's hand.
"Hey," i replied.
Mike, Billie Joe and I talked for the rest of the period. We got on great together. I could tell that this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship between us.
"Bye, Mike!" I called over my shoulder as I walked in the opposite direction towards my locker. I smiled. Mike sure is cute. And sweet, too. I hope we can be friends.
I reached my locker, unpacked my books and dived into the nearest bathroom with the clothes I had brought.
~4 mins. later~
I stepped out of the stall in my new outfit: A red tank top and a black hoodie, frayed capri jeans, and hi-topped black converse.
I sprinted to homeroom, dodging other people in the hall around me.
I reached the classroom panting. I was still early, though. I was relatively fast. I entered the room and took a seat at one of the tables, putting my bg down and plopping into a nearby chair. I pulled out of my purse and penciled some on before Mike and another boy walked in.
***Mike's P.O.V.***
I walked to homeroom with Billie Joe. He kept trying to convince me that I am a lost cause because I only made friends with one girl, while he had a kabillion "girl-friends".
I just patted his curly head and consoled him. He seemed kind of freaked out because he should have been the one consoling me.
When Billie and I reached homeroom, I was pretty happy that I would be able to introduce Billie Joe and Callie to eachother. I knew they would get along great. I scanned the room for Callie, but I didn't see her.
Suddenly, a blonde-haired girl stood up.
"Hey, Mike. Over here!" she called, gesturing for us to come over.
It took me a few moments to realize that it was Callie. She looked different. I liked it.
I smiled and started to walk over with Billie Joe in my wake. I sat down next to her, and Billie next to me.
"I didn't regodnize you there! You sure do clean up nice. Yeah, I know, oldest line in the book. Give me a fucking break! God!
To my surprise, she smiled, "Thanks," she replied, grinning "You're still the way I left you, that'll make it easy."
I chuckled "Don't worry, I won't change," I told her, throwing one of my best nice-guy smiles at her.
***Callie's P.O.V.***
So Mike's here now, with his anonymous friend who seems to be very interested with a keychain on my bag.
Mike sat down next to me and told me that he hadn't recodnized me. Told me that I "clean up nice". I mean, wow. If that wasn't the oldest pick-up line than may I be struck by lightning and run over six times by a unicycle driving monkey.
Honestly, don't try and charm me with words that suck more than the suckiest suck to ever suck. Just ask me out!
I just decided to smile and reply.
Mike chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't change," he said.
Then, he threw the cutest smile at me. He didn't need anything. A smile like that would make any girl fall hard.
"This is Billie Joe," he said, pointing to his friend.
"What?" Billie Joe looked up.
"Thanks for joining us, Bill" he said to Billie Joe, rolling his eyes., "Billie, this is Callie, that girl that I met this morning."
"Hi," Billie Joe said, leaning over Mike to shake Callie's hand.
"Hey," i replied.
Mike, Billie Joe and I talked for the rest of the period. We got on great together. I could tell that this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship between us.
