Finally Seniors

"Hey Amelia" I heard someone yell my name across the hall

I turn my head away from organizing my locker as I see my best friend Stella running towards me and pushing people out of her way

"Stella" I yell back and start running towards her as we both meet in a tight hug.

Stella and I have been friends ever since I fell off the monkey bars at our elementary school and she helped me up. She was the only person that didn't laugh at me.

"Omg I haven't seen you in forever" Stella exclaimed as she clinged onto me for dear life

"I know. We need to hang out after school" I say as I cling onto her with as much strength that she is

"You guys saw each other yesterday," Easton says walking up to us since we caused a little crowd around us

"And talked on the phone all night" he say putting the emphasis on the word 'and'.

Easton Hayes. If you haven't figured it out Easton is Stella's twin brother. No, they aren't identical but they both have similarities. For example their black hair, grey eyes with flecks of gold, and freckles across their nose and fading onto their cheeks.

The only big difference between the two, actions wise, was that Stella was waiting for a nice trustworthy guy to spend all her time with but, Easton pretty much gave up on the idea of settling down with a girlfriend when his first girlfriend cheated on him. So he goes around and flirts with girls but, he's not your basic fuck boy, he doesn't hump then dump. He just flirts with them and if they're lucky he'll maybe make out with them but that's the most that he does.

"That's too much time apart" Stella expresses to her brother as I laugh at the two siblings

I pull away from Stella and check the time on my phone only to see we have six minutes until class starts

"Come on Stells, we have six minutes or we're gonna be late for class" I say as I grab her arm and pull her towards our lockers since they're near each other

"I see you're still the goodie two shoes I remember from last year" he teases me as I gather my books for the next 3 classes

"I see your still the same man whore from this summer" I say as I turn around to see him winking at a group of girls gawking at him

I close my locker and walk towards science class since it's our first class of the day. Me and Stella were lucky enough to be put in all the same main courses, but not the same electives sadly.

Stella and I walk towards the science desk in the back so we wouldn't get in trouble during class since we talk a lot

"Okay class," the teacher yells gaining our attention

"Today we're going over lab safety" she announces causing everyone to groan in irritation.

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"That was one of the most boring classes of my life" Stella says expressing her feelings as we walk out of the science class and into the hall

I'm about to respond when a voice cuts me off

"Obviously you've never paid attention during your meditation sessions" Easton says showing up again weirdly.

Usually he leaves us alone and barely acknowledges us in school, so I don't know why this year he's deciding to hang around us.

"Don't you have football tryouts or something?" Stella asks trying to shoo her brother away

"That's after school you imbecile" he say rolling his eyes

"Hey, there's no need to be throwing insults at people" I say to him as he suddenly turns his attention to me

"didn't you call me an asshole last week?" He questions smirking

"Yeah, because you ruined my favorite shirt" I say trying to justify my point

"it became my favorite shirt too when it got wet," he claimed stepping closer to whisper into my ear opposite of Stella

"Because I could see the wonderful lace bra underneath the shirt and let's not forget how hard your-" he says in a seductive low voice but doesn't get to finish before Stella is pulling me more into her side as she glares at her twin

"Stop seducing my best friend you man whore" Stella says glaring at her brother, but he paid no attention

He just stared me deep in my eyes with a load of emotions that I couldn't figure out, then I thought back to what he was saying before Stella interrupted him and started to blush furiously causing him to smile and turn towards his sister

"As you wish dear sister of mine" he says tauntingly then walking down the hall to his next class

Oh shoot class. I forgot all about it.

"Oh god we're gonna be late for math" I freaked out as I started running to the math room hoping we weren't already late

"I mean is that really a bad thing?" Stella asks chasing after me causing me to roll my eyes at her question, that's Stella for you.. carefree.

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"Finally, it's lunchtime" I say as I walk into the crowded cafeteria and towards the long lunch line

"I know right. I've been waiting for lunchtime ever since breakfast" Stella says making me laugh.

As soon as we get our food we walk towards a random empty table only to be stopped by a group of cheerleaders

"You guys are Amelia and Stella, right?" a girl with a long brown ponytail asks us

"Yeah, is there something wrong?" I ask them confused

"Do you guys want to sit with us since you're on the tryout list?" She asks politely

I look at Stella for confirmation, so she looks at me and smiles

"Yeah, we'd love to" I say as we make our way to sit at the end of the table which, lucky for us, already has two seats that aren't filled

As soon as we're seated a blonde cheerleader speaks up automatically silencing all the cheer chat

"Hi my name Emma and I'm head cheerleader" she says a little overly excited, then she calls out the names of all the cheerleaders while pointing to them

Stella and I politely greeted all of them as they had greeted us.

A couple minutes later of just talking about new cheer costumes and gossip about who likes who lunch ends and we make our way to our electives, I had P.E. while Stella had home ec.

I feel bad for the teacher because Stella can't cook anything to save her life, but it was a required subject so she had no choice

"I'm gonna miss you" Stella says as she embraces me in a hug

"Stells it's only an hour" I say laughing at her and rubbing her back

"I know Ames but, I don't know anyone here besides you and my brother" she says

"And the cheer squad" I point out causing her to chuckle

"I'll see you in an hour?" She asks as she let's go to look me in the eye

"I wouldn't miss it" I say smiling at her childlike antics.

"Hey Amelia, over here" I hear a voice call to me as I walk into the gym

I turn in the direction the voice came in to see Emma and three other girls from the cheer squad, I smiled as I made my way towards them

"Hey" I say as I walk up

"Hey! Omg, I didn't know you were in this class" Emma says excited

"Yeah sorry, it never came up" I say

"Nevermind that," she says waving it off

"There's this really hot boy that I need to show you" she says excited

"Where?" I ask curiously

She turns my body so I'm facing the bleachers then tilts my head up and to the side

"Him. In the black V neck" she says pointing at the one and only...

Easton Hayes.

Almost like he could feel my eyes burning holes on the side of head he turns towards us then looks at me with shock evident on his face

"Omg he's looking over here!" Emma squeals in my ear a little too loud for my liking

He then regains his composture and winks causing me to glare at him and him to laugh at my reaction obviously not noticing the squealing girls behind me

"Ahhhh and he winked too!" Emma squeals again causing me to turn around and look at them

While they were fangirling over a literal asshat I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket

I fish it out to see I have 1 new message, I unlock my phone and read the message only to end up scowling

Easton- you as a cheerleader? could you get anymore sexier?

I know he was teasing because it's this ongoing war me and him have been having with each other since I was nine and he was ten.

Stella never seemed to care until about a month ago when Easton and I were arguing about hickies when Stella just so happened to catch the last part of our conversation before yanking me out of the room and threatening her brother.

She took it out of context since he had me trapped leaning against the counter as he was leaned down so that our faces were a couple inches apart, but the position meant nothing to me.

Amelia- you as a football player? Could you get anymore cliché?

I texted him back before putting my phone away and listening to the gym rules and safety regulations.