Chapter 2
Julie, tapped Kyra on her left shoulder. Kyra turned around and looked at them weirdly.
"What ?", Kyra snapped.
She was in no mood to be laughed at or made aggravated, she was already mad because her sweater got ruined and there was nothing she could do about it and it was the last one in stock at the store.
"No need to be all snappy, we just came to tell ya you are one hella of a feisty bitch and we like that, care to join our little clique ?", Jennie asked, smiling.
Kyra gave them a look over and put on her smart ass tone of voice.
"Sorry, I don't like hangin' with fucking druggies, alcoholic bitches slash jerks, sorry to burst ya little bubble, no thank you and now I must go ta ta !", Kyra said, laughing.
"Well I ain't nothin like what she just described so I am gonna go sweep her off those cute little feet she got and make her mine, peace out !", Nick said, walking towards Kyra.
"Sure he ain't like us, who is the fuck is he kidding ?" Julie, chuckled.
The rest of the day passed by so quickly, after Nick had talked to Kyra, she bitched at him and he walked away sulking, no woman had ever bitched him like she had done, and no his so called little crush, was going to be turning into a quest, a quest of trying to get her to like him, like he was beginning to like her, sure Nick Carter, the jock, never falls in love, nor likes a female to the point of such obsession, but she seemed so different, wild, crazy yet sweet and somewhat quiet, but unbelievably smart and unique.