There he was Justin Alexander my best friend he was a tall jock,dark hair ,blue eyes
Supposedly everyone's dream guy. Justin has been my best friend since when we wear still in junior high for some unknown reason he always stuck to me despite I wasn't poplar like my sister her still tried to drag me along to his friend group with I despised a lot
There he was in his black BMW his head shooting out the window with the most dumb smile he could plaster on his face he yelled shortie make a move on it where gonna be late
Shortie is the nickname he had given me , given the fact I wasn't actually short I was 5'7 he still took it out of his way to call me shortie and I later grew acctommed to it
We hurriedly entered the car and before I forget as I said before Christy was blushing when she saw Justin but now she had turned completely red , Christy had a huge crush on him since junior high but for some unknown reason Justin didn't spear her a glance considering she is the hottest girl in school
He treated her like sibling which Christy didn't like at all but could only smile.
In the car justin was put on the radio and they where playing his favorite song with I found very displeasing which often caused fights
I decided to put on my head phones before he tries to annoy me more then I drifted to sleep
I was awoken by the jolt of the car which signifed we had arrived,I stepped out of the car and looked at the front gate
And said to my self
Welcome to hell