Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 54

I settle my bag on the desk and place my elbows on the wooden  surface. My palms supported my chin as I looked at the front.  The teacher wasn’t here yet and neither was Ryan. As usual he  was late.

The door opens and a dark haired girl enters. Her bag is  securely in her grasp,her head held high as she swiftly walks my

way. I had never gotten the courage to speak to her since we  never sat close or crossed paths after this cla*s.

She was the same girl that Ryan knocked into on her first day  here. I am surprised when she sits on the vacant chair beside  me. She huffs, throwing her bag on the desk not so gently.

“Woah easy there tiger.” I teased. Her head snaps to the source  of the voice, which was me. Widening my eyes and blushing in  embarra*sment, I quickly mumble an apology.

” Sorry, this isn’t how I wanted to introduce myself.” I mumble  embarrased, straightening my spine. I push my hand towards  her. “I’m Ashley.” I smile tilting my head to the side to examine  her.

Up this close I could see her face dotted with tiny freckles. Her  cheeks puffy and lashes long enough to have me envy them.  Her brown colored eyes look at me with uncertainty, like how a  deer would react. With caution.

Finally seeing that I wasn’t a threat she takes my hand in her  slightly larger hand. But then again many people had bigger  hands than I. “I’m Kimberly.” Her voice is surprisingly childlike  unlike her hard exterior.

We pull away smiling at each other. I then cleared my throat. “I  know it’s two months too late but I would like to sincerely  apologize for my friend knocking into you on your first day.” I  apologize.

“Ryan can be a bit.” I search my brain for the word to describe  my crazy friend. “Much.”

suddenly turn to anger as if remembering Ryan. “Oh  he’s the guy who didn’t have manners to help a

smile sheepishly.”Right

be a self centered

right to judge him  by that little accident.

rush that particular 

friend Ryan. He’s a boy who sleeps around, thinks he’s the  king of humor oh and is always late.” She says sarcastically. “So  no thank

I was his friend. It would hardly

in walks in  a half tired Ryan. He struts over to me, clearly expecting

to be vacant. He always sits beside me but  looks like Kimberly

tracks and blinks as if the image of Kimberly  sitting beside me would

that she was in fact still there. “You’re in my  seat dory.” He states like

She looked nothing like it. I am about to  scold him for referring to her as a fish when Kimberly decides to 

I know, the seats do not belong to anyone. It’s the  school’s property. If you

of the  pigs seemed to be missing. I guess I found him.” She retorts

both shocked  at her words. Ryan narrows his eyes and glares.

an empty chair there.” I cut  him off not

he’d spit out words he’d later regret. And I had  no doubt Kimberly would answer

arguing with one of the popular

to be contemplating before he humpths and walks to  sit behind her. She looks forward, not sparing him

enters and we begin cla*s. A few seconds later I  realized that for the first time, Ryan was a tad