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.”

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

sheepishly.”Right he’s the

narrow.” He seems to be a

no right to judge him  by that little accident. Ryan

just in a rush that particular  morning. You

to know  your 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 you to getting to know him, I think I’ll

to me that she had been keeping tabs on him. If so then  she already knew I was his friend. It would hardly go unnoticed,  we were joined at

door opens and in walks in  a half tired Ryan. He struts over to

always sits beside

tracks and blinks as if the image of Kimberly  sitting

still there. “You’re in my  seat dory.”

What in the God’s name? Why  would he call her dory? She looked nothing like it. I am about to  scold him for referring to her as a fish when Kimberly decides to  speak up.Not the slightest friendly I

belong to anyone. It’s the  school’s property.

one of the  pigs seemed to be missing.

mouth slacken and so does Ryan’s. We were both shocked  at her words. Ryan

chair there.” I cut

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

the girl really didn’t care that she was  arguing with one of the popular boy’s at this school. She must 

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

few seconds later I  realized that for the first time, Ryan was a tad bit earlier