The President's Daughter by David Dower (best ebook reader for ubuntu .txt) 📖

Holly Richards however, broke up because of a nasty rumor that spread involving Holly and Gavin Storm sleeping together. No one really knows but you and Gavin were best friends throughout elementary up until the whole Holly fiasco causing you to become sworn enemies." She finished smiling.

My jaw literally dropped at the information X, just told me. It kind of scared me that someone could know so much about me.

How the hell does this girl know so much about me?

She gave me a small smile. "Does that answer your question?"

I looked at her as if she grew four heads, "You're a stalker!" I spluttered.

"I am not a stalker just a very observant person."

"Observant, my ass." I muttered. "You freaking know my middle name and what my parents do for a living, call me crazy but that's called stalking, how could you of all people know that?"

"I am very observ-" She said about to speak but I cut her off.

"Don't you dare say that, you are an observant person because you and I both know that it isn't true." I warned her.

"Fine call me a stalker, but however there's something off about you and that Ali girl, you're both keeping something and I intend to find out." She said determined.

I leaned back into my chair knowing she was onto Alice and I couldn't let that happen. "You don't find that a little creepy?" I asked her, "I could report you."

She shrugged. "I want to be a journalist when I grow up to figure out the truth and nothing but the truth."

I opened my mouth to speak, but the school bell rang cutting me off.

Class is over already?

I looked back over at Xenia who seemed to be stuffing her books into her bag. I got up doing the same, I then turned back to Xenia who was watching me with a curious expression. "Good luck with that," I told her hiking up my bag.

I was making my way out the door when I made eye contact with Alice. I opened up my mouth to call her but she ran out the door before I had the chance.

Why did she run away from me? Girls you can never understand them.

I made my way down the hall for the final class of the day gym class. I pushed open the door to the boy's changing room. There were a few boys here and there changing into our school's gym uniform, which consisted of blue running shorts and a gray t-shirt.

"Hey, Benji." I heard a smug voice say as I just finished putting on my shirt.

There was only one person in the whole world that called me Benij besides my mother. I turned my head and came face to face with my former best friend Gavin. I gritted my teeth in annoyance, "What do you want?"

"Well Benji, I just came over here and give you some news from the source itself before you hear the rumors."

I snorted glancing at the two boys who were standing behind Gavin. "Well get on with it."

He smirked leaning against the lockers. "I noticed that you spend a lot of time with that nerd, Ali." He said.

"That hot nerd." Called out one of the boys who seemed to be listening in to our conversation, causing the rest of the boy's to whoop in agreement.

I clenched my jaw in annoyance trying to contain beating the boy to pulp for talking about Alice in such a way. "So what about her?" I said ignoring what the boy had previously said.

He pushed himself off the locker and brought his face towards mine. "Remember what happened junior year?"

How could I forget? I lost two of the most important people in my life that day.

"Well," He said breaking me out of my thoughts. "What happened last year is happening to you again. I am going to get Ali." He said determined, "If it's the last thing I do."

I narrowed my eyes at him. How was I ever friends with this jerk? Clenching my fists staring at my former best friend, "I won't let that happen."

He smirked, "Why Benji?" He said.

I rolled my eyes at his childish nickname. "She's not like other girls, how will you know she will even give in to you."

"Holly wasn't like other girls yet she gave into me." Gavin said making a point.

"Well it's not going to happen this time," I said determined.

"Why Benji?" He said provoking me, "Have feelings for her?"

"No," I blurted out a little too quickly.

Gavin raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "You always go for the loser's don't you Benji?"

"At least I don't go for sluts," I retorted.

He chuckled humorously. "Is that all you got Benjamin?" He asked, "I can bet you that I will get Ali in my bed by the end of the year."

I heard a few guys whistle in appreciation. "I don't buy that Ali is too smart to fall for your charms."

He laughed, "Do we have a deal?" Gavin said extending his hand out to mine.

I looked at his hand for a couple of seconds. "We have a deal," I said grasping Gavin's hand. Chapter Eight: Paint-balling?

"But that's alright because I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie." Sarah sang finishing the last line of the song. We were currently practicing for the talent show, which was tomorrow, and Sarah was beyond nervous. “So how did I do?” She asked twiddling with her fingers.

I smiled giving her a hug, “You did great.” I said squeezing her for reassurance.

“Really?” She asked unsure.

I nodded my head. “Really, and I know you will kick that bitch Ashley to the curb.” I told her honestly, “Come on, lunch ends in ten minutes.”  I said grabbing her hand and dragging her out of the music room.  Mr. Crow the music teacher let us use the room for Sarah to practice. He was also the teacher who is organizes the talent show every year and let me tell you he was beyond surprised when we asked if Sarah could rehearse in here or even the fact that Sarah signed up for the show.

We were walking down the hallway when a couple of girls ran in between us ramming their shoulders into ours causing me to stumble. Once I regained my balance I saw as the girls were running towards the crowd of girls holding hearts and some valentine stuff in their hands.

I looked over at Sarah who had a horrified expression on her face. “What’s going on over there?” I asked, curious.

“You don’t see who everyone’s crowding around?” She asked amused.

I shook my head, “Who are they crowding around?”  I asked suspiciously trying to see over the girl’s heads.

She smirked crossing her arms over her chest. “Take a guess, who is the most popular guy in the school, a well-known bad boy, who liked to annoy a certain brunette.”

“Well I don’t know who the girl is.” I said sarcastically. “However, I do happen to know that the guy is Gavin.”  I said watching as the girls tried to fight for Gavin’s attention. “Why are they fighting for the attention of the manwhore?”

I heard a chuckle escape Sarah’s mouth. “Every year on Valentine’s Day Gavin accepts a rose, card or even a box of chocolate and whoever’s gift he likes best he takes them out on a date.”

I snorted, “That’s a little shallow don’t you think?”

She shook her head, “Nothing’s to shallow for Gavin.”

I chuckled at the chaos of desperate girl’s fighting to give Gavin their valentines.  I turned my head feeling someone’s gaze on me, my eyes searched the crowd and came in contact with a smirking Gavin, which seemed to be his trademark.

I raised an eyebrow at him gesturing at the girl’s around him. He grinned at me looking like someone who won the lottery ticket.

We must’ve been staring at each other for a while because I when I turned my head to ask Sarah a question she was gone. I sighed rolling my eyes making a mental note to corner her later for leaving me. I glanced at Gavin one last time before making a quick stop at my locker then heading to Algebra class.

It was the one class I had with Ben and after that whole ‘do you want to ask me out?’ It was more awkward as usual. They were some points in the car ride when it was an uncomfortable silence and neither one of us dared to speak.

I entered class one minute before the bell rang, I thought about going to sit next to Ben when I saw he was already sitting beside a girl who had really curly red hair and big glasses covering her small face. I shrugged taking a seat in the front of the class.

An hour and fifteen minutes later the bell rung for last period, which was gym and for the people who had no athletic ability at all it was the worst class and it was even worse if you had Miss Angel as teacher and let me tell you, she was the complete opposite of her name.

Once I arrived in the locker room I changed into the required gray t-shirt and blue running shorts or as Holly and I like to call them booty shorts due to its shortness I am surprised my butt doesn’t hang out.

“Let’s go ladies! My grandma walks faster than that and she’s eighty years old.” Miss Angel screamed from the track blowing on her whistle.

I sighed jogging to the track along standing with the other girls waiting for Ms. Angel to give instructions.  “Okay girls we will be working on getting some of you girls fit, so we will be doing laps for the period. So get your lazy asses moving.” She screamed blowing on her whistle.

A few girls including holly and I groaned at Ms. Angel’s orders.  “I can’t believe she is making us run,” Holly groaned running beside me.

“I know it hasn’t been a minute and I am already panting.” I wheezed out.

“Well I am going to run ahead before she starts barking at me, talk to your later Ali.” She said running ahead.

I nodded trying to catch my breath without passing out. I heard a familiar whistle blow followed by screaming, “Let’s go ladies!”

*

I sighed dragging myself out towards the school doors, I don’t think I have ever been more exhausted in my life.

“Hey, nerd!” I heard someone scream from down the hall. I sighed and kept walking, “Nerd!” The same person screamed again. But, I still ignored whoever it was calling me. “Hey,” Someone said grabbing my arm and turning me around to face him or her. “Didn’t you hear me calling you?” Gavin asked annoyed.

“Oh, I heard you don’t worry I am pretty sure everyone heard you but unlike them I chose to ignore you so, good day.” I said snatching my arm from his grasp and stalking around him.

The past few days he’s became even more annoying than usual, he hasn’t left me alone and I think he has this thing with pickup lines.

“Hey, I just wanted to ask you something nerd.” I heard his footsteps behind me, which meant that he was following me.

“I don’t have time for your pickup