The Attic Chapter 3: The American, the Mexican and the Brit. ((Kirk's P.O.V)) I hung by the door. "Ignore her..she is the worst kind of annoying." I said. I walked forwards to sit next to Isabella. She looked at me, a sad smile playing her glossed lips. "Don't let them get you down on your first day," She was quite pretty, the usual American-blonde haired-blue-eyed-glossed lips girl. I liked avoiding those sort of girls, but Pinky thinks its ok to glue up against me. I detested her. She stank of rose perfume and wore enough makeup to open a shop with it all. Isabella didn't seem as bad as her. Isabella was quite a soft character I could tell. Usually I wasn't one for these brash Americans before I left Kensington. "Kiiiiirk!! Oi oi!!" A Latino voice hollered before the door burst open. A slightly taller boy, Rudy, stood there. He had orange-brown skin, black curly hair and a small pork-pie hat atop his hair. "Kirk, Don't just leave me with her!" He wailed. I stood, chuckling at my best friend. "Isabella, this is Rudy, the other boy three lockers from you."