Lily And Me Chapter 3- We carried on staring. It was mad. Shocking. Unbelievable. I looked over at Lotte- she had her hand over her mouth. Callum- raised eyebrows and straight face. I was so shocked. But my face could almost be classed as a smile. I couldn't even. My brain couldn't process it. It continued. In the whole year I had met Lily, I never had anything over her. No one did. It was always her with the facts or the pictures that were one click away from being posted all over the internet- unless we did as she said. Until now. "Lotte!" Lily exclaimed. "L-lily!" Lotte stuttered. "Ali!" She cried out. "Lily?" I asked. She looked at Callum. "Awkward," muttered Callum. The mystery guy suddenly emerged from the shadows. It was Harris. Lily had kissed George's best friend Harris! And not just a kiss on the cheek. Because that's ok. It was a full on passionate kiss on the lips. Like she kisses George to be honest. I still couldn't believe it. "What's going on here?!" Lotte asked, walking towards Lily. "Leave her alone!" George shouted, suddenly stepping forward. "I wonder what George would say. Heartbroken Lily- devastated. But Harris- you're his best friend. Or were. I don't think he'll still wanna hang out with you when he finds out you're having an affair with lily!" I shouted. He wasn't going to say anything to Lotte. She was my best friend. I don't care what pictures Lily has of me. No one- except for me- can say anything bad to Lotte and get away with it. "Affair. Is this like CSI?" Callum laughed. "Shut it," Lily shouted, I could tell 1000 thoughts were swirling around her head. "Pff. Well then," Callum said. "But. Think of George, Lotte, Ali. Like you said: devastated. Heartbroken. All because you two can't keep a secret. How does that make you feel?" Lily smirked. "But surely he has a right to know?" I asked. "Guys, you do know its 2 o' clock- right?" Callum said. "2? No way! We've all got PE! Sir will literally kill us!" Harris shouted. "Better get running! But don't worry, I'll go slow," I laughed. But I don't think sir will be laughing.

Lily and Me Chapter 3 - It was the end of the lesson when Lily guided her pack of hungry wolves over to me. "Lotte," Lily said. "Lily," Lotte replied. "Ali," Lily said. "Lily," I replied. This was getting boring. "Look, Lily. Just cut to the chase," I sighed. "Down tiger!" Lily chuckled, "I just wanted to say that you might want to check your Facebook. Then avoid the world for the rest of the day," she smiled. Her and the whole of her group turned on their heels and marched out. I sighed. This had happened before. She posted a well edited picture of me kissing this poster of Enid Blyton I think it was. Anyway, everyone hated me after that. So I dreaded what was coming next. Me, Callum and Lotte packed our things. Lotte went to the toilets, leaving me and Callum alone. We began chatting whilst walking down to our secret school den- inside the school copse. "Can I, like, ask you something?" Callum stammered. I tensed up and swiftly replied, "fire away." "Why do you hate Lily? What has she done?" "What hasn't she done? Cyber bully, verbal bully, to be honest I'm waiting for the day she full on slaps me!" I said, the anger pouring out of me. "Calm down!" Callum chuckled. "No, Callum. No. You're so bad at listening and inconsiderate. I hate you," I shouted. "We'll you're thick, ugly, annoying, and you over react! I ask you a question and you go mental!" He shouted back- like the anger had spread between us both now. "Callum! Ali!" Charlotte screamed- finally revealing herself from her ease dropping position behind a bush. I was crying now. The tears were pouring down my face. Callum was stood, as if transfixed on the woods behind me. I looked him in the eye, he didn't flinch. "Callum?" Lotte asked, getting worried. "Look Callum, I'm-" I began. Callum put his finger on my lips and pulled me and Lotte next to him. We followed his gaze, unsuccessfully. Until we heard a twig Snap

Death can't be that far off Just over the horizon That's what they always say

She slept with a tear stained face

Lily And Me Chapter 2- Maths. For three hours straight. With a teacher like thunder. He's so old. He's bold. He's as skinny as a stick. His temper is as short as a goldfishes attention span. And then there's the seating plan. I sit next to this girl called Ashlyn. She's blonde, pretty and quite. And isn't friends with Lily. Behind me is Lotte. She's gorgeous. Her shoulder length dark brown hair, that falls perfectly. Her brown eyes which stand out against her slightly tanned face. She says that she isn't pretty but she's gorgeous. She honestly is. Next to Lotte is Callum. Callum has very dark brown hair and eyes framed by glasses that framed his eyes well. He was good looking- any one would say. He has a great sense of humour and is there for you when you need him. He's also my second best friend- think that's quite important to add. And there's Lily. No point stating her friends. The list is endless. She sits on the table opposite me. She's gorgeous. Just image Cheryl Cole. Younger. Brighter. Blonder. George isn't in our maths. Probably the only lesson he doesn't have with us, to be honest. Anyway, it was a normal maths class. We were half way through our three our lesson. We were all working on algebra. I'm rubbish. Can't do it at all. But Ashlyn can. So she lets me copy her. Callum reached forward and started pulling the ends of my medium length, red hair. I smiled. "What?" I asked turning around. "Hey," he smiled. "Hello," I smiled back. "Miss Smith! Mr Hall!" shouted the teacher. I turned around in an instant. "Sorry Sir. Won't happen again Sir," I sighed, smirking slightly. "Lines at break. Both of you," he chuckled, banging his fist down on the table. Lily and her 'group' laughed at us. Half an hour went past, and I couldn't wait to leave. "Lotte, what is x=10b-5, if b is 25?" Sir asked her. "245," Lotte retorted, sharply. As he turned around to write the answer on the board a paper aeroplane landed on mine and Ashlyn's desk. "Where's this from Ash?" I asked. "Guess," she sighed. Moving her eyes in their direction. I groaned. I couldn't be doing with this at the minute. I opened up the paper- DoNt WoRrY aLi. LiNeS wIlL bE sO fUn! DoNt HaVe ToO mUcH fUn, ThOuGh, DeArY It read. I was about to tear it apart, but Lotte reached over my shoulder and grabbed it. I watched her expression. Puzzled. Frown. Angry. Then the 'group' all came over...