• I was ten when I first saw him. I was trick-or-treating with my friend Eliza. We both thought it was a little strange for a boy to be dressed up as an angel for Halloween. "Look at that boy!" She whispered as she pointed at a dark haired boy wearing a white robe and wings. "Boys are not supposed to dress like that! Maybe he's a cross-dresser." We both cracked up at that one. He glanced over at us and flipped his hair over his eyes as four older boys came up behind him. They exchanged a few words and then they all walked off. While the boy was walking away, I looked closer at his wings. They looked so real! I wished that I could touch them but Eliza tugged me off to get more candy.
    It was the last day of summer vacation, where my story really starts, that I decided to go to the movies. I was fourteen and single. I had so many friends that I didn't know what to do with them all, but this one time, I decided to go on my own. I was pretty, or so most of the boys said, I had light brown hair and eyes to match and I looked like an adult. I was waiting in line for the tickets when I heard some extremely obnoxious boys come up behind me.
    They were talking about some girl, probably a bleach-blond cheerleader that had had way too much plastic surgery. I reached into my bag, feeling around for my phone to text Eliza, when I dropped a bottle of lip gloss. It rolled behind me and I turned and reached down to get it, my hair blocking my view of the obnoxious boys. "Hey" I looked up and saw the most beautiful boys I had ever seen in my entire fourteen years on the planet.
    "Hi", I said back. I reached for my lip gloss but one of the boys had gotten to it faster than I had and now had it in his outstretched palm. I looked up at his face and had to hold back a sigh. He had short dark hair and bright blue eyes. He smiled, seeing me staring at him, and deposited the lip gloss in my hand. For a split second, our hands touched and it felt like a zap of electricity. I looked up at the older ones and saw that there were four. Two were red-headed twins that seemed very energetic, the blue eyed, dark haired boy who looked my age, and a tall blond who looked like he was the oldest out of the group.
    I thanked them for getting me my lip gloss. " What is your name?" A red-head asked out of the blue. I thought about the possibility that these guys might be stalkers but decided to give them my real name since the youngest may very well go to school with me. " My name is Lila." I said, fidgeting with my purse.
    They all glanced at the youngest one. He gaped at me with his mouth wide open. I stood there, wondering if I had something in my teeth. Finally, he managed to stutter " L-Lila.... Your name is Lila? " " Uhhh yeah. " I answered. We all sat there for a minute, the older boys looking at the youngest, and me looking at everything but the boys. Eventually, the goth guy broke the silence. " What movie are you going to see? " I told them what I was going to see, which was a sappy, romantic, girly chick-flick. " No way! Us too! " I tried not to look surprised as I silently pondered if they were all gay. " Umm, cool. I guess I'll see you in there." They bought their tickets and went to buy popcorn. I walked over to the door and looked down at my lip-gloss which had gotten me into this mess. It was then that I saw it was barbie lip-gloss with little sparkly flowers in it. I groaned and tried not to look insane as I went inside.
    As I walked over to the snack bar, I saw Ava. Ava and I went way back.... When we were younger, Ava and I were friends, but when we turned twelve, puberty set in and I became curvaceous and she seemed to get skinnier. Somehow though, she managed to get in the popular group by wearing too much makeup and overly padded bras. From the moment she became popular, she tormented me. I was never in the popular group, but I had a lot of friends and did well in school. I didn't particularly care about being popular though. She hated me and she made sure I knew it, calling me fat and saying stuff to boys to attempt to stop them from liking me. I didn't like Ava.
    I walked up to the counter trying to hide behind my hair, but to no avail.
    "Hey loser, where'd you get that sweater? Good will?" Her cohorts, Mindy and Megan laughed like that was the funniest thing they had ever heard. I blushed and looked down at my pink sweater that my Grandmother had knitted for my birthday. It wasn't that bad,was it? I ignored them and walked by to the counter on the other side of the trio. I bought some popcorn, candy and a soda. I suppose I was setting myself up for them to make fun of me as Mindy practically yelled, " Oh my gosh! No wonder your so fat!" That was it. I twirled around after slamming the food on the counter and hissed, " What is your guys' problem?!? Just cause I'm pretty doesn't mean that you can say whatever you want just to make you feel better about yourselves! No I'm not abnormally skinny, and yes I do have curves but you don't have to be rude just because you're jealous!" I stood there for a minute, breathing hard. They all were stuned for a minute, but then, Ava started laughing. We all just stared at her in shock." What makes you think that I could ever be jealous of you? Your just a fat, ugly, stupid little-" She stopped and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned around to find the boys that I had seen in the ticket line, the beautiful dark haired boy with the brilliant blue eyes had his hand on my shoulder and was staring piercingly at Ava, Mindy, and Megan. He sneered at them and said softly, " Lila let's go and leave these pathetic people to insult beautiful girls that aren't you." I blushed bright red and followed him away from the shaken girls. It wasn't before I got to the theater that I noticed he had his arm tightly around me and his brothers were strategically placed around me as if to fight off an attack. I shook his arm off and glanced around at the others. " Okay, who are you and what makes you think that you have the right to put your arm around me when you have never met me before in your entire life?!?"