Chapter 2- Fetch

"Wait a minute let's get this straight. You're a vegetarian and you want to eat at KFC," Gray said in confusion as we stood in the food court in the shopping mall. There were numerous places to eat at all around us but I decided to choose my all round favourite.

"Yep," I replied my mouth all ready watering just looking at the pictures outside KFC.

"You do know what KFC stands for, right?" I was getting highly amused by Gray's clear confusion on my choice of food. We hadn't spoken two words to each other on the car ride here. It wasn't an awkward silence at first until my stomach continued to make spazticated noises. It was around nine in the evening when we arrived at the food court.

"Dude, I'm not a dufus. Kentucky Fried Chicken of course." He didn't bother to speak again and just shrugged his shoulders. We finally walked inside and waited in line. There was a group of girls sitting at a table near where we were standing. I peered over at them when I heard them all giggle at once. I took in their slutty outfits that mainly consisted of short skirts and tight tops. I hoped that not all girls were like that. I noticed that they were all focussed on something behind me- Gray. He seemed unfazed by all the attention he was getting, not even taking a second glance in their direction. He suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me backwards. I was confused at first but soon realised the queue had moved and I was just standing there staring like an idiot.

"What can I get you?" the waiter asked. If I could I would eat everything- I'm a monster when it comes to food.

"Err…" my eyes scanned the menu above around five times before I finally made a decision. Also, Gray's constant sighing had indicated that he was getting impatient. "I'll have a chicken sandwich and a Pepsi please."

After Gray had ordered cheesecake as he had already eaten, I went to sit down while Gray waited for our orders. As I walked past the group of girls I noticed that all apart from one had ordered a salad or a light snack. Seriously who the hell orders a SALAD at KFC? I caught one of the girl's glaring at me. Okay… what was her problem?

Gray sat down opposite me a minute later and placed my meal in front of me. I dived in straight away, ripping away all the wrapping and shoving half the burger in my mouth. Yes… I was that hungry. I felt a pair of silver eyes staring at me. I looked up at him and gave him a questioning look.

"What?" I asked my mouth still full of food. He ate a part of his cheesecake without taking his eyes off me. His staring was making me uncomfortable.

"I thought you said you were a vegetarian?" I smiled guilty at him, finally digesting half of my burger.

"Well you see…" I wasn't sure how I was getting out of this one. I paused for a second and scratched my head which I only did when I was lying. Only very few people knew that fact about me and it wasn't something I wanted people to find out about. "I'm a particular sort of vegetarian." He didn't seem convinced at all.

"Care to elaborate?" I was pretty sure he knew I was lying because of the annoying smirk he had on his face. Once again I reached up and scratched my head, messing it up even more.

"I'm a… err… chicketarian." I don't know how but that word just suddenly popped into my head. I was more than shocked when I saw Gray chuckling at my answer. He always had a serious cold look to his face so this was definitely a change.

"So you're a chicketarian?" I nodded proudly, taking another bite from my burger. Chicken…drool. Get back into focus Sydney. "Is there even such a thing?"

"Of course there is. It's a person who only eats chicken," I explained.

"Right…"

"Dude, I can't believe you've never heard of a chicketarian, there are so many in America," I lied. He still had that ridiculously sexy smile on his face… not that I found him sexy. "If you don't believe me, just Google it. Then we'll see whose laughing." We sat in a comfortable silence after that but I did notice that the smile had faded from Gray's face and he was back to being the moody guy. After I had finished my burger I gulped down a load of Pepsi.

"You really don't like my mom?" he said out of nowhere. I looked at him and confusion but he just stared at me, awaiting an answer.

"What makes you say that?" I asked, finishing off my drink.

"Why else would you lie about being a vegetarian, just to piss her off?" Damn, I thought I had him for a second with the whole "Chicketarian" thing.

"It's not that I don't like her…" I paused and thought about that statement for a second. "Okay that was a lie. You're right, I don't particularly like Gina," I admitted in absolute truth. She really got on my nerves since the moment I met her. "Still, I suppose I can't judge since I've only known her a day."

"Don't sweat it; I don't like the woman either." I was surprised by his answer and also slightly angry.

"At least you still have a mom," I blurted out before I could stop myself. I looked down at the table and avoided his eyes.

"How did she die?" I fiddled with my straw nervously. I was about to tell him to mind his own business when one of the girls from the other table came up and to our table. I actually wanted to thank this fake blonde girl for interrupting this horrible moment.

"Hey babycakes I didn't notice you were here," she said in a flirty voice. I snorted at the obvious lie. From the moment he stepped foot in here they had been eyeing him. Having heard my snort, Blondie finally looked at me and glared.

"Who the hell are you?" Whoa… who peed in her cheerio's. I hadn't even said two words and she was being a bitch. I put on a fake smile and stuck my hand out.

"Hi there, I'm a human being! What are you?" If she was going to be a bitch too me, there was no way I was going to sit back and let her. Instead of replying, she decided to ignore me and looked back at Gray.

"So… a mate of mine is having a party next Saturday, wanna come?" she asked, trying to be casual about it. I was so sure that Gray was going to turn her down. If he found me annoying he'd probably want to kill himself if he spent time with Blondie over here.

"Sure, I'll come," he said, not looking too bothered about it. So I guess I was wrong about his decision then.

"That's fab! I'll speak to you tomorrow." I watched her practically skip back to her group of friends. I love how I was sitting right there but she didn't bother to ask me, talk about rude.

"Girlfriend?" I said breaking the silence.

"Nah, I don't do girlfriends." Now why didn't that surprise me? With his attitude, I didn't know who would be able to deal with him as a boyfriend.

"Blondie seemed keen to get in your pants?" I joked but he just glared at me.

"She already has. Not a very good fuck if you ask me." I stared at him in disgust.

"So you're one of those guys."

"What guys?" he asked staring intently at me.

"One of those assholes who fucks a girl and leaves straight after," I replied coldly.

"And you're one of those virgin girls who thinks their first time should be with the love of their life and be all romantic and shit," he said with smirk on his face.

"You don't know me at all," I snapped. Who did he think he was judging me like that?

"Back at you honey." We didn't talk after our argument. We just left and drove back to the house in complete silence.

Me and Gray didn't speak after our little outing to KFC. I didn't care because I thought he was a complete asshole. The next day, was Monday which meant I was starting school. I was not pleased with the fact that I had to wear uniform and Gray didn't. I've never wore uniform in my life and now I have no wear an ugly pleated, black skirt and a tie. Then again I wasn't that bothered with the way I look so I didn't really care in the end. I grabbed my skateboard and my shores and wandered into the kitchen.

Gina was in there making food that looked like vomit. I stared in horror when she put a bowl of the horrendous sick in front of me.

"Eat up puppet; you need the energy for you first day at school," she said with a grin on her face. I gave her a fake smile and played around with the porridge on my bowl. Gina stood staring at me as if she was waiting for me to eat it. I had no choice. Goodbye world, this is the day I am poisoned by my own breakfast. I spooned the sludge into my mouth and nearly threw up. I grinned and put my thumbs up, which thankfully satisfied Gina enough for her to turn around. The second she turned around I spit the porridge back into the bowl.

"I think you're supposed to swallow the food, not spit it out," I heard an annoying voice whisper into my ear from behind. I glared at Gray as he walked past me.

"You call this food?" I whispered back so that Gina couldn't hear me.

"No." I stared at him in disbelief when he reached into the cupboard and pulled out a box of chocolate flavoured cereal.

"Why do you get to eat that?" I said a bit too loudly causing Gina to turn around. Gray smirked at me and proceeded to eat his scrumptious mouth watering food.

"My poor boy is allergic to my porridge," she answered for him. I had the feeling that I wasn't the only one lying to get out of eating Gina's food.

"It sucks that I can't eat my mom's scrumptious porridge, you're so damn lucky." That was the final straw, when Gina turned around once again I picked up a handbag lying on the table and emptied the contents of my bowl into the bag. Gray sat there laughing his ass off which alerted Gina's attention. She walked over and took one look at my bowl.

"That was fast Sydney; you must have really enjoyed it?" I nodded my head with fake enthusiasm. "Would you like some more?" My smile dropped and my eyes widened. THINK WOMAN, THINK.

"Is that the time, I have to get to school," I mumbled leaving the kitchen in record speed. Grabbing my skateboard and bag, I rushed to the front door. Before I could open the door I heard an ear splintering scream.

"Nice work with the porridge back there," I heard Gray say from behind. "Too bad it was my mom's Gucci bag you used."

And on that note… RUN.

The school was only down the road so it only took me a few minutes to get there on my skateboard. I weaved my way in and out of students and nearly crashed into a guy.

"Hey, watch it bitch," he yelled at me.

"Fuck off pussy," I yelled back turning to look at the jackass of a second. Unfortunately as soon as I turned back around I actually did crash into someone. My skateboard went flying and I landed on my ass on concrete floor. Nice.

"Damn fucker getting in my way," I muttered furiously.

"Excuse me?" I heard the guy I crashed into say. Crap, he must have thought I was talking about him.

"Not you, the prissy asshole over there," I said, sticking my middle finger up at the now 'laughing his pants off' jerk. "GO DIE IN A HOLE," I yelled at him. I felt a pair of eyes on me and turned back to the poor guy I knocked over. "Sorry for crashing into you dude." He was smiling at me weirdly.

"Are you always that… angry?" he asked, staring at me with his fascinating, hazel eyes. I wasn't one to obsess over a guy's looks but this guy was gorgeous. He had curly, light brown hair and had incredible long eyelashes. I assumed he was in Gray's year as he was not wearing the ugly uniform that I had the misfortune of wearing.

"Well… only with annoying idiots with no brains," I simply said, picking up my skateboard. "So if you're a dickhead with no life then I suggest you walk away… dude."

"Chase Evans and I like to think that I'm a pretty decent guy." I did something that I didn't do very often. I smiled.

"Good, then you can show me around. I'm Sydney, remember that." We proceeded to walk towards school.

"So… where to?" he asked running a hand through his awesome curls.

"Well… I have to meet the Parker dude." He laughed at that and pulled me back when I started walking in the wrong direction.

"This way," he said, still holding my arm. "I don't think the headmaster would like being called Parker dude to his face." He finally let go of my arm, in a way I was slightly disappointed. "I'm guessing you're from America."

"What gave it away," I said sarcastically. "I'm from Boston, just moved here yesterday."

"Awesome." We walked in a comfortable silence for a while.

"So how old are you?" I asked, noticing a few girls giving me weird looks.

"Turned seventeen two weeks ago, you?" I was right, he was Gray's age. I wondered if they were friends. It's highly unlikely because Chase is cool whereas Gray is an ass.

"I am an innocent fifteen year old but I turn badass in a month."

"Seems to me you already are." He thinks I'm badass… interesting.

"Well happy belated birthday Fetch," I said ruffling his hair. My theory was right; his hair really is amazingly soft.

"Fetch?" I laughed at his confused face.

"Dude, that's you name."

"No it's Chase."

"Same thing."

After a long talk from Parker and four long hours of boring pointless lessons, it was finally lunch. There's one thing we have to make absolutely clear- Food is my heart, soul and life. I grabbed a burger and chips and stood debating where to sit. I caught sight of Chase sitting against a wall outside so I wondered off out of the canteen. Once I got there I plopped down next to him at smiled at him.

"Hi Fetch."

"Hi America," he said back, with a smirk on his face.

"Dude that name's just lame." I stuffed half the burger in my mouth after I said that… WHAT, I'm hungry.

"I dunno… I think it's quite catchy. Besides it's no better than Fetch. It's like you're talking to a dog." I laughed and ruffled his hair for the second time this day.

"Well, you kinda have the hair for a dog." He pushed me playfully and ruffled my hair back. I looked up when I heard a cough from above us. Why does Gray have to ruin my happy times?

"You," I simply said. He decided to ignore me and sat down next to Chase.

"Since when were you interested younger girls," he asked Chase acting as if I wasn't even there.

"Dude you're one year older than me." He didn't even glance at me.

"Wait… do you two already know each other?" Chase said glancing back and forth at both of us.

"I had the misfortune of getting this dickhead as a stepbrother," I explained, earning a glare from Gray. Well, at least he's not ignoring me. Chase turned to Gray in shock.

"You didn't tell me she was nearly our age. You said she was a little brat with anger issues." Instead of being a normal person and talking to Gray I decided to punch him. Hard.

"What the fuck did you do that for?" he hissed at me in pain. I simply smiled and continued to eat my lunch in peace.

"You're a little violent thing aren't you," Chase said.

"Little?" I glared at him.

"Well you are a midget," Gray said, smirking at me.

"Fuck off."

"Don't you have people your own age to hang out with?" Seriously, what is this dude's problem? I f he hates me this much why doesn't he just leave.

"Nope." I smiled politely at Gray. "Fetch here is my only friend."

"Dude, when are you going to stop with the Fetch?" Chase asked with a glare.

"Probably… never," I replied truthfully. He smiled at me and gave me an odd stare. He then said something that shocked both Gray and me.

"Go out on a date with me?" Wait… what.

A/N: There may be quite a few mistakes cause I was in a rush but i'll edit them soon.

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