"Hey Rachel," I said walking down the hall once school was over,"Do you want to come over? My mom wouldn't mind."

     "Yeah! That sounds fun!" she answered,"Plus, we can work on that project for Art." Right, forgot to tell you. Rachel and I are partners for an Art project, where we must take a mythological god, and create a sculpture, painting, or other as a replica of that god or goddess.

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     "Hey mom, can my friend Rachel come over for a while?" I asked my mom as we got in the car. "Of course she can!" my mom replied.

     "Bella, I think we should do a Greek god," Rachel said, "That's my favorite type of mythology." "Really?! Mine too!" I said, "Zeus is my favorite." Rachel laughed once then said,"I like Apollo." We both thought for a moment, then agreed to do Zeus.

     We got home, and started working on ideas. After about 30 minutes we knew exactly how to do it, but since it should look like it came from that era, we were not going to paint it. He had to be 3 feet tall in total, and no more than a foot and a half wide. He had curly hair down just below his ears, and a curly beard covering his jaw and chin. He had a toga on and a wreath on his head. In his hand, he held a lightning bolt, with sandals on his feet. The day after tomorrow we would receive clay to make our sculptures with. We made plans to go to the mall after school the next day, and so Rachel could bring a change of clothes.

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     At school the next day it was an average day, but after school I hung out with Rachel again, and my mom let me drive us to the mall, and yes, I have my license.

     We walked around, went into shops, bought clothes, and then took a break at a table to eat pretzels. We were talking and laughing, when two guys our age came over and started talking to us.

     "Hi, I'm Andy, and this is my best friend Sam," the one named Andy said. We looked at them, and I already thought Sam was cute. He was average height, with curly black hair. He was pretty muscular, with a splash of freckles on his nose and eyes that didn't seem to have a distinct color that flitted from Rachel to me and then to his shoes. He was clearly shy and wouldn't look at me. Andy on the other hand was average looking, with with brown hair, brown eyes and straight white teeth. He was clearly interested in Rachel but she was trying hard not to look disgusted.

     "I'm Bella, and this is Rachel," I said trying not to laugh. "Hi," Sam said quietly, but loud enough for us to hear. He had a sudden look of nervousness and took a deep breath and said, "Bella, can I... Can I have your phone number?" I smiled and said yes, and wrote my number on a napkin with one of the markers Rachel uses to doodle on her jeans, and gave it to him. He look stunned than smiled the biggest smile I'd ever seen,"Thanks,"he said.

     Once they left I looked at Rachel and she looked at me, and we both laughed until our sides hurt. "Rachel, did you like either of them?" I asked. "No, I don't like guys. I liked one guy, but he has a girlfriend and we're all friends now." "Okay," I said not pushing the subject. We finished our pretzels and went back to my house.

Author's note: Hi! What do you guys think? I'll hurry up and get to the good parts soon, but I needed to do this chapter first. Vote and comment if you liked! Btw, I now own Andy and Sam as well.