his girl, asshole.”
Max laughs out loud, “Maybe you should tell him that,” as he pats me on the back.
I swing his arm off of my shoulder, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Me? What’s wrong with you man? Ever since this chick walked into school, it’s all about her.”
Sure I liked her and people knew it, that included Max. I just couldn’t figure out why he was being such a prick. Never in a million years would I think he had something to with this.
By the time I was through with Max, Kat had already made it clear down the hall. Her black hair standing out next to Gabby’s. Part of me wanted to catch up to her, make sure she was okay, but the “I’m not his girlfriend” comment caught me off guard. Officially we weren’t together, I knew this. I guess I just hoped after our several moments together she would have warmed up a little more than this. No such luck.
With Max still by my side, I turn to him, stopping him from going any further.
“Do you know who did this to her?”
There was brief silence between the two of us.
“Nope, no clue man.”
I watch as he answers my question, the pause of his answer makes me wonder if he is lying straight to my face. He is the one person I lean on for everything. I believe him, even if he’s not one hundred percent honest. I can’t imagine him lying, so I start to walk away, “All right, man. Catch you later.”
I bust my ass all morning, asking anyone and everyone. Rumors of Steph’s involvement are flowing through the hallways. So typical. Chicks just confuse me more when they do this shit. Yeah, like picking on the girl I like is really gonna open my eyes to her again. I mean really, what the hell is she expecting?
Lunch is flowing smoothly. Gabby, Kat and two other girls are laughing at their table. I’m happy to see the smile on her face as I look over. If she’s upset, she’s holding her own.
Stephanie is in line grabbing a slice of pizza she’ll probably be throwing up in twenty minutes. I approach her from behind, “Stephanie,” I whisper in her ear.
She turns smiling, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder, “Hey, Cameron.”
I don’t miss a beat, I keep going with my plan.
“So listen, how ‘bout you and me, Friday night?”
Her smile broadens, stretching across her face like she’s just won the grand prize. Think again psycho.
“I knew you’d come around,” she says as she pushes her tray further across the silver rails. “I can’t for the life of me figure out what you ever saw in her.”
I force a smile, “I’ll pick you up after the game.”
She leans back, running the tip of her finger across my chin, “Perfect.”
I pull back, glancing around the cafeteria, “Hey, do me a favor?”
“Anything,” she says, as her tongue slinks out, licking her lips. Usually that would work for me, but now it’s just creeping me out.
The only thing I can think of right now is getting back at her. I never thought I’d stoop so low, but for Kat I’ll do just about anything. Even if it means putting on this charade to make her mine.
“Wear that little red dress that you wore on our special night.”
She nods, smiling. Her eyes glisten at the mention of that evening months ago. That night in question, I never told anyone. It was a night I swore I’d never forget. Now, I just had to re-create it, and get it on video. I figured it shouldn’t be too hard, she’d pretty much do anything for any guy who was willing to spend time with her. She is pathetic, and for once, I actually hate this girl.
I know by the expression on Kat and Gabby’s face they’re not too happy with me. I figure by Kat’s, she’s pissed, but this is the only way I know how to deal with this situation right now. Because every time I see Kat’s face, it’s a reminder of everything that I want, and I never wanted anyone more than her.
KAT
As I sit there watching Cameron flirt with the bleach
Max laughs out loud, “Maybe you should tell him that,” as he pats me on the back.
I swing his arm off of my shoulder, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Me? What’s wrong with you man? Ever since this chick walked into school, it’s all about her.”
Sure I liked her and people knew it, that included Max. I just couldn’t figure out why he was being such a prick. Never in a million years would I think he had something to with this.
By the time I was through with Max, Kat had already made it clear down the hall. Her black hair standing out next to Gabby’s. Part of me wanted to catch up to her, make sure she was okay, but the “I’m not his girlfriend” comment caught me off guard. Officially we weren’t together, I knew this. I guess I just hoped after our several moments together she would have warmed up a little more than this. No such luck.
With Max still by my side, I turn to him, stopping him from going any further.
“Do you know who did this to her?”
There was brief silence between the two of us.
“Nope, no clue man.”
I watch as he answers my question, the pause of his answer makes me wonder if he is lying straight to my face. He is the one person I lean on for everything. I believe him, even if he’s not one hundred percent honest. I can’t imagine him lying, so I start to walk away, “All right, man. Catch you later.”
I bust my ass all morning, asking anyone and everyone. Rumors of Steph’s involvement are flowing through the hallways. So typical. Chicks just confuse me more when they do this shit. Yeah, like picking on the girl I like is really gonna open my eyes to her again. I mean really, what the hell is she expecting?
Lunch is flowing smoothly. Gabby, Kat and two other girls are laughing at their table. I’m happy to see the smile on her face as I look over. If she’s upset, she’s holding her own.
Stephanie is in line grabbing a slice of pizza she’ll probably be throwing up in twenty minutes. I approach her from behind, “Stephanie,” I whisper in her ear.
She turns smiling, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder, “Hey, Cameron.”
I don’t miss a beat, I keep going with my plan.
“So listen, how ‘bout you and me, Friday night?”
Her smile broadens, stretching across her face like she’s just won the grand prize. Think again psycho.
“I knew you’d come around,” she says as she pushes her tray further across the silver rails. “I can’t for the life of me figure out what you ever saw in her.”
I force a smile, “I’ll pick you up after the game.”
She leans back, running the tip of her finger across my chin, “Perfect.”
I pull back, glancing around the cafeteria, “Hey, do me a favor?”
“Anything,” she says, as her tongue slinks out, licking her lips. Usually that would work for me, but now it’s just creeping me out.
The only thing I can think of right now is getting back at her. I never thought I’d stoop so low, but for Kat I’ll do just about anything. Even if it means putting on this charade to make her mine.
“Wear that little red dress that you wore on our special night.”
She nods, smiling. Her eyes glisten at the mention of that evening months ago. That night in question, I never told anyone. It was a night I swore I’d never forget. Now, I just had to re-create it, and get it on video. I figured it shouldn’t be too hard, she’d pretty much do anything for any guy who was willing to spend time with her. She is pathetic, and for once, I actually hate this girl.
I know by the expression on Kat and Gabby’s face they’re not too happy with me. I figure by Kat’s, she’s pissed, but this is the only way I know how to deal with this situation right now. Because every time I see Kat’s face, it’s a reminder of everything that I want, and I never wanted anyone more than her.
KAT
As I sit there watching Cameron flirt with the bleach
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