Zander makes a horrible mistake and finds a way to repay Stevie. How does he do so you may ask? By spending seven days with her.
Zander/Stevie
Disclaimer: I don`t own How To Rock.
(Stevie)
"Hey, baby." I rolled my eyes at Zander. I sat on his lap on purpose, hoping for him to find himself uncomfortable.
"S'up ukeboy."
"You know Steves, it's nice to see you're finally coming along." I made a face as I tried to get up. But, unfortunately, he held me down by my waist. I groan and stayed put.
"If you guys don't mind, we have band practice." Kacey placed her hands on her hips. Once again I rolled my eyes and forced myself off of Zander. We took our place by our instruments and got started by Kevin starting us off.
"That was awesome!" Nelson stated, as he took out his game board, once again.
"No ." Kevin muttered the last part as he did the same. The rest of use stared at them.
"Do you think they will ever get tired of that game?" Zander asked.
Kacey and I exchanged looks, "Nope." He shrugged as we headed to the cafeteria. We sat at G5's table when I was tapped on the shoulder.
Justin Cole.
Ok, I admit. I still did have a massive crush on him. "What's up, Stevie?"
Don't say anything stupid! "The sky." Damn you mouth! I will plot my revenge on it one day. He raised his eyebrow before shaking his head, chuckling.
"You're funny. Listen, wanna go out? "
Before I had time to progress my answer, Zander completely jumped into our conversation. "She's busy."
Justin glared at him while he gladly returned it. "I didn't say what night, Robbins."
"Well, then, she busy every night."
"Let her answer the question."
"Ok." Suddenly their attention was on me. Not only them, but Kacey, Nelson and that, the whole cafeteria!
"Uh, I... Justin...Zander...Em..." Lost of words, I looked into Zander's pleading eyes. I couldn't resist. I sighed, "Sorry, Justin. But, no." I bit down on my bottom lip. I could see Zander's eyes become victorious. Justin huffed and stormed out the cafeteria. I soon found myself punching Zander in the arm, hard.
"What the-"
I crossed my arms and hissed, "Don't what the me. You knew how long I had a crush on him and suddenly I'm busy? What the hell?" I felt an audience. "What the hell are you looking at?!" The crowed soon went back to its own chatter. I plopped down on the table bench.
"Sorry, Stevekins."
I looked away, "Don't call me that."
"Sor-"
"Stop apologizing!" I snapped. I uncrossed my arms and finally looked at him. He had a guilty look on his face. I had the sudden urge to say sorry myself. He got up muttering something about making it up to me. I felt guilty and was about to get up when...
"You have some nerves to talk to Zander that way." Molly.
"I don't have time for this." I stood up only to be pushed back down. Did this chick have a death wish? I looked to her hand to my shoulder that she just touched back to her hand. She seemed pretty nervous at this action, but didn't back down.
"He's too good for you and loser5."
"No Molly, he's too good for you. And your wanna be copy cats army. See, while you're wearing 35 pounds of makeup and designer clothes that look like it and fit a pole, nothing will ever and I mean ever be too good for Zander." I left her looking like a fish that needs water. I smirked and off to find Zander.
To say I'm sorry.
"Zander?" I knocked on the LOCKED band room door. "Open up Zander. I know you're there, darling." Just like how Zander causes people baby, I call people darling.
"Zander's not here right now. Please leave a message after the beep. BEEP!" Was he serious?
"Ok, um...Zander, I'm sorry for snapping on you back there. Just know that I was a little angry." I sighed and turned to walk away.
"It's ok, Stevekins." I smiled and turned around. I hugged him. "You weren't lying to him about being busy." I pulled away confused.
What does he mean?
As if he was reading my mind, "I plan on giving you a surprise each day of the week."
"Z, please."
"Begging won't help."
"I'll get my bass." I threaten.
"Threatening me won't help either. See you Monday." Just like that, he left.
Oh, joy!