I woke up the next morning and threw on a green tank top with navy black jeans and a white jacket with neon green stripes, but I couldn't find my Supras. Darn. Not again.
"Molly!" I cried, and a crying voice shrieked back: Darren woke up. Cheese and future rice! I saw Darren in Mom's arms when I got to his room before Molly cried out to me:
"What, Addy?"
"Where are my Supras?"
"In the trash!" At that, Leanne woke up. I internall face palmed. Great-both babies awake and crying. Only one Mom and only one Dad. Well, we've got school; so they're, um, in trouble.
I went to the trash and got out my blue Supras and white laces. I quickly grabbed my All Time Low bag and skateboard upon heading for school.
Unfortuately for me, I dropped my bag and everything in it, "Darn. Not again."
Thankfully, Zander found me. It was like I was really a magnet to him or something. He bent down and helped me gather my things without a word.
"Thanks, Zander," I smiled.
"No problem, beautiful," he said. I blushed and giggled, putting my hand over my mouth to cover up the giggle. "Don't do that." Zander took off my hand; I had confusion clearly written over my face.
"So what?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Cover up your giggle. I think it's cute," his cheeks turned a slight pink. I giggled and covered it up again.
"I'm cute? You're like a candy bar! Half sweet, and half nuts!" I kept giggling.
"Yeah? Well, you're s pretty that I forgot my pick up line!"
I don't know how, but somehow we managed to get in his band room. We kept talking until Nathan (?) came.
"Hey, Nathan," I waved.
"Nelson," he said.
"Sorry, Nelson. I'm awful at names."
"Eh, it's okay. Not many pretty girls bother to remember my name," he froze and I giggled. I once again covered my mouth only to have Zander pick it off and just simply hold it in his hand, it was kind of like we were holding hands. He intertwined our fingers, but I didn't feel any of that electricity like people always speak of in books and movies. It just felt...right? Eh, probably because I'm so used to holding my younger cousins' hands.
Nelson looked at us weird and ran out of the room.
"Weird," I commented.
"Really? For Nelson, that's pretty normal," Zander said.
"Your definition of normal? My definition of normal? Or Nelson's definition of normal?"
"I don't really know anymore," he said more like a question while rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.
The bell rang.
"I guess we should go to history," I said, getting my bag and off the couch only to fall again because of my board. Zander tried to grab me and help me up by my wrist, but he fell with me, too. "Sorry." I giggled without covering my mouth.
Zander was just looking at me, and I poked him in the face unsuccedingly (if that's a word) snapping him out of some weird trance. I heard the door open and shut; and I think Zander did since he looked up, too. We both found Stevie. Awkward turtle moment...
"Hey, Stevie," I said and we both waved.
"Hey," she questiong reaching for the brown purse she used as a backpack. "Were you two making out or something?"
"I fell and dragged-"
"Why you wanna watch?" Zander smirked. Stevie just rolled her eyes and left the room.
"W-well, I-I better g-get to c-class," I stuttered. Where did that come from? I thought, walking out of the room towards history. Why would Zander say that? Weird.
Apparently, Kacey got glasses andbraces. At lunch when my dear, dear sister was handing out papers with Kacey on them as a "loser", Zander stood up for her. He comforted her and then took her to somewhere. I rolled my eyes, but it hurt that he was taking her somewhere I didn't know. However, it made me fall harder for him knowing that he cared more about personality and charm than looks and beauty. He is a bit vain though, but he does-Hold on! Fall?
Oh gosh. What have I gotten myself into?
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