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Chapter 2
"Um thank you." He said it as a statement but the way he slightly narrowed his eyes made me believe it was more of a question.
"So what brings you here to this dank ass town?" I ask out of curiosity, especially if he was a senior. I was weird for a senior to transfer schools.
He looked back down at his donut. "Um, I needed a change of scenery." Though, something about his posture told me he wasn't telling me the whole truth.
"So is it just you here or family?" i was normally the type of person who was blunt but with him I was sort of nervous to ask.
"Just me, my family's in Russia. I moved here to the U.S to live with my aunt when I was fifteen and then moved from there to here." Something about him and his posture made me think this wasn't a topic of conversation he was comfortable with so I tried changing the subject. It wasn't that hard to do when the bell rang.
I hopped off the table casting a quick glance back to mine and then rested my eyes back on Dimitri. "Well Comrade, good to meet you. Maybe we could chat later and I could tell you all about our lovely town. But for now we have to get to class, I suppose you're going to need help finding yours." I said it as a statement but he slightly nodded anyways. "Do you mind?" he hesitantly asked. "Not at all, whatever makes me late." He chuckled lightly and the sound made me slightly smile. Handing me his schedule we headed off to his first period, not worrying about my bag since I knew Mason grabbed it since Eddie and him shared first with me. Looking at Dimitri's I realized he had third, fourth, and sixth with me though had second lunch while my friends and I had first.
Slipping into my first class of the day I was able to pass with only a stern look from my teacher. Slipping into my seat behind mason and next to Eddie in the back corner I got a stern look from them too. "What was that?" Eddie half mouthed, half whispered to me while mason handed me my black leather shoulder bag. I just shrugged as a response knowing if I got talking I would most definitely get a detention. And I can't do that with Practice after school.
After weightlifting I ran into Dimitri again on our way to third. "Hey there comrade. So whatcha doin' today after school? I got practice and then work tonight but I have about an hour in between so we can talk. You know, answer any questions you might have about anything."
With a slight glance towards me he raised one eyebrow. Cool, I always wished I could do that. "Who was the 16th president?" he asked with what looked to be complete seriousness.
"Um, no clue." I replied dumbfounded
He lightly chuckled. "No clue?" he repeated, "He was one of our most famous presidents."
I narrowed my eyes at him knowing what he was doing. "I meant questions like what is fun to do in this town. Or about the school cliques. Not school subjects. I'm sorta dumb." I said snarkingly
"You're not dumb and I know what you meant. So, practice, huh?" he asked, successfully changing the subject.
"Um yeah," I cast a quick glance to the side seeing him looking at me expectantly. "Fifteen minutes after the last bell rings be in the gym." I said mysteriously as I pulled the door open to our class. For some reason, I didn't want to tell him I was a cheerleader. I figured If it was a mystery he'd be more likely to show up to ease his unknowing mind, and for some reason I wanted to see him again.
When the final bell rang that day I quickly made my way to the locker room by myself, while the others wanted to meet up with each other first. The boys had basketball practice too but they tended to run on the track for thirty minutes as warm up then came in the gym. Christian, Sydney and Jill would be sitting on the bleachers in the gym the whole time though watching us.
"Geesh Rose, what's the rush?" Lissa asked as her and Mia walked in the locker room to already see me in my black spandex shorts and sports bra. Turning from my conversation with Meredith, I shrugged at them and grabbed my tank top out of my locker. "No reason really." On the inside I scolded myself for being so eager to see Dimitri. Adrian was my boyfriend, but I still really wanted to be at least friends with Dimitri.
Walking in the gym with the squad I scanned the very few people on the bleachers. Christian, Sydney and Jill in the front center, a couple at the top center who looked like they were in a heated conversation and three more guys in the back corner who were only hear to watch us girls. Damn Perverts is what they were.
"Alright girls, start stretching." Lissa, also known as the co-captain yelled. Coach was on paid leave right now and pretty much left Lissa in charge. Surprisingly, after we were done stretching I looked up to see Dimitri on the middle row of the bleaches a few feet to the left of the crew. He was smirking at me with his eyes narrowed looking like he was trying not to laugh. Quickly smirking back I joined the girls to practice our latest routine. Twenty minutes later the basketball team joined us in the gym and we had to move to the other side with the bleachers raised to give them the actual court. Looking back I saw a new addition to the bleachers. Now sitting next to Dimitri was Tasha Ozera.
She was actually Christian's cousin and she completely despised me. Once upon a time, Tasha actually hung out with us. When school let out for summer in 8th grade there was a party. She was in 9th grade and already had a boyfriend. The party was actually for us, thrown by André, so we could meet the people we would be going to high school with. Her Boyfriend ended up being a loser and tried to kiss me after taking me to an empty room. Tasha ended up walking in on us looking for him at the exact time he tried and was severely pissed. I tried to explain to her because we were friends at the time but she never believed me.
Then, when Adrian came along later that summer she developed a crush on him. I didn't know this since she still didn't really talk to me and I ended up with him. After the fact of us getting together she started a big public fight with me in front of everybody else and well, safe to say they sort of picked me. The other reason they did though was because they thought she was being an unfair bitch, which she completely was. She never really talked to us again except for Christian and sometimes Lissa, but especially not me. That is, unless she was calling me ugly names.
She was threatened by me. She wanted to be me. She thought I had everything, which I did, and she wanted to take it for herself. She uses Christian to try and become besties with Lissa and would sometimes try to flirt with Adrian. Now looking at her talking to Dimitri, I knew exactly what she was doing. She saw us talking and wanted to pit him against me. He was new here so he didn't know. Plus, he was hot, there was no denying that, and she probably thought if she got him she might finally have a chance at being better than me. Well, minus the group of friends she wanted too.
Looking at them I scoffed and narrowed my eyes. My insides slightly stirred in anger knowing it was in fact possible for her to pit him against me since I couldn't exactly run over there and explain myself to him. So hoping that he was smarter than her I turned back to the squad who were practicing the lifts. Unfortunately, that's when Adrian decided to come up and plant a big smooch on my lips, "Let's Continue that kiss after practice is over."
"Can't, I gotta get into work early today." I lied, pressing my lips together in slight anger. Great, I never mentioned to Dimitri about my boyfriend, making Tasha's job to pit him against me much easier now. Maybe it would be for the best though; once she had him she might stop trying to be me. And I could stop thinking about him in that way, which I especially needed to do since I had a boyfriend.
"Whatever," he sneered then walked away. Casting a quick glance back at the bleachers I saw Tasha stand up and start walking towards the doors and only a second later, with his eyes cast down, Dimitri following her.
