"Look at him", Alli Bhandari rolled her almond shaped eyes purposefully at Drew Torres. She slammed her locker shut, and huffed when he laughed tossing a football over to Zane.
Clare sighed tucking a short curl behind her ear and draped her arm around her friends shoulder.
"You're better off without him", she warned tossing Drew a dirty look when he flicked a reluctant glance at Alli.
"He's a jerk", Jenna agreed with her back pressed against the coolness of the locker besides Clare's. "I mean sure he's hot, and on the football team, and has a nice smile-
"Jenna, you're not helping", Clare quickly interupted the blonde's rant about all Drew's amazing physical qualities. Giving Drew another side glance, Clare agreed that he was very attractive.
He was almost too pretty.
She prefered her guys leaner, lankier, and paler. Or in other words, Eli Goldsworthy.
Alli shrugged out of Clare's grip and exhaled friends were great, but completely useless. They had perfectly committed boyfriends who would gladly loose a finger than ever even contemplating hurting either one of them.
It'd been nearly two days since the Saturday disaster dance, and she still felt the annoying sting of rejection in her chest.
"He's not a always like that", Alli adjusted her over sized tote on her shoulder. She hated when other people insulted him, sure he was flawed... but so was she.
Clare scoffed dismisisvely. "You're not seriously defending the same guy whose been cheating on you?"
"What about Dave?" Jenna asked tossing Clare a hopeful look that Alli missed. They'd been plotting to hook the two up to ensure her from going back to being Drew's plaything.
Alli furrowed her eyebrows while dropping her notebook inside her bag.
"What about him?"
"Alli", Drew called advancing toward the trio of friends with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his light wash jeans. He looked uncharecteristically innocent in his gray Degrassi hoodie, and boyishly coifed hair.
When he was standing behind her he dipped his head so that only she could hear and whispered, "Can we talk?"
Alli crossed her arms tightly across her chest and huffed. " We already are".
He strained his neck. "Alone".
"Dream on Torres", Clare frowned staring down all 6'2 inches of the basketball/football star.
Alli kept her dark brown eyes trained on Drew.
"Its fine".
"You sure?" Jenna asked skeptically.
"Yeah", Alli broke the stare down with Drew to look at her friends. "I'll catch up".
After a pregnant pause the two stalked down the hallway muttering obscenities about him Drew was sure.
"Make it quick", Alli recrossed her arms defiantly, refusing to make eye contact with him.
Drew took Alli's silence as his turn to speak, but was interupted when she cut him off.
"Do you enjoy making me look like an idiot?" She demanded wide-eyed and felt something crack in the pit of her chest. Probably her heart.
"I could ask you the same".
"Me?" Alli demanded poining to herself. "I've been nothing but a doormat".
Drew exhaled and chewed on his bottom lip. "Look, i'm sick of all this are they aren't they crap".
"Well you won't have to for much longer", Alli barked feeling a fresh batch of tears nearly surface.
" Because i'm done looking like an idiot in front of my friends, and for what? A guy who doesn't even consider himself my boyfriend".
Drew opened his mouth to speak but stopped midsentence, she was absolutely right. Up until the big fight at the dance he had her on his terms, whenever he wanted while he continued to flirt, and hookup with whomever he felt like.
"Exactly", Alli swallowed what felt like gasoline unimpressed with her response before she turned on her heel and stalked away, making sure to keep her head held high.
"Hey Alli-Cat".
Alli slammed her locker shut and wasn't suprised when she saw Dave Turner leaning against the locker opposite of hers.
"Hey Dave", she smiled half heartedly and stuffed her AP physics book in her shoulder bag. She didn't exactly feel like talking, but Dave was the one guy that actually liked her for her. Not because of her looks, or what rumors they'd heard.
She slid her AP book inside her shoulder bag and squinted her eyes trying to see what had Dave so fidgety.
"Whats up?" She asked skeptically.
He looked somewhere between constipated, confused, and uncomfortable.
"Could you..Would you...I mean...I don't...", he awkwardly fumbled over his words and ran a hand across his head.
"Are you trying to ask me something?" Alli asked jokingly.
"Will you go out with me?" Dave quickly blurted.
Alli blinked, truly baffled.
"You can say no-".
"No", Alli brushed her side swept bangs out of her eyes. "I-".
"Never mind", He muttered hald-heartedly.
"No!" Alli laughed stopping him. "I meant no reason not to, right?"
Dave grinned from ear to ear. "Perfect, i'll text you tonight with the details", he beamed with newly restored confidence. He leaned foward and peck Alli's cheek before shrugging down the halls to join his throng of friends who greeted him with hoots, and slaps on the back.
Alli touched her cheek, slightly mistified. It was sweet, something she wasn't quite accustomed to. Her boyfriends consisted of jerk, jerk, jerkier, and the biggest jerk. But Dave was genuinely nice, she only saw him as a friend but she was willing to give it a try. Halfway down the hall she felt a pair of hands grab her around the waist and pull her into an empty computer lab.
When the hands lingered on her waist a second longer than needed she knew it was Drew. When the lights flicked on, she was proven right.
"What?" Alli scoffed crossing her arms, and balancing her weight on one foot.
"We need to talk", Drew breathed completely aware of how soft her waist felt underneath his palms. He was glad she decided to ignore his hands, and focus all her anger on his face.
"I have nothing else to say to you".
"Good, i'll do the talking", Drew interupted matter of factly.
Alli scoffed, rolling her eyes and mentally cursed herself for her racing heartbeats, and heated cheeks. If she wasn't so furious with him she would've leaned foward and kissed him.
"I don't-".
"I want you to be my girlfriend".
Alli stared blankly, not exactly impressed. " Exclusively?"
"You're the only person I want, babe", Drew smirked grabbing her by the face and closing the distance in between them by covering his mouth over hers.
Alli squealed halfway between the kiss and wrapped her legs around his waist. She knew she should've given him a harder time, but why fight the inevitable.