CHAPTER TWO

"Can we talk?"

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"Can we talk?"
Monday, October 8.
7:04am

Lily pulled her hair into a ponytail, she wore black leggings with a jean miniskirt with chains on the pockets, a dark red tanktop with a black quartersleeve shirt underneath, dark red vans, and chained bracelet.

"There, all set." She smiled, looking in the mirror.

She grabbed her puppy, and skipped her way down the stairs. "So much for being home Saturday night, right?" She muttered to her puppy.

Duchess whimpered.

"I know," Lily whispered. She filled Duchess' dog bowl with puppy chow, slung on her backpack, and headed out the door.

7:43am

Lily's POV

I slammed my books into my locker, just as the school doors opened. There came...The Mercies.

Consisting of: Allie Einerson, Ellie White, Shellie Kayman, and Kellie Grayne.

You were lucky if you became a "Miss Mercy". You could never be their queen. Allie already had that covered. "Queen Mercy". They're the snobbiest, richest, most popular, prettiest, and...in my opinion...the most annoying...est. Allie was pretty much the most popular girl in school. Everyone pretty much worshipped her. She was mean, but she had talent in singing, dancing, and cheerleading. She's the head cheerleader, and what's worse? She has my boyfriend. The quarterback. James Kent.

Okay, I know what you're thinking. Why would the quarterback of the football team be dating a reject like me?

Okay, one...im not a reject! And how dare you call me that! And two...he wasn't a quarterback when we first started dating. I remember it like it was yesterday. Eighth grade. My dream come true.

FLASHBACK:

Lily, Miley, and Oliver were sitting at the lunch table when all of a sudden, they heard Ashley scream, "What?! You're breaking up with me?!" And storm out of the cafeteria.

The trio laughs, then...James comes up the the three. "Hey, wassup?" He asked cooly.

"Not as catchy as 'sup'." Miley muttered under her breath. "What's her problem?" James asked.

"Oh, nothing. Forget her," Lily answered, "Seperation Anxiety." She added in a whisper.

"So, anyway, Lily...I was wondering. Do you maybe...wanna go out with me?" James asked nervously. Lily couldn't believe it, but she answered, "Yes," in a heartbeat.

END FLASHBACK.

I heard Allie's annoying laugh, and it made me jump out of my memory, only to find her taking pictures with James. I groaned, and slammed my locker. I was the only one in the hall, well, of course there were The Mercies and James, but they always skip homeroom. I slung my backpack and me into homeroom, just as the bell rang.

"Phew," I muttered. Mrs. Ikard was about to say something, but I held my hand up. "Hey, Mrs. Ikard...technically, I was here before the bell." I shot one of my...award winning smiles!

She nodded, and I took my seat, six rows away from Oliver. I had every class with him and Miley. Where's Miley when you need her? Oh, that's right! Partying with a bunch of hot cowboys. Lucky her.

I rested my head on my desk, and I heard people talking about me.

"That's her...the one James cheated on!"
"Ugh, look at how she dresses! Why did James date her?!"

"She totally doesn't deserve him! Allie's so much prettier,"
"I agree! Allie and James make the cutest couple!"

"Headcheerleader and Quarterback sounds way better than
Geeky Punk/Skater girl and Quarterback!"

"Oh, my gosh! Look at her! She's pathetic!"
"I know! A total waste of a good girlfriend."
"Poor James,"

"I heard they dated six years!"
"Six years too long,"
"What a freak!"

I rolled my eyes at their rude comments. I dont't care what they think. They're just a bunch of self-obsessed Wannabe Mercies.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop looking at Oliver. I was glad he didn't catch my stare...that would've been bad. Finally, the bell rang. I was the first one out. And thus, begins day one of my horrific nightmare. Lucky me.

3:22pm

I was the last one in the building, as I walked out of the classroom where I was gathering my homework, I heard someone behind me say, "Alright, Man...Catch'ya later."

"Oliver," I whispered to myself. I kept walking, praying to God that I'd make it away from him. But...I didn't.

"Wait up!" He called.

I stopped. "Hey, Lily, got a sec.?" He asked me. I turned around.

"Hmm...do I have a sec? Do I have a sec...I don't know, lemme check my date book,"

He rolled his eyes. I held my hand in front of my face, then three seconds later, I took it down.

"Nope, all full! Sorry, check back in ten years." And, I turned around and walked farther.

"Lily, I really need to talk to you,"

I stopped, and closed my eyes. I could tell, he really wanted to talk to me. I decided to give him a chance. I walked up to him. "Okay, go." I said, looking at my watch. He laughed, and grabbed my hand as an attempt to stop me from looking at my watch, but both of us stopped and looked at each other, then quickly let go.

"Well? I said go," I said, folding my arms, getting annoyed.

He took a deep breath, and looked me in the eye. "That day, the day we...I guess you could say...stopped being friends? Do you remember?"

I laughed. "Sure,"

FLASHBACK:

They were alone on the beach...

"Oliver, I don't get what your problem is! You've never acted like this!" Lily yelled, trying hard not to show that she's crying.

END FLASHBACK.

Oliver sighed. "When I said those things...the things I...shouldnt've said..." He looked down.

FLASHBACK:

"You just...don't have time for me or Miley anymore! Dont'chu get it, Lily?!" He yelled, walking closer to her. "Okay, not like you used to! You used to call everynight, we'd hang out everyday! Now, you're cancelling this, cancelling that!" He gestured with his hands.

Lily wiped her tear, folded her arms and rolled her eyes.

END FLASHBACK.

I crossed my arms, and narrowed my eyes. "You meant it, didn't you." I said, getting sort of mad.

"At the time, yes."

I rotated myself once, groaning. "Oliver! There is no 'At the time' in a situation like this! You either meant it...or not!"

FLASHBACK:

"Maybe it's best for the both of us if we just..." He started, but decided to stop.

"What are you saying?" Lily asked, unsuccessfully holding back tears.

"Maybe it's best if we just...stopped being friends," He continued...and for three seconds, Lily couldn't speak. He took the hint, and left her there...crying...alone...on the beach.

END FLASHBACK.

"Lily, I..." He began, with sadness and frustration in his eyes. Our little talk was interupted by little miss perfect.

"Oliver!" She pranced up to us, and kissed his cheek.

"Ellie." He said, unenthusiastically. Did I forget to mention Oliver was dating Ellie White?

"Kellie and I were looking for you outside by your car! You didn't even come!" She stomped her foot and squealed on the word "come".

She looked at me. "Truscott," She greeted me in a low voice, then looked me over, and turned back to Oliver. "So, anyway, you comin' or not? I gotta get home and catch the last fifteen minutes of Dawson's Creek!" She squealed, complaining.

I folded my arms. "Why watch it when you live it everyday at school?" I said, aloud...just to make sure she heard me.

She looked at me, and dropped her expression. "Excuse me, was I talking to you?" She asked, in a mad voice. I love making a Miss Mercy mad! It cracks me up! I haven't succsessfully made Queen Mercy mad yet, but give it time...it'll all work out.

"El, why don't you wait with Kellie in the car. I'll be there in a sec." He pointed to the school doors.

Sec. There's that word again. I hate that word!

"Sure, hurry okay?" She winked at him, then prissed her way outside.

I rolled my eyes. "Well, I can see duty calls, so...I'll talk to you later, kaysies?" I mocked The Mercies by saying "Kaysies".

"Don't be like that," He said.

But I left. He really gets on my nerves.

5:39 pm

Oliver's POV

Why does Ellie get so jealous all the time? I mean, I treat her like a man should treat a girl, I constantly tell her I'd never cheat on her, I call her everyday, and yet she can't stand for me to be alone with someone else?! Why do I even date her? Im not popular, im just a football player. Does that automatically make me compatible with a Miss Mercy? Well, it does make sence. I mean, she is hot. She looks perfect, she dresses perfect. Her curly, medium light, blonde highlighted brown hair that reaches to the top of her breats, did look perfect in the sunlight. But, the thing is...do I really love her?

I was laying on my bed, staring at the white, bumpy ceiling. I took another drink of my sierra mist. It was raining outside, and im guessing pretty cold, after all, it is October. It was lonely at my house. Mom was at my Aunt Charlette's, Dad was at work, and my siblings were sleeping over at other people's houses. I was home alone, as usual. No computer, no video games, just me, wearing a white teeshirt and blue checkered boxers, tossing a football up in the air constantly, and listening to the rain. My comforting silence was interupted by a knock on my door. I got up, and answered it.

I pressed my hand against the doorknob and twisted it, then pulled it open.

There stood Lily, clothes were soaking wet, literally drenched in rainwater, she was shivering, her long, swirly blonde hair was flat, wet, and didn't curl, just hung loosely on her shoulders, and part of her bulging chest. I sighed, and gripped onto the door. She spoke, but her voice was cracky as she tilted her head up.

"Can we talk?"

A/N-Okay, there you go...chapter 3. keep in mind that i wrote this 2 months ago when I was still 12. :) so it's not the best stuff. Anyway, I hope you like it, and I'll have chapter 3 up by Thursday. hope you liked it!