aN: Okay I'm still suffering on a ginormous (is that how you spell it) writer's block on my two other stories. As usual thanks for the reviews, alerts and faves, I'm really getting the hang of this story, before I thought this would just be one of my cool off oneshots but it isn't. So good news! or maybe bad news (if you hate me) from now on I'll be updating every Wednesday on this story. On with the chapter
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CHAPTUH 3
That was weird
Recently life isn't exactly hitting the standards of normality.
Rachel climbed the stairs that lead to her blond friend, that's exaggerated, companion, that's way too exaggerated, partner, that sounds too attached, schoolmate, sounds pathetic, adversary, not too pleasant to hear but highly appropriate, let's use a much more civil term ahh yes… acquaintance.
Rachel is a very punctual person, but seeing that she has a lot of things and a lot of synonyms in her mind, she lost track of time. She didn't forget about her afternoon meeting with you know who, she just took a lot more time than usual to decide whether to meet him. Rachel was afraid to admit that her plan wasn't normally unfolding the way she planned to. Not that it wasn't working just like she planned to, it's just that… it's working too damn well! Who knew that making friendship bracelets and having rainbow monkey tea parties with him was so easy, figuratively speaking that is, even if it was with Fanny, she wouldn't get caught doing any of those. Yeah he was still over confident and superior and their prior conversations thus far had been just a few sentences, but Rachel could feel something there other than the brash, almighty Chad that she and everyone else at school knew.
That smile at lunch time was unbelievably shocking!
After unusually pacing to and fro the stairs, she decided to climb the steps completely, after the 11th attempt. As she reached the top she saw Chad lying casually on the familiar bench but this time he stood up and turned to her as he heard her.
"your late" He said flatly behind his curtained eyes.
Rachel felt a small pang of irritation at his commanding tone. What in the world! She is not late! Who said this appointment was under a strict schedule! Well most people would never dare to be late when summoned by the presence of the school's golden boy! She could imagine those mindless minions of him, following his every whim. Maybe it would be a shock to him if someone with a mind, defy him.
Chad must have seen her face change he looked away boldly.
"I'm so sorry boss" she dramatically bowed in front of him then stood with her hands on her hips. "I wasn't aware of your hectic schedule. I thought it was just a casual invite, silly me. Nothing could be casual when it comes to Chad Dickson"
"I didn't invite you" Dickson's voice was back to its cold tone. "I've told you that I want to be alone, you aren't welcome" He sneered indignantly.
"Oh really? You just told me what time you come here just to state a fact? And what is all about that in the cafeteria!
"What about it?" He looked her straight in the eye as he innocently tilted his head.
"What do you mean what about it..you were…"Rachel found it hard to put into words. What did happen at lunch time? Chad raised his eyebrow sensing her discomfort.
"I was…" he trailed off, knowing that he had the upper hand.
"Looking -you were looking" Rachel sighed Why do I have to blurt that out? with your wide range of colorful vocabulary that's the best you could think of.
"I was looking" he smirked "looking at what exactly?"
Her eyes twitched as she could almost feel a blush creep up her cheek…well almost. "It's none of my business, bye, sorry for bothering you"
Rachel turned to go but too quick and jumped in front of her blocking her exit.
"It is your business. You didn't answer my question" The smirk was still there, she knew that he perfectly knew what she knew they were talking about. He was enjoying her little fumble. To make an end of this uneasy conversation, she just had to say it.
She sighed."Me, you were looking at me then you smiled" She kept her eyes n his face. She knew she wasn't suppose to make a big deal out of this but this was probably the strangest conversation she had with him.
And then he did it again
That was even weirder
He smiled, again. It was two notches more dazzling and charming than the last one.
"There you go it wasn't that hard to stay? Being the president shouldn't speaking be your forte? I know almost all of the girls in this school would kill for me to be gazing at them over lunch so don't tell me you weren't the least flattered, that's why your blushing now" The smile turned to an even bigger smirk
She was blushing! This has got to stop. "Oh come on! If you need your ego boosted you're with the wrong person! Go find some sweet talking cheerleader that's desperate for your attention. Now let me pass Chad!" as that insufferable word passed her lips she stopped trying to pass by him and stepped back. CRUD! She just called him by his first name! One of the names that dreaded her childhood! She called him CHAD!
He was staring at her his smirk gone, his eyes serious.
"Let me pass" Rachel stepped forward, her need to leave now completely genuine and he obediently slid to one side to let her pass through. She hasn't taken three steps when he suddenly spoke.
"When you weren't here at 5, I thought you weren't coming" She halted.
That perfectly translates the fact that he was waiting for me. She snapped back from her thoughts then she glared at him. " And that makes it ok for you to talk to me like that? I'm not one of those nerds that you call as your ugly servants you know"
Chad looked down. "I expect people to do what I say" his words still carried a bit of arrogance but it rather sounds apologetic to her.
"and you are most definitely not ugly" he slowly eyed her up and down.
Rachel raised an eyebrow at him "Oh don't even try that with me and I'd like to say that I'm also not one of your giggling fangirls that follows you around"
"giggling fangirls?" There was a hint of amusement in his last statement "try what exactly?"
"Using the charm!"
"The charm? …well, well, well" He smiled coyly at her but looking devious at the same time "Rachel did I just heard you compliment me and my charm" Chad switched to the prior said charm, looking completely innocent as if he had no clue what she was talking about.
She smirked back.
"well, well, well no more Mckenzie, is it Rachel now then"
She shot back at him, ignoring his previous conclusion. She saw Dickson's expression change and she knew he hadn't realized he'd called her by her first name and now felt uncomfortable about it. He seemed to think for a moment but then his face took on the shielded expression she was used to and he just shrugged.
"Anyway, if I didn't happen to look your way at lunch it's only because I was bored." he nonchalantly stated this to her.
Rachel's irritation finally reached a point where she was firm on leaving. "I'm so happy that I could alleviate your dying boredom during lunch hours! I'm very much honored" Her words dripped with venomous sarcasm, she quickly snapped as she glared at him
"but do us both a favor Dickson and gaze at someone else next time, I'm sure they'll be eternally grateful!" she turned towards the exit again, somehow satisfied that she had emphasized the use of his surname.
It appears to be after they're last meeting Rachel and Chad continued both they're daily routines ignoring each other, at least that's what they want the other to think. She didn't talked to him for a few days, she didn't even bother visiting they're usual secret hideout sounds conspicuous, if any other student heard about that they'll think that we're having a sneaky affair…What are you thinking Rachel!
Rachel is definitely stressed out. It wasn't because of her boring schoolwork but once again because of her secret mission. She had a task at hand, a very pertinent one but it was so unbelievably easy—that it was takes more complicated thoughts to understand and believe. It was because he was so intriguing and so infuriating at the same time. She wasn't doing good time since she alienated Chad. And there it was again she said the "C" word Dickson! His name is Dickson!
She wasn't listening to her friends as they ate and she wasn't hungry so she pushed the food around her plate, her head resting on her hand, her mind in turmoil. It was then that she felt those eyes on her again. This time she looked straight at him and found him staring directly at her. As soon as she met his gaze his face softened, his eyes kind and questioning. And without warning her stomach did a flip. One of those flips, when something makes you feel hot. She looked away, feeling a million things at once.
Feeling thoroughly confused she stood suddenly and almost ran from the hall and escaped through the fire exit. She knew where she had to go to the balcony and headed round the stairs out of the wind and rested herself on the bench where she always sat. This place always helped her think of him….argghhh with him.
Well right now she was positive that he wouldn't be able to come with her here, he's too crowded by his loyal subjects. She had this balcony on her own. How had this happened? Why was Chad...Dickson so difficult to understand. She shook her head. Was the way she was feeling so difficult to understand? Did she care what Dickson thought of her? Oh my God Was she caring? Did she like him? Why was she asking these damn question when she knows that all these question's have a similar answer— yes Well the answer was no for the latter question, she didn't like him…not yet. Aaarrrggghh!
He wasn't the cold, mean person he always seemed to be. There was vulnerability about him, a kindness? No, those two words could never be in the same sentence. Kind and Chad Dickson? No! How on earth was she going to do what had to be done without getting...she searched for a word afraid to use the most accurate one...attached! Oh my god ATTACHED! To Chad Dickson. She rubbed her temples. Weird!
Suddenly her spy senses tingled. She wasn't alone after all
" What are you doing here" she turned to her right. Had she not just being thinking about him and 'poof!' like magic he appears.
"I found this place first remember" Without exactly answering her question and without asking her permission, he sat next to her "Not hungry?" the smooth voice gave her goosebumps.
Without the usual attitude where she would have told him to mind his own business she answered completely honestly, without thinking,
"I had some thinking to do."
"Yes, I've been doing a lot of that too. Are we back to surnames again then?"
He was looking at her through his golden bangs. It would help her think straight if he looked a bit less stareable! I know that's not a word Instead he looked incredibly mysterious and dashing, the wind whipping his blonde ruffled hair .
"I don't know! You're the one blowing hot and cold." Rachel knew her voice was an octave higher.
He didn't make a smart retort. They remained silent for a few seconds, his face gazing at the view in front of them as if with serious concentration.
"Why did you come?" seeing her puzzled expression he continued "The first time, to this place? Why did you come?"
She had been expecting this question but in light of their conversation she suddenly found it incredibly hard to answer. She was supposed to be acting. The plan had been to lie, say it was an accident, he just happened to be here, but she couldn't.
"I wanted to judge you for myself, see if you were the egomaniacal, cocky traitor everyone thinks you are."
Chad raised his eyebrows at her but didn't rise to the bait.
"What's the verdict?"
"I haven't made my mind up yet."
Chad's face was about to contort in an unpleasant fashion when despite the icy glare, he saw the mischievous glint in her eyes. Usually, he only flashes his natural boyish smile once, twice the most, for a girl to seal the deal and make them think that they're special but he'll make an exception for this girl.
I have a feeling that I'll be making a lot of exceptions in the future. Chad thought
"You looked unhappy - at lunch" My god he had noticed! Before she could reply he continued. "And yes, I was looking."
Suddenly the bell rang, it was the end of lunch.
"You still have English." How did he know about my schedule?
With a nod he walked away leaving Rachel more confused than ever.
aN: So as I told you in the last chapter we'll be doing this slowly. No over fluff yet but I'm trying my best to hint a few between those lines. But TRUST ME the next chapters would show how much atom bonding, spontaneous combusting, Nuclear Fusion exploding CHEMISTRY they have. Just tell me if the story is turning a bit too slow or I need to correct a few errors here and there. As usual comments, suggestions, violent reactions and cold hearted criticisms are welcome. Please review, like or dislike, tell me even in one word
-naSH XP
