So, after weeks of filling out applications, I finally got a job interview! This made me happy, so I decided to write another chapter to my baley story. I tend to write better when I'm happy. (; So here you guys go!
We have about five minutes of class left. Everyone has to write a letter to their partner. Basically it's like a hello letter. The teacher is going to hold on to these letters until the end of our project, then she is going to give them to the person they're written to. My hand shook nervously as I wrote my letter.
Dear Brooke,
Hi. I know I'm not your first choice on this project, but I'm going to try my best to get us an A. I think it's cool how you're a cheerleader. I could never go out in front of people and cheer. You look really good in your uniform.
-Haley
Shoot, I can't write that! I quickly tried to erase my last statement, but I the bell had rung. Shoot shoot shoot, I looked around desperately for my eraser. Of course, I had to buy the separate eraser. I don't know why I couldn't buy the little erasers that stick to the pencils. As I was sitting at my desk cursing myself, the teacher came by and grabbed my paper off the desk.
"No. Wait!" I whispered, reaching for my letter. The teacher pulled back "Miss James, I said time is up" and with that she put the letter in her stack and the class filed out of the room.
I sighed and gathered my things. Lucas and Rachel walked up to Mrs. Carter's desk to hear their punishment. I decided to wait out in the hallway for him. After about five minutes, Rachel came out. "Heyyy Tutor-queer" she sneered at me. "Thanks to you, I have detention for a week after this lame ass project". I looked nervously at my feet. "I don't see how I got you in trouble Rachel" I whispered, not making eye contact. Where is Lucas? I want to leave already. I heard Rachel take a step towards me; I smelt her perfume as she leaned in towards me "Because, if you were normal, we wouldn't have a problem". This angered me. Normal? I finally looked up and made eye contact with her. Woah, she is very close to me. I was taken back with the little space occupied between us.
Just then, I heard a voice behind me "Rach, don't tell me you're hitting on tutor-nerd here". It was Peyton .Wait, if Peyton is here⦠that means.. I looked over and made eye contact with the green eyed beauty. "I would never do such a thing!" I heard Rachel say, and then felt a force against me. She had shoved me, pushing me so hard I fell backwards onto my butt. All my books scattered onto the floor. Peyton and Rachel started laughing. I felt tears gathering in the corner of my eyes as I quickly gathered my stuff.
"Brooke, what are you doing?" I heard Peyton say. I looked up and saw Brooke on the ground next to me, picking up my books. "Peyton, you don't always have to be such a bitch" she said, handing me my books. Our hands brushed, and for a brief moment, I felt a spark. I heard Peyton scoff at Brooke's comment, and Brooke finally made eye contact with me. "I'm sorry for her" she said, handing me my last book from the floor. Our hands touched again, more sparks. I couldn't contain the smile that appeared on my face. And amazingly, she smiled back!
It was the perfect moment, which was ruined by Peyton "Man, whatever Brooke. Let's go." She said; I could feel her eyes burning holes in my back. I then heard two sets of footsteps descending from me. I glanced back and saw Rachel and Peyton leaving.
I then realized Brooke was still kneeling beside me. I looked over at her, and she was staring at her hand. Oh my gosh, did she feel the sparks too? I was about to speak, when she glanced up at me. Her eyes were sparkling. "Anyway" she started, wiping her hand against the back of her jeans as she stood up. "Can I get your number?" she asked. I was in a daze; Brooke Davis was talking to me. I stood up and nodded. She handed me her phone and I punched it in. I handed her the phone back and realized I hadn't spoken this entire time. "I hope working on this project together won't suck". Did I really just say that? Out of everything in the world that I could have said, my mouth chose a sentence that insults her. I opened my mouth to say something to explain that I didn't mean it as an insult, but she cut me off. "Yeah, hopefully" she said dryly. I was in a panic, I insulted her. She will definitely never like me now. To my surprise, she then smiled at me. "I will see you later then". She turned and walked the way her best friend had disappeared from before.
I stood in the spot, stunned. Brooke Davis talked to me. She actually talked to me. She has my number. I quickly pulled out my phone to see if she had sent me a text. 'No messages' my phone read. I mentally slapped myself, why would she text me; she had just left not even five minutes ago. I slid my phone back into my pocket as Lucas finally emerged out of the classroom. "Sorry for the wait Hales, I had to finish my letter to Peyton" he explained. I grew angry. WHAT? He had time after class to finish his letter? I shook my head "It is fine" I said as we walked down the hall way, making our way to his car.
Lucas always gave me a ride to and from school. He had his license and a car; I did not. Once in his car, we drove in silence. His rock music was playing quietly in the back ground. I started to think about this project with Brooke. One full week working together; it will be wonderful. The project started tomorrow after school. I have never been so excited for the next day of school.
I was going to write a paragraph of after school between Lucas and Haley. To show their friendship, but my sister just came into my room and I have to go entertain her. Blame her if this chapter doesn't satisfy your needs (;
