Sorry for the long wait, but I didn't really think anyone would really care if I posted since no one has really commented on this. Maybe I should scrap the story? No one seems to be interested in.
Chapter 6
Brittany's POV
The next day, English class started and we were handed back our quiz on the twenty five SAT words amd I got them all correct. While Mrs. Myers was writing on the chalkboard, I ripped out a piece of paper from my notebook and wrote on it and gave it to Rodrick. A few minutes later, he passed it back to me.
*How'd you do?*
*Got a 95*
I smiled. I was definitely proud of him and proud of myself because I was a pretty good mentor. I wrote back and gave it to him again. He read what I wrote and started writing something else down on the paper and handed it back to me.
*Great job*
*Thanks. Hey, I'd like it if you came to the Slush Hut and watched us play this Saturday*
I really wasn't sure if I wanted to. I didn't want to hangout with him outside our study sessions; simply because I just didn't want to get involved with him and later get attached. I was trying to be smart. After some thought I kind of agreed with the idea because I wasn't doing anything Saturday anyways. I looked at him and nodded. He smiled back at me. His smile was to die for. He had a perfect set of teeth that were complimented with smooth lips. I wouldn't know, but they looked it. And his eyes, they were such an awesome color. It was hazel mixed with brown and blue, and above his left eye, was a birthmark. Oh my god. He was so… too good to be true.
The rest of the class was spent with the both of us goofing around. We'd make funny faces every once in a while at each other when Mrs. Meyers had her back turned. Then, I opened my notebook and ripped a small piece of paper out of it. I kept folding it long ways and then folded it in half. I took the hair tie around my wrist and adjusted the hornet in the tie slingshot style. Rodrick was actually writing down some of the things that was on the board. It was astounding. I pulled back the hornet and let go causing the folded paper to soar in the air and hit Rodrick in the arm. He turned to me and made a funny "Ow" face. He took the hornet, unraveled it, and wrote something on it before he flung it back at me.
*Your done ;] *
His grammar still sucked, and I thought that was the next thing to review with him. I turned myself to him and mouthed the words, 'bring it on.'
The bell rang for lunch and we both walked out of class together. I never noticed how much taller he was than me until we were in the crowded hallway. Everyone must have wanted to get to lunch because they were pushing and shoving to get through the mounds of people. As we passed the science hallway, I got knocked over from some kid that was thrown into me. I fell to the ground and my book flew from my hands and landed a few feet away from me. Rodrick grabbed the kid by his collar and yelled at him to make sure he watched where he was going next time.
He held out it hand to lift me up. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine," I said, picking my book off of the ground.
"These assholes really have to watch where they're walking. If I see them push you again, they're dead," he clarified as we walked up to my locker.
"Like seriously, it's only lunch. No one is missing anything," I scoffed.
I spun the dial to the appropriate numbers and pulled the latch up to open and reveal what was in my locker. I had cutouts of designed scrapbook paper that served as mini wallpaper in the door. Pictures of my friends and I were secured by colorful magnets. I looked in the mirror on top of my locker after I stacked my books on the shelf. Rodrick grabbed a marker and wrote on my dry erase board on the door, "Rodrick waz here on 9-20"
"Real thoughtful," I sarcastically spat, closing the door and locking it.
"Huh?" He asked in confusion.
I rolled my eyes and giggled. "Nothing. Let's get some food."
We both stood in line for a turkey wrap. He kept insisting for me to take chocolate pudding so he could have two containers of it.
"Go on take it," he poked me.
"No," I smiled.
"Do it," he poked me in the side and I jumped.
"Nope," I teased.
"Pretty please with a cherry on top?" He pouted.
"Well since you said please, I guess just once," I laughed.
While we were talking, we overheard Lyndsey yell, "No you idiot. I can't eat meat. Are you trying to kill me? Throw it out and make another."
"You eat enough meat on the weekends," I said under my breath, but loud enough for her to hear me.
"Excuse me?" she glared as she took her tray from the poor lunch lady.
Rodrick nearly choked on his spoonful of pudding from laughing. She turned her attention to him and the most evil grin played on her face.
"Rodrick, I had a great time Tuesday night." she walked her fingers up his chest.
From that, Rodrick turned beat red and completely choked on his pudding in the middle of the lunch line.
"If that was supposed to make me jealous, you failed miserably," I countered.
She gave out a huff and clicked her heels past us to another cash register. We came to the end of the line and paid for our food.
"So, how about that Tuesday night?" I walked off after setting his pudding on his tray.
Rodrick's POV
Everything was going so great today and Lyndsey had to fuckin ruin the whole god damn thing for me. Me and Brittany were flirting like crazy all day long. We made faces at each other, wrote notes back and forth, she actually agreed to go and see me play Friday night, and we were just having a little playful argument over my favorite food ever, chocolate pudding.
While we were talking, we overheard Lyndsey yell, "No you idiot. I can't eat meat. Are you trying to kill me? Throw it out and make another."
I wanted to punch her in the head. I never realized how much of a cunt she was. That lunch lady did nothing wrong. Okay, if what you got on your tray wasn't what you wanted, say it nicer that that. Jesus Christ.
"You eat enough meat on the weekends," Brittany said under her breath, but loud enough for Lyndsey to hear her.
I died laughing and accidentally snorted some pudding.
"Excuse me?" She then looked at me, "Rodrick, I had a great time Tuesday night."
She put her fingers on my chest. I wanted to break them. Those words rung through my head like two brass bells crashing together, and to top it all off, I choked on my damn pudding. That bitch almost killed me. Why did she have to ruin a perfect day? I felt my face get hot after her remark. Brittany told her off and Lyndsey stormed off to a register down at the far end of the pizza line. I was unsure if Brittany was angry at me. She stayed silent until we paid for our lunch. She slammed the pudding cup on my tray and walked off after referring to Tuesday night. Yep, she's definitely angry. Every time I get close with this girl someone fucks up my chances. This is bullshit.
Brittany's POV
"What did he do now?" Jena asked as I dropped my tray on the table.
"He lied to me," I muttered.
"Yeah and? That's not surprising," she bluntly said.
"Yeah, but we were having a really good day. We were passing notes and goofing around, he made me feel happy." I rested my head on my hand. "But then Lyndsey came up and said that she had a great time with him Tuesday night. So, it was definitely true. He said nothing happened."
"What did I tell you? Do not get close to Rodrick Heffley. He's a no good bastard," Jena scolded. "He's getting into your head. Tutor him and that's it. Don't show him compassion, just be a cold hearted bitch."
"But I'm not a-"
"I know you're not. You're the nicest girl I know, but you're gonna have to act like one," she demanded.
I nodded in comprehension and took a bite of my wrap.
