aN: I want to thank all of my amazing reviewers. Fieldxhockey, sunlance, MaxandFang101, Numbah 175, Coraline Kate Slymn. Let me explain myself, I've been multi tasking in writing two fics at the same time and the tom felton (Draco Malfoy) obsession lately is not helping either so I'm sorry with all the mix up with the names, I'll soon edit those chaps, it won't happen again, hopefully. Oh yeah I'll use the OC's next chapter and I'll thank you guys properly in the next chapter too. So here it is…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
CHAPTUH 7
Rachel couldn't concentrate on anything after her little acting session with Chad. For the whole day she replayed that scene like a broken record. Every word, every move, every look, everything until the part where the bell rings and a certain amount of jolt would snap her out of her reverie. The cycle would repeat all over again, contaminating her thoughts causing herself to go autopilot the rest of the day and no matter how much encore performances she witnessed, she couldn't stop herself from smiling.
Maybe more like a smirk or a grin. Who cares! She's still floating in her cloud of success. She didn't know, she had it in her. She was proud of herself, if it was any other girl they would have either fainted in the first 2 seconds or they would have sucked his face for the next 2 hours. Bad thoughts! Rachel Fish your mind out of the gutter. Well yeah it almost got out of hand because he was so effortlessly overwhelming and yeah maybe in the back of her mind she was barely acting but nonetheless she outsmarted him. She was the dominant one, that look in his face was enough to decide the victor. The infamous Chad Dickson flushed and out of his game. Well he wasn't the only one...but that's beside the point!
The end justifies the means. She chanted all over again. The smirk turned into a confused smile. Although she succeeded in making fun of him, she also succeeded in making fun of her ridiculous emotions along the way.
What had she been thinking? She didn't even like the idea of this boy around her before, and yet she could hardly deny the reaction her body had to his proximity, her entire being was wound up by his mere presence. It was madness, but Rachel's sharp mind was insisting to her rapidly beating heart that her attraction to the boy was merely physical, after all, who was she kidding? He was very worthy of attraction. He was irresistibly…. Likeable.
There's nothing wrong with a little liking, he's her friend, so she was bound to like him right...right! Yes okay right, she remembered when she was still a little kid, she harbored naïve feelings for Nigel. To tell you the truth she still partially, maybe an eight of a whole, like liked him, however all of those thoughts are shoved away in the file cabinet in her mind, labeled with either next agenda, to do in the far future and might never cruddy happen so stop thinking about it. But lately she had a new set of intriguing files in her brain.
"Rachel"
Speak of the Nigel.
"hey Rachel …earth to Rachel" Nigel snapped his hands in front of her. Oh yeah. She blinked a few times and sighed, remembering where she was now. Surprised to find herself come home in one piece after crossing many blocks without recalling doing such a thing and without being squished by a car.
"Yes Nigel" She smiled sweetly at him.
Walking home with Nigel was a constant casual thing. Nigel preferred driving her home with his car but she insisted on at least a once a week stroll. She would wait for him but most of the time he would wait for her though, sometimes they would just walk in comfortable silence and sometimes they would talk until they reached her doorstep. Wait there's something off about him.
He scratched the back of his neck, squirming, while looking at his shoes. "So what do you say?"
An unfamiliar tense breeze layered the atmosphere. He was nervous. But why? She wanted to just say yes maybe he'd stop fidgeting if she did that but agreeing to something she wasn't aware of isn't the best idea either. Been there done that.
Thus she cocked her head to the side, flashing her most considerate smile at him. "Pardon"
He fidgeted even more. What's wrong with him?
"I've noticed that you've been off the whole day, how 'bout we just talk about it tomorrow" He scurried fast, pacing away from her.
She swiftly caught his arm, noting his tensed form. "Wait, I'm sorry… Nigel just tell me"
Nigel 's expression immediately softened. He heaved a deep breath. He instantly blushed as he caught a glimpse of her small hands.
"Rachel …look I don't know how to say this but"
He moved closer suddenly he brushed her cheek with his calloused fingers. Rachel froze in the spot, she knew a great deal about where all of this was going.
He's going to kiss me
Should she step back, run as fast as she can back to her house. should she fake a sneeze to just ruin the moment, or should she just relax and for once savor the moment of her first kiss. She decided with the latter. I know it's pathetic that this was just her first but she wanted it to be special and this is special, she's sharing her first kiss with the guy that he had a crush ages ago.
She closed her eyes, waiting for her magical kiss to arrive.
This is it
He leaned towards her, his one hand gently cupping the side of her face. Nigel whispered "I like…like you Rachel" giving her a small peck on the lips. He gazed longingly in her eyes then he ran away as fast as the miniscule contact lasted.
!
That was it!
It took a whole day to unfrazzle her nerves. Another whole day attending classes on autopilot and another day of over analyzing just what the heck happened.
She couldn't consider that as her first. Their lips barely touched. She didn't feel anything but a small touch on the lips. Was she just too tired to even enjoy her first kiss? Was she unkissable? Was that even considered her first kiss? Nigel shouldn't have left her like that, she looked like an idiot standing in the middle of the sidewalk with her eyes still closed.
"Rachel"
Nigel tapped her shoulder. Is it too much to ask for the ground to split open and to swallow her whole?
"Oh hey Nigel" She asked as carefree as possible, trying her best to stop her eye from twitching. This is going to be bad.
"I didn't give me a response from yesterday" How could I give you any response when you Christian bailed on me
"I do like you Nigel b—"
"So you do like me?" Nigel asked suddenly, his eyes wide as a great smile lit up his face.
"Well—" Rachel began before she was cut off by Nigel whose facial expression had changed dramatically in the space of a second.
"So...you d-don't like me?" He asked, his eyes giving the air of a distraught lost puppy, his lower lip quivering slightly.
"No…I do, it's just that..."
"Mckenzie!"
Rachel spun round to see who had called her, preparing to thank them for saving her from such an awkward situation, only to see that it was her knight in football armor.
He was standing awkwardly in the middle of the hall, shifting from foot to foot. Rachel's eyes narrowed as she looked at him.
"Mckenzie" he repeated, moving towards her slightly, "Warburton...err..." he continued awkwardly, "He um...wants to talk to you. In his office. Right now."
Rachel gazed at him awestruck. Was he...trying to help her? He seemed uncomfortable under her gaze, and averted his eyes towards what seemed to be a particularly interesting invisible painting on the wall.
"Right," she said eventually, breaking the stupor, "I suppose I mustn't keep him waiting..." without looking back at Nigel, Rachel walked cautiously towards Chad, his heart rate hastened as she neared him.
When they were out of sight, He quietly informed her "Mr. Warburton really doesn't want to talk to you"
"I know" Rachel motioned to a certain direction. She wouldn't want Nigel to follow both of them. They rounded the corner as they both jogged to her student council office.
Rachel looked around for anyone who might have saw them. The coast is clear. She slid down to the ground, leaning on the wooden door.
"I could kiss you right now" Oh my god not a good slip up
Chad walked swaggeringly towards her with his devilish smirk. "What's stopping you?"
She glared at him. "You know your innuendos are not attractive" she hissed, scarlet-faced, "They're insulting."
"And your blatant honesty is cute." His smirk vanished then he smiled. Chad was worried when a venomous comeback never came. He bent down towards Rachel, seeing an unreadable expression on her face.
"What's wrong?"
"Nevermind" He nudged her side.
"You know I heard everything" Rachel's eyes were as wide as saucers.
"I just don't know what to do" She held an exasperated sigh.
"First things first, do you like him or not" Rachel felt that she was on the hot seat with a thousand camera flashes blurring her sight. Chad held a serious gaze.
"I don't...know I think I—" He cut he off.
"Fine if you don't want to talk about it" Chad agreed to skip the topic, knowing that the bald Uno liked Rachel, made his guts slightly churn and left an unpleasant weight in his heart.
He scooted closer."Just tell him straight up, if you do or if you don't…Whatever happens I know he could take it" He smiled reassuringly, he placed a hand on her shoulder. "Trust me"
Silence…
She stared at his hand for a long moment. She wondered why such a simple gesture made relief wash over her. It was better than Nigel's own comfort and this seemed to unnerve her
"Sometimes I feel guilty"
"Why?"
She sighed feeling crestfallen and took a breath. She was going to have to come clean to him sometime, "Because feeling more comfortable to trust you, makes me feel like a traitor?"
Chad looked hurt. They were silent for a few moments and Rachel began pacing,
"I'm sorry Chad" she whined, "See this is why I didn't want to tell you before."
He stared up at her, "And yet you're still going to be my friend? Even though it makes you feel guilty?"
She looked away, "…Yes," she answered softly.
"Why?" he breathed.
She stood up, the cold breeze swaying her hair "Because I've learned that even the smallest change can be the simple solution to a problem. I don't want to have problems with you Chad I just want to get along, besides there's already enough tension in the World without our contribution."
He smiled, "So we're still friends then?"
She nodded and smacked her lips together, "Yep. We're still friends."
"Friends, nothing less, nothing more" She put her hands on her hips "Why do you keep asking that?"
"Just making sure that you won't fall for me in the process" Chad got a naughty gleam in his eyes.
She pursed her lips "maybe it's the other way around"
After holding both of their knowing glares intensely, they burst out laughing. Rachel clutched her tummy as Chad resurfaced for air. "that was funny" She wiped an imaginary tear from her eye. Chad straightened himself up as their chuckles simmered down.
"No honestly" He moved towards her "We need to do this properly…maybe something to seal the deal" She cocked a bemused brow.
Rachel clapped her hands together. "So what do you suggest?"
He tapped his chin pulling out a thoughtful expression
"Seal it with a kiss"
Rachel looked startled, but he continued on suavely, "Think of it as a significant experiment to make sure that we stay friends, nothing less and nothing more"
"Uh-I", she was blushing and stammering furiously, "I-uh I def-definitely do not think that-err-that is a good idea nor-erm-would it be-ahm-uh appropriate under any uh circumstances-"
"Oh come on!" he boomed jovially standing up, "What's the odd kiss between two good friends?"
Rachel stared at him nonplussed. Would she really dare? His blue eyes seemed to light up, did other girl and boy friends really exchange kisses? This is just a friendly kiss? Well what better way to share a first kiss than with a friend? This is brilliant, this way she wouldn't bother with the aftermath.
Oh she felt surprisingly subtle but still so unsure, and he was ever moving forebodingly forward,
"Do you promise it's just a one time experiment?" she whispered shakily as he slid his arms around her waist, "Just to um…seal the deal?"
"Rachel," his voice sounded all around her. His hands were in her hair, his body was pressed up impossibly close to hers, and his eyes were all she could see. She couldn't fight it if she'd tried,
"Unless you come back for more"
That over confident je— I should punch him— right n—
All thoughts melted away. His lips softly met hers and she felt her eyes flutter closed and her body become languid. The kiss was teasingly slow and gentle and she felt herself grow hungry for more. His lips seemed to be telling her the most delicious and tantalizing secrets that she devoured and filled herself up with until she was glowing like a light bulb.
The sockets connected and sparked, the chorus sang in perfect tune, the orchestra raised to a crescendo; And then it was over, just as quickly as it began. She opened her eyes and prayed that her trembling legs wouldn't let her fall.
"Well now that's settled…" He was hiding his reddened face under his bangs.
Rachel shook her head a few times. Rematerializing her calm appearance "Yep…well I still have some papers to sign" This felt like déjà vu
He continued. "Right and I have to go now, football clearing with the coach" He acted nonchalantly even though he tried to walk as straight as possible and to hide his stupid goofy grin.
As soon as the door slammed shut.
Oh my God, oh my God, OH MY GOD! I kissed Chad Dickson!
aN: Seal the deal with a…review. I don't know if that kiss was special enough just tell me if I'm swerving the wrong way. Well Comments suggestions and violent reactions are well appreciated. I kinda like Violent reactions (thanks to Fieldxhockey and Numbah 175) READ AND REVIEW
-naSH XP