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Top Ten Reasons Why I May Have Just Made the Biggest Mistake of My Life
1. I was still in love with David.
2. What if Scott got the wrong impression, though this though was as far from my mind as possible?
3. What if Cheryl got the wrong idea?
4. What if David found out? I know, I know this should be last on my mind but what can I say, I still love the guy.
5. I would have a million people ferocious at me because many people still believed that what David had done was a mere mistake and deserved complete forgiveness.
6. This included Mom.
7. And…
8. Well, only Mom I guess.
9. Actually a huge part of me also thought that.
10. AND what if I go with Scott and fall in love with him. I mean, who wouldn't. He's perfect.
Chapter 8
So, there was no saying whether my day with Scott was going to be enjoyable or a catastrophe. I mean, who knew? The way my life had been going on for the past week, there was no telling what could happen. For all I know, I could find out that Cheryl was actually Scott's girlfriend and I wouldn't even be surprised.
I was even ready to believe that Santa Claus actually existed – and the reason I wasn't getting any gifts was because my dad had made him angry by eating all the cookies we left out for him.
See. This shows how far-fetched I have gotten. I seriously needed to get a life.
I knew there was no question of me going home after school because I knew that if I stepped into my house even for a split second, I was going to be ambushed by some more questions and criticisms about David and Scott.
So I was really glad when Scott had told me that Cheryl wanted to catch the four 'o' clock chick flick, because she had scored some hot date with a guy whom she had been crushing on for approximately five minutes before he had asked her out. And knowing Cheryl, she could not turn down a date with the 'hottie-of-the-day.'
So that was how after the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, I found myself rushing down the hallway – pushing past a bunch of kids who were milling about their lockers, delaying having to go home – and climbing into Scott's red jeep (the same one in which he had dropped me home in last Saturday).
Scott was already waiting for me and when I asked him how he had gotten here so fast he told me he had last period free. I was just beating my brain trying to come up with a topic to strike up a conversation with when I saw Cheryl strolling towards the car – as leisurely as possible – followed by her original posse.
In her posses there were six other girls: one was short and blonde, the other was also short but a red-head, and then there were twins, who were brunettes but taller then the blonde and red-head. There were also two other girls who seemed to be much closer to Cheryl – probably her best friends – who were tall, with brown eyes and black hair. One had curly hair and the other had absolutely straight hair. Everyone in the group was chatting with one another but Cheryl was in the midst of the conversation with the most animated expression on her face.
Eventually, they all approached the car and hopped into the back seat. Since it was virtually impossible to fit seven girls into the back seat together, Cheryl had climbed in beside me pushing me right against Scott.
The contact which took place between Scott's right shoulder and my left one was oddly comforting yet uncomfortable at all extremes. I did feel an electric shock run up and down between Scott and me but it scared me rather than make me feel hot and cold. I did feel a great rush of emotions towards Scott out of which a very strong one included affection. But the strongest of all was gratitude.
I was gracious to God – and to Scott himself – that he had appeared out of nowhere to help me get through this tough and difficult time I had to go through with all the David Drama. I could not imagine what I would be doing if I did not have Scott to distract me. I would probably be curled up on my bed bawling my eyes out or facing my mother's wrath at home.
Maybe that was exactly what Scott was to me. A distraction. A way of getting over David. A remedy to the broken heart. If so, I had no problem with it. It was actually a very sweet tonic, not like the bitter ones I had to swallow when I was younger.
So instead of freezing up or stiffening like I would have, – or should have – I found myself relaxing against Scott and even laying my head on his shoulder as Cheryl and her friends chatted nonstop all the way to the theatre. The twins, Taylor and Tess, were freshman from what I deduced and had befriended Cheryl her first day at school and had been friends since. The shorter blonde was Denise, and the brunette was Vicky. As I had assumed the other brown eyed girls were much closer to Cheryl. They had been friends' way before Cheryl had moved here a month back. The straight haired one was Tanya and the curly haired one was Haley.
We reached the theatre at ten past four, so we had missed the previews – but no one liked those things anyways. As we made our way into the theatre I ended up wedged between the twins. It seemed as if Scott had been dragged away by Haley. She seemed to stick with Scott like glue.
The movie was very dull – typical, boy hates girl, girl hates boy, slowly love begins and happy ending.
I didn't really enjoy the movie but I was really grateful for the distraction. As soon as the movie finished Cheryl rushed home with her friends except for Haley. Haley stayed back and asked if Scott could drop her home.
I was beginning to suspect Haley had some greater motive for sticking with Scott and Scott seemed oblivious of it.
I stared at Haley as she clung to Scott. She was very pretty. She was almost as tall as Cheryl – which was 5'7 – and had a dimpled smile. Her hair was curly but not crazy looking. It was very tame and pulled back with a clip. She was very slender and dressed in a long shirt and jeans she looked very attractive.
I was surprised to find out that I envied her. I wasn't able to put my finger on the reason why but I did know that whenever I looked at her I found myself wishing her downfall or jinxing at her under my breath.
Suddenly I realized Scott was asking me something. I turned crimson and shifted my eyes from where they were staring at a now very confused Haley.
"What?"
"I said, 'You're coming for dinner, right? – '" Scott began.
Much or my mortification I found myself agreeing before Scott finished talking. I thought, why go home now after delaying it for this long. Scott's face lit up.
"Great! So where do you girls want to go?" He asked turning to Haley and then me. That was when I realized that Haley was coming too. Suddenly I didn't want to go anymore. Facing my mother seemed much more pleasant that watching Haley make goo-goo eyes at Scott. I quickly made an excuse about homework and got a very confused Scott to drop me off.
I didn't get a good-bye kiss. Somehow that meant something to me. I suddenly knew tomorrow wasn't going to be a good day.
I sighed.
"Oh god, David." I muttered. "What have you done to me?"
A.N: Next chapter: David, Haley, Scott and Cheryl. Mortal combat. Hot. Ice. Flames. Burning FIRE!
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BUT PLEASE TELL ME HOW DAVID COULD REDEEM HIMSELF? I HAVE NO IDEA. WHAT WOULD YOU ALL DO IF YOU WERE IN SAM'S PLACE?
