Lenore walked into school only to have Deidra come running at her.
"LENORE, ART CLUB MEETING!"
"What?!"
"Remember? We have to make the sets for the Founder's Day play!"
"That's this week? Oh shit I forgot…" Lenore usually put all important things that the Art club was involved in on her calender-but seeing as this school year was anything but normal, she hadn't had the time or energy to write down every little Art club event for that year. Of course, then reality hit her like a truck, when she remembered that she would have to be in the same room as Beckett. Lenore groaned, as Deidra dragged her by the arm into the art room.
"Oh, Lenore." said someone with a thick British accent. Lenore groaned as she looked up at Beckett.
He was a guy who looked sleazy enough, he was a senior, but already over 18. He was scrawny, had messy dark hair, and an almost completely bitter look to him. But somehow, this didn't keep him from smiling at Lenore in an almost creepy way.
"Stop staring at me, Beck." Lenore replied in a bitter tone.
Beckett took two steps closer to Lenore, who backed up. He took two more steps towards her, as she kept backing away. It essentially turned into almost a game-where she was backing away from him, and he was advancing on her. Eventually she was cornered however. Beckett got within inches of her face.
"Lenore, even if you don't want to be around me, you're still a part of the art club. And I'm the president of it." He smirked.
Lenore scrunched her nose in disgust. "Listen here, you lyin' cheater" Lenore growled under her breath. "You are a horrible leader. You're chasin' me around the room like some toddler, when you're supposed to be telling us what we're doing!" she told him off.
Beckett frowned angrily, as Lenore was right. He turned around, and went toe the center of the room.
Lenore stayed in the corner, however, as she didn't want to get any closer to him. Deidra and Ainsley joined her in the corner.
Beckett explained what they'd be doing, and when they'd be meeting, when Lenore remembered that she had detention, so she raised her hand.
"Yes, Lenore?" Beckett answered her in an artificially sweet tone.
"I have detention." She said.
And it was almost like that phrase was a cue, because VP Victoria walked in.
"Miss Monday, seeing as you have your Art Club duties to attend to, you will be excused from detention. However, you'll have to make up the two days later on. Good luck with decorating for the play!" she walked out.
Lenore cursed under her breath, as she hoped detention would have gotten her out of having to be around Beckett, not to mention, this was the second time this week that her detention sentence had been extended because of events that she couldn't get out of.
Soon the meeting was over, and Lenore headed to the first class of the day. She bumped into Lee.
"Hey Lenore." He greeted her.
But she ignored him.
"Lenore?"
"What do you want?" she turned around and snapped at him. However she realized who she was talking too. "Oh fuck…sorry Lee…"
"What's wrong?" he asked, leaning against a locker.
"Nothing." She said, lying through her teeth.
"Certainly sounds like nothing." He replied sarcastically.
"What? It's not like I'm obligated to tell you or anything."
Lee backed off, cringing at this out of character display that Lenore seemed to be having. He took his seat. When the morning news started, Lee tried to focus on that instead of her.
As usual Chaz was being narcissistic and annoying, and Tina was annoyed with him. Chaz was insulting Tina.
Lenore wanted to bang her head on her desk. She slammed her face down, and everyone turned to look at her. She just kept her face down for the rest of class.
~u~
After class, she passed Lee and his friends talking in the hallway. Lenore met up with her own friends, as she groaned.
"Are you that torn up over having to be around Beckett?" Ainsley asked in her usual emotionless drone, not looking up from her texting.
Lenore just groaned again, pressing her face into the door of her locker.
Deidra felt sympathetic for Lenore, and patted her hair.
"There there, if Beckett tries to move in on you I'll claw his eyes out for trying to steal you from me! I mean-uh…Lee…from trying to steal you from-yeah…" Deidra awkwardly said.
"Thanks Deids, but I'm not even dating Lee-Beckett would probably back off if-Hey that gives me an idea!" Lenore said optimistically, until she remembered. "Nevermind I forgot that Lee is in detention. And that he probably wouldn't agree to this plan anyways." Lenore said, thoughtfully.
~u~
Lenore painted a tree for the background, backstage as Beckett ordered other members of the Art Club around, Lenore wiped her paint covered hand on the giant T-shirt she was wearing over her clothes, as she heard the auditions going on, onstage.
She heard Lee's friend Cam, announcing loudly that he was auditioning-just as he was cut off by Vice Principal Intimidation-telling him he'd gotten the part as the Tazelwurm. And cue Cam ranting about how the girls can't see him then.
Then Chaz "Annoying" Monerainian-however the hell his last name is spelled-was up. Lenore turned up the volume on her iPod so his annoying voice wouldn't distract her from painting these leaves. She'd be damned if they weren't the most realistic, detailed leaves that you could ever see on a low budget school play prop.
Of course, even with the volume on maximum, she could hear his terrible acting.
And then Brandy. Lenore rolled her eyes. Of course the bratty rich girl changes the play. I mean come on, it was clear too Lenore that only one thing mattered to Brandy Silver. And that one thing was, obviously, herself. Lenore was too busy loathing Brandy to notice that Beckett had walked right up to her.
"Lenore." He said with a smirk.
She was face to crotch with him. She scooted back.
"Listen here Bec-I know we had relations in the past but I'm over you. You can't win me back, even if you tried everything." She stood up and walked away from him.
He crossed his arms, and stared at her.
Lenore saw that Deidra was watching something on the stage, and she looked. It was Holger dancing.
"Oooh, Deidra, do you like him?" she put her hand on Deidra's shoulder, and Deidra noticed and tensed up. She turned around.
"Noooooo…." She mewed innocently.
Lenore playfully rolled her eyes and kept walking around backstage.
Then she heard a commotion. She went to go see.
Wait…was that Lee? In a terrible, completely unconvincing costume? What was he doing here? And more important, if he was going to be here, why didn't she get him to pretend to be her boyfriend while she was at it?
But Lenore looked closer and saw that Lee clearly did not want to be there. She tilted her head, and crossed her arms.
She didn't even notice that Beckett walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulder.
He spun her around.
"Oh Lenore." He smirked seductively. "We were made for each other." He said, gently pulling her face closer to his.
Lenore glared a bit.
"My foot was made for your ass." She replied, indignantly, rolling her eyes.
"But you see, ever since that day, Lenore, my sweet…I've missed you…You were meant to roll in the sheets with me." He said wrapping his arms around her waist.
Lenore would be pushing him away, but at the same time this was kinda…hot…Oh god, what was she thinking? She pulled back, and started walking away from him.
"Don't be scared of me, Eleanor." He purred.
Lenore's blood ran cold. "Don't call me that."
"Sorry, love." He said. He walked back in front of her to be facing her. He pulled her face close, and their lips were an inch apart.
Lenore wanted to push away, but at the same time, she almost couldn't resist him.
His breath smelled of liquor-she wasn't surprised, he drank when she'd gone to her first party with him. She remembered he'd said something relating to how his pop drank a lot too-His pop, who was apparently some Rockstar in England. He'd also mentioned how he was the illegitimate child of the Rockstar and his mum. (Who was also British). Strange thing for him to be proud of, but he, and his mum, were, seeing as his surname was his father's last name rather than his own.
Anyways, that irrelevant insight aside, Lenore gave in. Beckett kissed her.
And right as that happened, Lee had walked backstage and stared at them in shock.
To be continued…
