A/N~ Okay, so I realized that for some odd reason, if I put one thing in italics, it makes everything after that in italics….its really weird, and also very nerve racking! So I apologize for that! If something is in italics, its not because it's a dream or something, it just means that my computers messed up! So I'm sorry about that….Any who, on to the next chapter!
Chap
When Paul left, I couldn't help but try to ignore the soft tugging that was pulling at my heart. What was wrong with me lately? If Paul even tried to come into my house last week, I probably would have burst out into tears.
Was it because of the little cafeteria scene yesterday? Speaking of which, how the hell am I supposed to face the whole entire school after that?
I think I'm becoming soft. That has to be it. I mean, I was just getting too caught up with the fact that Paul hasn't bothered me recently, that's all.
"Gabby! Kim's here to see you!" Mike called from downstairs. I ran down, trying not to trip down the steps, and almost succeeding.
"Hey Gabs." Kim said shyly as I walked into the living room.
"Kim? what's wrong?" I asked, noticing the redness in her eyes. I walked up to her, wrapping my arms around her and she hugged me tightly.
"I'm sorry Gabs. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to just abandon you like that." Kim whispered into my hair. I pulled back and smiled at her.
"Honestly Kim? I don't really mind anymore. I mean, ever since you and Jared have started going out he's been picking on me less." I told her with a smile and a shrug as we walked into my kitchen. I hoped up on the counter and she took a seat on the table.
"Well, I hope you didn't make plans because tomorrow me and you are going to go see a movie!" Kim gushed as I handed her a coke.
I just laughed. "Okay, but no chick flicks, the last one we saw was terrible. What time are you going to pick me up?" I asked, taking a giant gulp of soda. I usually didn't like soda that much, but I was in a bubbly mood.
"Well, lets go early. Like one?" Kim asked, I nodded. "Okay, well, I have to get home, my moms gonna flip if I'm late. I'll see you tomorrow!" Kim called as she let herself out. I smiled to myself, overly happy about our little hug session.
I woke up the next morning to the sound of my brother banging on my door at eight o'clock in the morning. It was a Saturday, yet I still couldn't sleep late.
"What do you want Mike?" I asked irritated as I opened the door.
"This came for you." He said, handing me a package before sleepily retreating back downstairs to the couch. I walked in my room, closing the door behind me and put the box down on my bed. I starred at it for a moment before opening it.
Inside was a black sweater dress. I smiled at it and the little note card that said 'From Paris With Love' on it.
It was from my old best friend that used to live here and moved to Paris with her parents when she was ten. We still kept in touch, yet we practically never saw each other.
I jumped up excitedly, turning on my Ipod and blasting the song 'Helena' by My Chemical Romance, as I started my shower and laid out the new dress so I could wear it today when I went to the movies with Kim.
I got out of the shower, blow dried my hair, brushed my teeth, put on a little bit of black eye makeup, and got dressed. All in under seventeen songs. That's a record. It was only ten by the time I decided to go down stairs and grab some breakfast.
"Where are you going today?" My brother asked as I walked into the kitchen.
"To the movies." I said, opening up a pack of strawberry pop tarts and stuffing my face.
"I hope not with that Paul kid, there was something off about that guy." Mike commented, giving me a weird look. I rolled my eyes.
"Ew no. I'm going with Kim." I told him, watching as the relief visibly washed over his face.
I went back up to my room after I ate, making sure to lock my door and close the curtains before I blasted my music again and started to dance.
"Gabby! Door!" Mike called, making me run down the steps, and fling the door open. In the door way stood Kim, an old looking car behind her, with Jared in the drivers seat. I felt my face flush.
"Kim! What the hell is Jared doing here! I thought you said we were going to the movies!" I complained. Kim just rolled her eyes and grabbed my arm, dragging the mortified me into the backseat of the car. I sat silently, and awkwardly, noticing how his car smelled remarkably like the woods.
"Hey Gabby." Jared greeted casually as he started up the car. What the hell was going on with these people! It was really starting to erk my nerves lately! "Oh, we have to pick up Paul before we head to the movies. Jared promised him he could go." Kim chirped from her seat beside Jared. I felt like I was going to be sick.
"Kim, I don't think I should go. I don't feel so good." I told her, just the thought of having to sit in the same car as Paul for any amount of time made my gag reflexes kick in. Imagine all of the horrible things he could do to me!
"You'll be fine." Kim said numbly as we pulled up in front of Paul's house. He came out wearing a pair of black jeans and a black shirt. He looked oddly fancy. I looked at Jared to see that he was wearing black jeans also, but with a white shirt, and Kim was wearing a white sundress.
As Paul got closer to the car, I slowly started to put the pieces together until I felt like I would pass out. This was a freaking set up! Kim was setting me up with Paul! WITH. PAUL!
"Hey." Paul said with a smile as he slide into the car next to me. I openly glared at him. I felt like I should be clawing his eyes out. Did he know this was supposed to be a date? Well, obviously, look at the way he's dressed!
"Be nice." Kim whispered to me.
"You freaking set me up." I whispered back in a somewhat growl between clenched teeth as I leaned close to her ear. Kim looked like she was trying to stifle a laugh as she nodded her head in agreement, confirming what I said to be true.
"Oh lighten up. It was Paul's idea." Kim said as if it would make me feel better. So now she was siding with him?
"That's so much worse!" I said back to her before turning to stare out my window at the trees. There was no use in being angry the whole night. What's done is done. Besides, I can just think of this as helping out Kim and Jared. Not that I approved of the couple…but I did want Kim to be happy. So I guess I would be pretending to have fun tonight.
I looked over at Paul who immediately smirked at me and continued to stare at me. Against my better judgment, I smiled back.
Kim owes me.
