"You. Did. WHAT?!"
As if on cue all the curious stares darted my way and I ducked my head, hiding my face in a curtain of my hair. "Shut up!" I hissed furiously trying to quieten my friend's megaphone of a mouth.
"No! Don't tell me to shut up!" She hissed attracting more attention from people casually walking by. "I can't believe you!" Musa thundered again and i groaned in annoyance, leaning over to snatch the apple off my lunch tray.
"Please quieten down Musa," I pleaded in a grouse, sinking my teeth into my juicy apple trying to ignore all the eyes zeroing in on me. Musa's eyes narrowed at anyone looking over at us and glared, making them all snap their heads back to minding their own businesses.
"And with Brandon West of all guys?!" Her voice was a lot quieter now but still brimmed with venom. "Are you out of your mind?!"
Am I out of my mind?
Well, by fake dating the school bad boy, helping him cheat his way into the football team and fooling our parents, I wasn't exactly qualified to be at the same level as a completely sane person.
"Are you?!" She growled smacking her hand flat on my leg, making me bound up in surprise, almost dropping my apple.
"I don't know okay!" I finally exploded, but still yelling in a hushed whisper. "It just sort of…happened?"
"Happened?! Stella don't make me smack you again!" She threatened raising her brick of a hand in the air. I squeaked and slid away from her to the seat beside me. "Do you understand what kind of guy Brandon is?!"
"Yeah! That's exactly why I was forced to agree!"
"And not just him, but his douchebag friends too!" She hissed more to herself than me. My eyes wandered to hers as she glared at her hands and a sly smile married my face.
"This isn't about Riven is it?" I teased earning myself a scorching burn to the face with her eyes.
"No! That bastard doesn't even deserve a second of thought from me!" She huffed crossing her arms around her chest as she scowled to the distance, burning more holes in anyone who walked past her line of sight.
Snapping her head back at me, she once again whacked my poor thigh, "This isn't about that asshole! This is about you agree to fake Brandon!" She hissed quietly, trying to get the attention back to the topic at hand.
"Sure sure," i murmured smugly, grazing my teeth against the now cored apple of mine. "I mean come on, you and Riven make the cutest,"
"oh yeah sure, he'd look real cute after I castrate him!" She barked sarcastically rolling her eyes. I knew the subject on her childhood bully was Musa's hit home.
"Musa!" I gasped feigning surprise, "How are you suppose to make my sexy godchildren then?!" And I swear in that moment, I was going to lose a limb or two. Musa's eyes burned in rage and I cowered back a few more seats just to keep away from her burning me on a stake today.
Luckily Aisha managed to get perfect timing and collapsed into the large gap in between us. "Hey Aish!" I greeted nervously shooting my eyes to a glaring Musa.
"Hey guys," She mused taking a colossal bite out of that ham sandwich. "What's hanging?"
"Oh nothing really," Musa batted her eyelashes simply "It's just that Stella's dating Brandon West now, " and Aisha choked on her sandwich gob smack.
"You did what?!" and for the second time today i was hiding my face in my hands as people's glutinous stares were aimed my way once again.
"Keep it down!" I hissed at them both, "It's a forgery relationship!"
"With Brandon Fucking West, are you serious?!" Aisha whispered furiously mimicking Musa a few minutes ago.
Actually his middle name is Luke. Not fucking. Although that would do well since he is a player.
"Look, deal is, he thinks I'm pretending to be his girlfriend," I explained into more depth.
"but you are," Musa cut in, and I hissed at her to shut up.
"But truth is, I want to change him for the better," I added, "He won't know it, but sooner or later he'll make a habit of doing good things without taking much thought,"
"Your a hopeless one you know?" Aisha sighed rolling her eyes, "Think about it. This is Cross high's biggest most baddest player, do you really think you can change him?"
I shrugged dumbly, not really putting much thought into it. I was an impulsive idiot, I go with my instincts. "Yeah," I mumbled, "I mean, Jim Rohn once said 'you cannot change your destination overnight, but you can change you direction over night,' and I'm going to help Brandon change directions!" I quoted feeling rather confident about myself now.
Both Musa and Aisha scoffed, "Yeah, send us a postcard from Fail-Ville when you get there,"
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Humming to myself I ambled causally down the almost bare hallway. Most people were still mobbing the cafeteria trying to get a break from learning and that sadly included my two best friends, so here I was solemnly walking down the school hallways a book tucked in my arm headed beeline to the library.
I had a few good books to return to the library because quite frankly, I was running out of fairytales to bury myself in. I've read almost all the best books to grace our local and school library so now I just had to return them all and find some other series to occupy me.
Sauntering in through the doors of the half empty library, the familiar warmth enveloped me as an unintended smile married my face.
I'm such a nerd.
Giggling to myself at the assumption I gingerly placed my books into the returns basket and strolled along the shelves trying to locate some other good book. Our school library to be honest was pretty…out of date? They had the most ancient books around and I bet some were even written on papyrus!
Walking around I busied myself my checking out all the section. There was nothing to read nowadays. Really.
Sighing I decided to go find a book I've read before, just to re-read out of boredom anyways. Hobbling lazily around the shelf lining I got up to the teen fiction section. Even from a great distance off I spotted the book I loved the most. It's seas blue colour glistening from in-between two other dull book.
The Fault In Our Stars.
Grinning to myself I skipped forward towards to it, my eyes zeroed on it. As I wrapped my fingers around the binding I realised it wasn't coming loose to my grasp.
Huh?
My vision carefully focused on another pair of godly hands clutching my book! Abruptly my gaze elevated up, coming in direct contact with a pair of familiar grassy green eyes.
"Stella?" he questioned kind of shell-shocked as he blushed at what I've caught him doing.
Liam god-damn Sanders.
"Your- I- The Fault- You- Whaaaaaat?" I blabbered out like a complete fool staring agape at him.
"Guilty as charged," He smiled sheepishly, releasing the book from his hold as it went limp in my own. "I-It's my favourite book,"
I blinked in surprise, my eyes doubling as I registered his sentence, "Mine too!" I gasped out.
Holy whiz-balls! Liam and I liked the same book!
"Really?" He questioned his excitement peculiarly mirroring my own. "I mean- Looking For Alaska and Paper Towns is amazing but The Fault In Our Stars out-rules all in my opinion. I'd suggest this book for anyone to read."
Hot damn this boy is sophisticated…and so smoking hot!
I love me a yummy astute boy…
Grinning like an absolute idiot I hadn't quite registered his final sentence until it hit me like a ton of brick. Its a good book to suggest. This is the perfect book for Brandon to start reading! We're going to have to get a copy of this from the local library when we go today!
"Yeah I agree," I nodded completely oblivious to his sentences, just his god carved face. "D-Do you want the book?" I questioned hovering it in front of me.
"No thanks, you can have it,"
"No No, i insist please have it," I told him, taking his large warm palm and placing the book in. Smiling warmly he tucked the book under his arm.
"So um hey, todays Thursday and you know what that means?" He chuckled snapping me out of my mid-trance. Tuition.
"Aw crap tuition!" I mewled in hatred much to Liam's amusement.
"I'm offended, you don't like me?" He jested, hand over his chest in a playful way.
I shook my head rapidly, "No, No! I just hate Maths, I'm terrible at it,"
"No not really, you have potential, you just need a guide," He smiled as his hand came and patted my shoulder. EHHHHHHHH! He touched me!
"You'll get better, I promise," He whispered a determined grin marrying his face. God damn, he looks so hot when he's firm about something.
"O-Okay,"
"See ya after school then Stell?" And gave me a nickname!
"S-Sure," I bobbled my head stupidly as he left with one last smile before I burst into a full grown grin! I can't wait till I see him after school now!
That is until another horrid realisation hit me. I was taking Brandon to the library. Might have to cancel on it and go tomorrow. That's the reasonable thing to do. Having my goal set, I decided on telling Brandon to alter our plan a bit the next time I see him.
Fishing out my phone I checked the time. 15 minutes till Lunch ends. Eh, might as well just chill till the bell. no harm done anyways, i'm not a complete nerd to be early and punctual to every single class.
Grinning I foraged myself my second favourite book, Divergent, obviously, before practically skipping to my little hideout spot.
My heart felt all warm and fuzzy leaving me kind of clueless to my feelings for Liam. I could already tell they weren't strictly professional but… Did I like him?
I pondered for a small fraction of a second.
"Nahh," I dismissed it quickly. I couldn't possibly for Liam Sanders. Sure he was a walking greek statue but Liam Sanders was top of the Man Hunt list for several girls and I was way out of his league.
Still that didn't stop me from merrily pranced my way to my spot wearing a rainbow over my head. Things couldn't really get any better, Liam thinks I don't suck at Maths, he finally notices me and remembers my name! Nothing is going to beat this Rainbow Land…
But instead I was faced with a usual sight that really damped my mood…
Part of me felt absolutely unsurprised at the fact that Brandon had seized my secure little spot selfishly for himself to make out with clingy desperate girls yet again. And the other part to my horror was annoyed at this?!
Annoyed?!
This was none of my concern.
But technically I was suppose to help Brandon and that meant we were technically a couple, fake or no and he really wasn't putting up a show when he makes out constantly with sluts.
Musa was right. This is so hopeless.
All I wanted to do was help Brandon and possibly save my ass from my mom's disappointment, but if he wasn't willing to play along neatly then I'm what am I suppose to do? Force him.
Ha, joke and a half.
The two had messily planted themselves against one of the shelves and judging by the unkempt hair and clothes, they've been at this for a while now. By now her neck must look like a squashed plum, and his lips might possibly look as if swarm of hornets had stung them. Rolling my eyes I coughed loudly, not a single attention was given to me, "Sorry to interrupt, but I see your busy, so I'll just go…" I huffed sarcasm draped in my voice.
I was beginning to think he didn't hear me until his secured eyelids fluttered open and zeroed in on me. A sly smirk wiped itself across his face it was clearly visible seeing as the girl started unbuttoning his flannel.
This son of a biscuit!
Scoffing uncaringly I turned around about to leave when once again a whine stopped me, "But baby…" What sounded like the key chain of a woman whinged.
"Sorry girl, your going to have to leave," Brandon's cool and collect voice broke through.
"Uh… I have a name, it's Kristen," She giggled nervously, desperately moving closer to him.
"I really don't care," He rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index simply and the girl looked torn. "Go," He snapped simply and she was out in a flash. Snorting to myself I continued back to venture out of this library.
"You," Brandon called out to me, "you come here," He snapped his fingers briskly, point from me to the chair opposite in the table, closets to me.
"I'm sorry what?" I questioned playing innocent. "I didn't think i was needed,"
"Sit," He clicked his finger once again in his demandy attitude, only I didn't move, just stared at him flatly, "The hells wrong with you?"
"I'm out of this deal,"
His eyes widened in surprise instantly replaced with an agitated look, "Are you stupid? Shut up and sit,"
"Well I'm sorry, but I may not know much about dating but if you wanna make it look at least legit, then making out with anything that has a pulse isn't the way to go!" I told him, as calmly as possible. To greater my irritation he smirked broadly.
Oh his face is itching to feel my flat palm.
"Are you jealous Sunshine?" He had the nerves to say. Jealous? I'm jealous of the so many other innocent girls who aren't in my position right now!
"Oh get your head out of your ass Brandon," I found myself unintentionally spilling out and that hit home straight in the butt.
"Don't. You. Dare. Talk to me LIKE THAT!" He barked like a self centred brat he always was, "No one fucking talks to me like that!" It really annoyed me that he thought so tightly of himself when he was nothing more than a school boy.
Self centred has never come in such a form as Brandon West before.
"Then let me be the first!"
"You have a death wish, Sunshine," He replied lowly. His voice was husky and quiet as if he actually was going to lash out at me and drink my blood. Geez.
"Fine then can I leave?" i questioned. I really do have a death wish. Talking to the school's biggest bad boy like this. I was insane.
"Go! Fucking leave! I don't need your fucking help! I'm such an idiot for asking help from a spoilt brat like you," Excuse me?!
"Not like I was grovelling at your feet begging you to let me help!" I retorted, feeling agitated at this point. For a moment there I thought I'd actually be able to help him.
I'm such a fool.
Before I got a chance to storm away, he did just that. Stalking out f the corner he harshly bumped my shoulder before raging off to vent his anger out. and me being the idiot I am just had to add a final comment.
"Good luck at military boarding school!"
Guess I should start writing those postcards for Musa and Aisha sometime soon.
Authors Babble:
Hey y'all, exams week is OVER. *happy dance on the spot* But now I feel like complete rubbish.
Cuz for the three months i've studied my ass off, finished the test and now i'm like a deflated balloon. I see now point in life.
I'm just kidding. It's gonna talk a while to get back to my lazy ass self, but I'll manage.
Cheers,
-CB