Sorry for not uploading in a while! I got caught up in some real life complications, but no fear, I'm back ^^ It's short, but better than nothing right? c:
InsanelyWitchyMarauderette: Hahah, same here c: I'm kinda leaning towards Derek though... But shh! Don't tell anyone ;3
I healed pretty quickly. So quick that by the time I went home, my mom didn't even notice; she just raised her eyebrows at my scarred legs. Then I (once again,) silently thanked Derek for saving my life, almost literally.
The next day, I caught Drew glancing at me from across the room, but I ignored him. I knew I was being difficult, because it wasn't his fault, but I couldn't help feeling pissed anyways. When I saw him walking towards me, I quickly walked the other way, but he caught up to me. "Sorry," he mumbled, "I didn't know Rosalya would do this..."
"Whatever." I snapped, about to walk off.
Drew grabbed my arm, "please, listen to me."
"60 seconds."
"W-what?"
"45 seconds."
"Are... Are you okay?"
"30 seconds."
"I'm so sorry I wasn't there to protect you from them. Truly."
"15 seconds."
"I could make up for it! I'll... I'll do anything you want!"
I yanked my arm away from him, "I listened."
I started to walk off, but he grabbed my arm again, "wait! There's a student council meeting today at lunch. Please come?"
"Let me go."I yanked my arm away from him again and walked off right when the bell rang.
Should I go? If I go, then that means I've forgiven him. But if I don't, there might be consequences. I sighed, well I'll have to forgive him sometime...
My stomach grumbled as I walked into the student council room at lunch. Drew's eyes brightened when he saw me, "Charlotte! You came, thanks."
"Mhm..." I said distractedly. I could practically read his mind; he was thinking 'did she forgive me?'.
Drew dragged me to the front of the room and announced, "as you all know, the spring formal is less than a week away, so we better start wrapping up our preparations. Charlotte and I will be suppliers for the day."
"I never said that." I mouthed. He shrugged innocently and I scowled at him.
"Joke's on you." He mouthed. Guess it's deja vu all over again.
After school, I walked out with Drew and Derek walked up to us, "hey," he said to me, completely ignoring Drew, "are you okay?"
I smiled, "yup." Was it my imagination, or did Drew look jealous just now?
"Cool," said Derek, smirking at Drew, "so are we doing training today?"
"Nope." I replied.
He looked slightly confused, "why?"
"You've passed."
"Really? … Why- oh. Thanks." Wow, Derek is pretty smart to figure that out.
"So anyways," Drew said loudly, interrupting us, "if you don't mind, Charlotte and I are going to go on a date now."
Derek smirked, "have fun." Then he winked knowingly.
"What? No-" I felt my cheeks turning red.
"We will have fun." Drew called to Derek, dragging me away. This guy really pisses me off sometimes.
He led me to his BMW, and his driver chauffeured us to a bulk party suppliers shop. "We're here," the driver announced, yawning.
Drew winked, "cmon and watch the shopping expert," and dragged me inside. And that was no joke.
I spent the afternoon following Drew around the huge building. He expertly sauntered around the building, pointing at various objects rapidly while the workers rushed to get it for him. He had ended up buying tables, chairs, DJ equipment, and even a disco ball. Then he ordered refreshments and food that were to be brought fresh to the school an hour before the dance started. I was pretty amazed at his thoughtfulness. "Now, off to our next destination." Drew announced.
"Huh? Aren't we done shopping for supplies?" I questioned.
"Yeah, we're done shopping for the supplies, but we still need to shop for your dress." He winked.
"Oh... Um, thanks, but can't I just wear the dress you gave me before?"
He sighed, "you're so simpleminded. This dance is going to be a spring formal, not a little party."
"S-so, you're saying the dress you gave me before was a 'little party dress'?"
"Bang on."
So Drew and I got chauffeured to (guess what?) Baybrook Mall. "Not here again..." I mumbled.
"What?" Drew asked.
"Oh nothing." I said quickly, not wanting to tell him about Derek's trip here with me. Drew seemed way too jealous these days.
He shrugged, "alright," and he led me into a high class shop filled with brand name formal wear.
"These clothes are so not my style." I commented.
"No duh. But who wears sweatpants to a dance?" Drew snorted.
"Who said I did?" I shot back.
"I never said you did." I glared at him, but he shrugged it off and said, "okay, go try this on." He gestured to a black strapless dress with a tutu-like skirt.
"W-what? That's so short!" I swear it wasn't long enough to cover my 'sensitive parts'.
"You never know until you try it," Drew said, "cmon, don't be boring."
"You're not very fun either, in case you haven't noticed."
"I never said I was fun."
"So you finally admitted it."
"... Just try on the dress."
I tried it on, and boy did it take courage to step out of that change room. My cheeks turned tomato-red as I walked in front of Drew, who said dreamily, "I love you."
Yuup, it's a cliffhanger c: But dw, I'll update again sometime this week ^^
xo, P3