I never did get back to Jonas and Liz. I felt sort of bad. But from what I saw in the halls, they were getting along great together. Pathetically, I avoided Zach. I wouldn't look at him or anything.
Surprisingly Bex started sitting at our table, much to Grant's embarrassment. I guess he asked her if she wanted to come sit with us. Whoa, my brother's getting courage with girls!
In art I put together my hat and I actually won one of the hats! Even if it was plain! I liked it that way and I guess others did too. Another girl won too, her hat being a plaid with our school logo on the side. I guess a lot of people liked that idea because a lot of other hats did it the same way. They decided to make my hat in other colors to. So we had a black and white one.
School was boring as always. I think I might have fallen asleep sometimes. Whoops! I was turning into Kyle. Ha ha ha. So homecoming was in two weeks. I told Kyle I would go with him. I guess Kyle and I were a 'thing'. I don't know if we were going out, but we were best buds.
We got my dress a few days before homecoming. It was really pretty. It was this light green and it was spaghetti straps. It was long (it stopped at the floor) and not too flowy. It had all these little jewels at the top and at the bottom of the dress. Mace screamed when I wore it. I think she liked it.
Grant got his tux and he looked REALLY funny. He was all stiff. I laughed really hard. It was a black tux with a blue sash. Mace ordered it. She said Bex's dress was going to be blue. How'd she find that out?
Grant asked Bex to the dance the cutest way. See, Bex is in soccer. So after practice, he kicked her a ball that he wrote 'Will you go to homecoming with me?' on it. It was adorable. It was funny how Bex dropped the ball and pretty much tackled him. Wasn't Grant supposed to be able to hold her up?
Mace was probably asked by 5 million boys if she wanted to go to prom with them. Finally she accepted this one guy from our school. His name was Toby or something. I wasn't keeping track. He started to brag to the whole school that he got Mace to go to prom with him. She cancelled it at lunch as soon as she heard about it. Then another boy named Sam asked her and she said yes. He didn't shoot off his mouth.
So now it was homecoming day and everyone was all excited. They said that the football team was going to dominate the Dover Mad dogs because of their star player. Can you guess who that is? Yeah, I think we all know. If you guessed Zach you're right. He was a wide receiver who didn't drop anything that came his way. I guess that's amazing. Our QB (quarterback) Jack Nichols was great at his timing and everything so him and Zach paired up was pretty much unstoppable. But he was a senior so no one knew what they were going to do next year. I guess the JV QB is also amazing, and the only reason he's playing JV is because he can have full play time. He made a spot on the varsity team though.
I walked through the doors of the school and grabbed a school newspaper. Whoever messed up the first one was sure to mess this one up. I guess he/she did it every 2 weeks. This week's was supposed to be especially funny. I looked at it and already cracked up.
The Green Onion. [There was a picture of a green onion right next to it. So it was a spoof of a spoof huh? I looked at the main page.]
Tina runs for Zach. [What the hell?]
Tina Walters, a slut, had been dumped by junior Zachary Goode because he found someone way better, Ms. Cammie Morgan, the junior and up hottie.
[What the hell? I'm the 'junior and up' hottie and I didn't even know?]
The only reason she isn't the best is because we all know Macey Morgan would never let that happen.
[I laughed. Yep, there was no way that was ever happening.]
Well Zach was going to make his move on Cammie, when Tina interrupted them, the man whore. She just can't be left alone. She needs to be number one.
[That's for sure.] I looked up. I was at my locker. When did I? Oh whatever. I stuffed the paper in my locker and grabbed my books. I went off to class.
I sat down in my regular spot and Bex came running in.
"Cammie!-"
"Let me see it," I said. She handed me a newspaper. "A spoof of a spoof! Clever!" I said chuckling. I'm really going to have to find out who does this. I was about to start reading when Tina came in.
"Morgan, I swear. This has gone too far." I looked up and she looked like she was about to cry.
"Tina. I. Did. Not. Do. This," I stopped after every word so she could get it through her thick brain. I saw the principal walk down the halls grabbing every newspaper. Yeah, I agree. This isn't what you want a school newspaper to have on it.
"Then who did. Who is out to get me besides you. I mean, I do nothing and you get mad. I mean Zach hates me for kissing him. We were going out." oh really? I was pretty sure I heard he broke up with you during lunch.
"Whatever. Just get this. I didn't do anything." she was about to speak up but I saw movement on my left. Bex was probably threatening her. She left.
I saw people come laughing in. It was Zach and his friends. He wasn't as much laughing. He looked sort of serious. I looked down before we made eye contact. I was about to read more when the principal came in and snatched it.
"I haven't even read the first sentence!" I said. I had but he didn't need to know that.
"Did you write this, Mrs. Morgan?" he asked.
"Nope. If I'm reading it then I don't believe I have," I shot back. He really just ruined my good mood. He stared down at me. I kept my face straight. I wasn't going to be punished for whoever did this.
"If this happens again, Mrs. Morgan, I'm blaming you." I recoiled. That meant I was going to have to find out who did this in 2 weeks! He left and I stood up.
"Who did this?" I asked. I was really pissed off. No one said anything. I picked up my stuff and left the room. I heard Mr. Robinson call my name but whatever.
I didn't care.
I grabbed some paper and walked outside to the dome. I was surprised to see someone running along the track. I grinned and went back inside the school to go buy a gatorade.
I grabbed it out of the bottom and walked back outside. They really should get cameras or camcorders.
I walked out to the dome and stuck the gatorade in my backpack's side pocket. I started climbing the back fence. It was about 2 stories so 20 feet? Dangerous yeah I know. I got to the top and jumped over, holding myself up so I wouldn't go crashing into the bleachers. I made a thump and winced. I looked over at the track and Kyle was still running. I grinned.
I walked down the stairs, trying to avoid the squeaks. I sat down. He hadn't noticed me. I let him run for about 10 more minutes. Finally he was starting to slow down and panting like a dog. I giggled before putting on a straight face.
"You're going to wreck your body running like that," I said. He stopped at looked up. It's funny how irony can just reach up and slap you in the face.
"Morgan?" he asked in disbelief. "I must be seeing things." I walked down.
"What's wrong, Heag?" Wow. I think that was the first time I've ever called him by his last name. He chuckled.
"Do (pant, pant) you ever feel (pant, pant) like-"
"Okay I get it!" I said. He was trying to mock me.
"So you're skipping class," he said. I nodded my head. I mean that's what it looked like to me. "Why?'
"The principal accused me of writing the newspaper and I have 2 weeks to figure out who did it," I said casually.
"That… Sucks," he said.
"No kidding."
"Man, next thing I know you'll have a gatorade for me." I unzipped my backpack and tossed him the gatorade.
"Déjà vu!" he said. I laughed.
"Need me to open it?" I asked teasingly.
"Yeah no. I do have some dignity," he said laughing. He took a drink out of the gatorade. I noticed how sweaty his hands were. I looked at what he was wearing and did a double take.
He was running in a sweatshirt?!
"How long have you been running?" I asked him.
"10 minutes," he replied smoothly.
"Liar, I've been here for at least 20."
"Then I don't know."
"Take off your sweatshirt, you're going to die!" He stared at me. "Not in that meaning you perv!" I yelled at him. He just laughed. I don't think he's ever been that way to me.
"I didn't even say anything!" he said laughing. He pulled his sweatshirt up, his shirt caught, his shirt went up.
Damn, boy has some nice abs.
Why hadn't I noticed this tubing?! I mean, ack! What am I thinking?!
"Sorry," he mumbled as he pulled his shirt back down from over his head. I laughed.
"Are you trying to lead me on?" I asked him.
"What are you thinking, Morgan!" he exclaimed. That just made me laugh even more.
"I think you were trying to lead me on," I said smiling.
"Uh, I think we're a little too young," he said smiling. His smile was starting to do things to me. He leaned back onto his arms.
"You don't think," I stated sarcastically.
He chuckled. "You excited for the game tonight? I hear we're going to kick the crap out of the bulldogs."
"It's mad do-"
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Please Lord; DON'T let this be like that Cinderella Story book thing. Please don't let me lose control and me having to leave the game.
"I guess so. I more excited for the dance." He grinned. I heard a bell. It was extra loud so that everyone knew what time it was. It was lunch time.
"Already?!" I exclaimed. He laughed.
"You hungry?" he asked.
"Not particularly," I replied. I didn't really want to go into the school. It just reminded me of Tina and that whole dilemma.
"See, you don't eat. That's why you're so skinny," he said looking me up and down. Okay, I know I was a little more on the skinny side, but when you have Mace for a sister… I don't think that can be helped.
"When you have Mace for-"
"a sister it can't be helped. Yada, yada, yada," he said quoting what I was going to said. Had I said this before? I chuckled. He looked up at me.
"So we aren't going in," he stated. I nodded yes. He laughed.
"One of these days. One of these days that nurse is going to call the cops on us," he said chuckling. He did have a point…
Reluctantly I got up. I think Mr. Solomon would have my head if I didn't show up. He raised his eyebrows questioning me.
"My freak teacher-" I started.
"is going to kill you. I get it. Go on. I'll see you after school." I looked back and he smiled. I smiled back and waved.
I hopped the fence and ran into the school. People were starting to flood the halls. I grabbed my history stuff and went to Mr. Solomon's room.
Again there was a note.
'Meet outside by the flagpole.
Now'
Demanding much. I turned around and started out the halls to the back door. Just as I thought it was propped out. I walked out and Mr. Solomon was waiting there.
"You're early Mrs. Morgan. Good." Wow, did he just complement me? I sat down on the side of the curb, waiting for the other students.
I looked out onto the street. Cars were zipping by at unbelievable speeds.
"Welcome, Mr. Goode," I heard Solomon say. Damnit. Why does this happen to me?! I heard footsteps come next to me. Whoever it was sat. I didn't shift my head one bit. I knew Mr. Solomon wouldn't come over. It had to be him.
"I know who's doing the newspaper junk," he whispered.
Fuck not looking! My head whipped over at him.
"Who?!" I demanded. Who was this idiot who was trying to be funny and get back at Tina but getting me in trouble.
"It's a boy named Liam Kelly. He's one of the funniest guys in the school. If you pay him I think he'll stop." With that he got up and left me. Liam Kelly huh?
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Well our class period was spent outside looking at the school's features - such as the bricks, letterings, the year, all that stuff. I had no idea what this had to do with anything but we were doing it anyways. The bell rang and we walked in and went to class. The day finished up quickly and I walked to my locker. Dhine was putting his books away.
"Hey, Dhine, do you know what grade Liam Kelly is in?" I asked. I saw him tense.
"Down the hall to the left. Locker 264." He shut his door and went the exact opposite direction, even though the main doors were the other way. I wonder why he didn't want to see Liam. I walked over to the locker. I saw a boy there. He was about mid height. He had this light brown hair. It was a little wavy a the tips. He turned around and I did a double take. His skin was so clean and he looked so clean he looked a little like a girl.
You could tell from his body he was a boy but his face… man, that was amazing!
"Are you Liam Kelly?" I asked. He pointed at himself. I nodded.
"You know my name?" he asked in disbelief. Okay sure he was in Mace's grade, a freshman, but I knew a ton of people here.
"Yep. Did you write the newspaper?" I asked with a smirk. He triumphatly grinned.
"Yes I did. Did you like it?" he asked excitedly. Poor thing. Too bad I was going to have to tell him to stop.
"Yeah, I did, but I got yelled at by the principal. So I need you to stop for a few weeks okay?" I asked. At least it wasn't forever. His face was excited but then it fell. "Sorry. I think it was really funny though. It's just that I'm going to get expelled if it happens again-"
"Then why'd you say I could start up again in a few weeks?" he asked.
"Because I'm sure the principal will forget after a month or two," I replied just as smoothly. I'll let this kid do his thing in a few months.
"I'll have something really good for you then," he said with a smile. I smiled back. This kid was nice on the inside… or was that to people he liked?
He waved bye to me as I left and I waved back. I should have watched where I was going. I walked right into a certain someone.
That certain someone being Zach.
He grabbed my hand and led me somewhere.
"Zach, let go!" I said. His grip was really starting to hurt. He kept his death grip on my hand.
"Zach, I swear I will scream," I said. I knew he knew it was a bluff. I never scream. Before I could say anything else I was thrown into a closet. It was dark.
"Zach, what the hell-" He smashed his lips onto me, much to my struggle. Finally I was able to push away (well it was more like I dropped down to the ground so he couldn't kiss me). I crawled to the door. I was about to turn the handle when he grabbed me around my waist and pulled me back. I moved my head up so he wouldn't be able to kiss me.
My eyes widened. I felt something moist on my neck.
"God, you have no idea how much I miss you," he murmured into my neck.
I slapped him.
"Zach, we are over. Done. Let me out."
"Nope."
Just as he was about to kiss me again the door opened. It was Kyle. He had murder in his eyes. I think he saw my eyes all watery because he grabbed Zach by the back of the shirt and pulled him off of me.
"Leave. Her. Alone," Kyle said. Barely containing his anger. I knew Kyle wasn't much of the hitting type, so seeing him like this scared me.
"Make me," Zach said, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
Kyle raised his fist, snatching Zach by the front.
"KYLE DON'T!" I screamed. They both looked at me.
"Don't," I whispered before breaking out into tears.
I could count how many times I've cried on one hand.
That was all when my dad left.
So crying about something not concerning my family… was concerning.
I felt Kyle put his arms around me.
"I'm sorry," he whispered into my ear. I buried my head in the crook of his neck and bawled. It was embarrassing. But I didn't want them fighting. I heard footsteps go away. I knew Zach left.
Why had he done that? He doesn't do that.
Zachary Goode was still a mystery to me.
Kyle pulled away.
"Are you okay?" he asked. His voice was so soft, so caring. I nodded and hugged him. I didn't care if we were sitting and we were really awkwardly hugging. It just felt good. He gave me a squeeze back.
"Grant's going to kill me if we don't start heading back," Kyle said. I smiled. He was trying to lighten the mood.
"Plus Macey said something to me about sizing?" he asked. My face fell.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes searching my face.
"Mace said something about sizing?" I asked him. He nodded his head. She must've bought him a tux or something.
"You're in for it now," I said sighing. He laughed.
"It can't be that bad," he said.
"OH it can!" I fired back. It could be real bad.
We got up off the ground and started walking out. We got out of the building and started walking home. After about halfway he grabbed my hand. I smiled back at him.
We got to my house and we walked in. Mace was right there on the step waiting for us.
"Took you long enough! What were you making out in a closet?!" she demanded. I stiffened. Kyle squeezed my hand before letting it drop. We took off our shoes and walked into the dining room.
"Way to come, dude," Grant said smirking on the couch. Mace gave Kyle a black tux with a light green sash. Wow, she had everything planned out.
"Now go change in the bathroom!" Mace ordered. He went off to the bathroom to change. "I think I got the right size," Mace said. Whoa, Mace might have a slip up? Never happen.
Kyle came back in and the tux looked pretty good on him. The sleeves were just a little long.
"That's a pretty good guess," Mace said complementing herself. I rolled my eyes.
"Uh, how do I look?" Kyle asked.
"Spin," Mace ordered. He did as told.
"Looks good," Mace said. If Mace says it, then it is.
"That wasn't that bad," Kyle muttered. Grant laughed. Mace had a 'excuse me' face on. I laughed like Grant.
He went and changed and came back.
"We have a few hours before the game, want to watch a movie?" Grant asked. There were a chorus of 'yeahs' or as much as a chorus 3 people can make.
He threw in G-Force (I thought it was cute and funny) and we watched the movie.
I fell asleep with a smile during the middle of it.
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Yeah, Kyle likes her (which is made obvious in this chapter) and Grant likes him. He said something at lunch or something like that to make him like her.
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