"We should probably hurry up," Trish said one Monday morning a week agk after she shut her locker and turned her attention to Lita. The two had been putting their books away that they didn't need until later that afternoon. "We only have another minute or two before the bell rings."
"That should explain why there aren't that many people around," Lita said when she was done with her locker as well. She turned around and smiled at Trish. "Let's go."
The two began to walk to their different classrooms which were right next to one another when Lita abruptly stopped in the middle of her sentence and stopped walking when she noticed someone looking right at her. Trish realized Lita wasn't walking next to her anymore and turned around to see that the redhead looked like she had just seen a ghost.
"What's wrong Li?" Trish didn't get an answer so she followed Lita's gaze to a nearby Carlito who neither of them had seen since the incident at the party a few days ago. He didn't show up to school Monday or Tuesday with Lita then hoping that meant he wasn't coming back to school, but here he was right after Thanksgiving break.
"We can go the long way." Trish grabbed Lita's wrist and began to turn her around so they could avoid Carlito, but Lita pulled her wrist out of Trish's hold.
"I'm not afraid of him."
Lita was looking straight at Carlito who was giving her a smile both teen girls would describe as creepy. Trish saw the look on Lita's face which basically told her that her friend was trying to be strong but she was still scared of him deep down inside even though she was trying to convince herself otherwise. The blonde knew the redhead had several nightmares the past couple of days even though she still didn't remember exactly what happened. She had some recollection because of what Edge told her, but she didn't remember much herself and she was kind of glad even though that freaked her out.
"I'm not about to walk around the school to class which is right down the hall just because he happens to be in the way. I'm going to see him in Spanish so why not just get over with it now?"
Trish didn't say anything in response as Lita resumed walking to class with Trish soon following her when she knew convincing Lita to go the other way was a lost cause. Lita wanted to ignore Carlito, but he wasn't going to let her go by easily.
"How about we find an empty classroom or even a closet and finish what we started?" Carlito asked when Lita and Trish were walking past him.
"Keep walking," Trish whispered to Lita who stopped right when she heard Carlito speak.
Lita shook her head and turned around to face the other teen. "Don't you mean what you started, you sick bastard? I don't want anything to do with you. Take the hint and leave me the hell alone you creep."
Carlito shook his head and that smug smile was back on his face. "No can do."
Lita rolled her eyes and was about to turn around so she could leave when she decided it was best to ignore and not entertain him. She just felt it waz easier that way and she could save herself the headache. Unfortunately for her, Carlito had other plans and grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her close to himself.
"Uh! Get off of me!" Lita pulled her wrist out of her hold and pushed him hard which resulted in his back meeting the locker.
"That was the bell we heard not long ago," Coach Michaels said when he walked up to the duo after he heard commotion and saw some of the students gathering around, "which means everyone should be in class already. So let's all get to class now." A few of the students left with a couple, along with Trish, still lingering behind.
Coach Michaels glanced between Lita and Carlito before speaking again. "Is something wrong here?"
"Yea," Lita began to answer, opting to glare at Carlito instead of facing the man she was talking to, "he's harassing me and he won't leave me alone."
"She's lying," Carlito spoke up before Coach Michaels had a chance to say anything. "She's a tease. Always inviting me to play and now that I want to, she's just playing hard to get. She wants me."
"Inviting you to play?" Lita asked with a disgusted look on her face. "What are we? Five? Just because I have talked to you before because I was trying to be nice, does not mean I want you. I haven't voluntarily talked to you ever since I caught you stalking me. I will never voluntarily speak to you ever since what you you tried to pull the other night. Get a clue. I don't like you. I don't want you. We're not even friends. The only reason I'm talking to you right now is so I can tell you how pathetic you are."
"Okay," Coach Michaels spoke before either of the two teens could say another word. He turned his attention to Lita before continuing. "Go to class and I'll take care of this."
"Thanks," Lita said as she glanced at Coach Michaels and began to walk away with Trish by her side, but not without sending Carlito, who was still smiling at her, one last dirty look. "I hate him."
"Where do you think you're going?" Coach Michaels asked when he saw Carlito walking off.
"Class."
Mr. Michaels shook his head. "I don't think so. We're going to my office, time to talk." The teen rolled his eyes, but still followed the teacher into his office near the locker room.
"Are you okay?" Trish asked once the duo arrived outside of their classrooms.
"He just needs to stay the hell way from me."
"Maybe Randy or Edge will pummel him again," Trish suggested hoping that would lighten up the mood a little.
Lita shook her head. "No. I mean, they can go at him all they like, but it would be better to beat the crap out of him myself. Oh God. I feel so gross. Everytime he looks at me, I feel like I need to take a billion showers. So obviously now I feel like I need a trillion." Whatever else she was about to say was interrupted when a teacher walked by and told the two to get into their classrooms before she wrote them up and gave them detention. "I'll see you in Spanish," she said before heading to her class with Trish doing the same.
Once Lita entered the room, the morning announcements came over the speakers. That meant she still had some time until Mr. Regal began class which was exactly why he didn't say anything to her when she walked in later. She would have been given detention if she walked in after he started class which was always right after the announcements.
"Hey Red," John said when he saw Lita sit down in her spot right next to him. The redhead didn't say anything in response as she placed her bookbag on the space in front of her and stared right ahead at the blackboard with some notes written over it. "Uh, you okay?" He asked, but didn't get any response. He nudged her which made her jump in her seat and snap her head to look at him. "Woah, calm. You okay?"
Lita let out a sigh as she began taking the books she needed for the class out of her bag. "He's back," was all she said in response and it didn't take the other teen long to figure out who she was talking about.
"Well, he won't get near you unless he wants Randy to kill him. I have never seen him that angry before and that's saying a lot coming from me." John added the last part as a way to lighten the mood, but just like Trish before him, it didn't do the trick and he could tell she was really scared by what Carlito could possibly do. Or maybe he already tried something today. "Oh. He already did, didn't he?" Lita simply nodded. "What did he do?"
"Not much. He touched me, but I pushed him against the locker and that felt a little good. Coach Michaels came to the rescue before he could retaliate, but he had the nerve to say I want him and I'm teasing him."
"You don't have to worry about that creepy bastard anymore. I know Randy and even Edge will make sure he doesn't get near you again. So will I."
Lita looked up at John, but didn't say anything. He kept surprising her and maybe she shouldn't be surprised anymore. "I was wrong about you." John gave her a questioning look so she continued. "Yes, you can still be annoying, but you're not that bad."
John let out a small laugh. "You're not so bad yourself either Red."
Lita smiled at him with him returning the gesture. "Thanks," she said getting back to his statement of him also helping her stay safe from Carlito. "You're always helping me lately. Always there in a good non creepy, non stalker way."
"That's what friends are for."
The redhead nodded. "Yea," was all Lita said and it didn't matter if she planned on saying more because the announcements were now over and the teacher was ready to begin class.
The next couple of classes went by as smoothly as possible. It helped that Carlito was only in Spanish with Lita. He was already sitting in his usual spot in the desk behind the one she sat in when she walked into the room. Carlito didn't fail to notice how John grabbed her hand and directed her to the seat next to his on the other side of the room when it looked like she was about to go sit at her usual desk because she wanted to prove to Carlito she wasn't afraid of him. Initially Lita was annoyed at John for doing that, but she realized she was actually glad for doing what he did because she was sure she wouldn't be able to handle Carlito smelling or playing with her hair.
Currently it was the lunch period. Unfortunately for Lita, Carlito had the same lunch period. She hoped he would just stay away, but she would soon learn that wasn't meant to be.
"So what's word on the double date?" Lita looked up to see a smirking Edge sit down next to her at the table. She glared at him and looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to him. There weren't many others at the table already. Other than Trish who definitley heard what the blonde teen said to the redhead.
"What double date?" Trish questioned the two which caused Lita to punch Edge on the arm.
"Keep your hands to yourself. I didn't see her there. My bad."
"Nothing. He's stupid. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
Trish looked between the two and shook her head. "No. Tell me what you're talking about. Tell me now."
"Nothing blondie," Lita said before Edge had a chance to say anything. "Seriously."
"You know I won't stop bugging you until you tell me the truth so spill. Now."
Lita didn't say anything and that's when Edge decided to open his mouth. "She has a crush on Christian and- ow! I told you to keep your hands to yourself, that also applies to your feet."
"Stop being stupid."
"You just want to tell her the truth?"
"You said you wouldn't tell anyone."
"Yea, and that's where Christian came in. I really didn't see her here. I thought it was just us two."
"Shut up!" Trish exclaimed when Lita was about to reply to her friend. That caught her the attention of the other two teens. "Are you keeping a secret from me?" The blonde asked the redhead who rolled her eyes because she knew Trish wasn't going to drop this any time soon. "Spill. Come on. I'm your best-friend, you're not supposed to keep anything from me." Lita stayed silent so Trish continued. "So I'm thinking the crush part was right, but the Christian part was wrong. Oh my God!"
"Shut up."
"It's John! I knew it!" Edge laughed and Lita looked like she wanted to kill both of her friends and that only confirmed her suspicion. "You were really going to keep that away from me? That's mean."
"Please stop talking," Lita said when she saw their other friends joining them at the table.
"Why?" Trish asked and then received her answer when Stephanie, John, and Chris joined them.
"For the billionth time Chris," Stephanie said as she took a seat in between Lita and Trish, mainly so Chris wouldn't sit next to her, "I have as boyfriend so shut up before I kill you in your sleep."
"She's been hanging out with you way too much," Edge said to Lita who decided to just ignore him.
Chris shrugged. "I don't mind. And I heard you don't either."
Stephanie groaned in frustration. "Why does he have to sit with us?!" She asked to no one in particular.
"Because John decided he wanted to sit with us and he's John's boyfriend so he's not going to leave him alone," came Lita's response which earned her two looks of disgust.
"That was uncalled for Red."
"Don't you wish Li," Trish muttered under her breath before bursting into laughter. Fortunately, only Stephanie, who was kind of confused, and Lita heard her.
"Hell. It's waiting for you Trish,"the redhead said to the blonde who was too busy laughing. Lita got up and was about to walk away.
"Come on," Trish said while trying to contain the laughter and everyone was looking at her like she was crazy because they had no clue what was going on. "I was just kidding."
Lita sighed and nodded. "I know, but you're still annoying."
"Where are you going?"
"Outside."
"It's almost December. It's freezing."
"Don't care," was all Lita said before walking away and heading outside.
"Oh!" Stephanie randomly said when Lita was out of sight. "Now I know what that was about. You were right about her!"
Trish smiled and nodded. "I'm always right."
"What are you talking about?" John asked.
"Nothing," Trish and Stephanie said in unison before they began laughing all over again.
Meanwhile, Lita wasn't the only one outside. There were a couple of other students standing or sitting around talking to one another or just doing their own thing. Clearly the cold weather wasn't bothering any of them. Lita sat down at one of the empty benches nearby. She was just about to take her phone out when she felt like someone was walking towards her. She looked up and saw Carlito walking towards her.
"Great," she muttered under her breath before getting up from the bench with the intention of going back inside. She was really in no mood to deal with him right now. Unfortunately for her, he grabbed her arm and stopped her right in her tracks. Lita tried to pull her arm out of Carlito's hold, but she wasn't successful. "Get off of me right now," she said to no avail.
"Where are you going? I came out here to talk to you."
"I don't give a damn," she said as she tried to pull her arm out of his hold once again. "Leave me alone."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" The two teens looked up to see John was a few feet away from them. "Why can't you take the hint- actually, I wouldn't even call it a hint anymore when she has told you a billion times to leave her alone so back off."
Carlito scoffed and since his guard was down, Lita was able to get out of his hold. "What's your problem John? Can't you see I'm trying to talk to my girl?"
"Excuse me?" Lita asked, disgust present in her voice. "What the hell did you just say?" She was only ignored as Carlito continued.
"Why don't you just back up and leave us alone? Stop trying to get between us. We're trying to have a nice conversation."
John shook his head. "That's not what it looks like to me. It looks like you're bothering her again." He turned his attention to Lita who was now standing next to him. "Red, were you having a nice conversation with Carlito?"
"Hell no."
"Yea didn't think so." John looked back at Carlito before continuing. "So you can leave now."
"And who do you think you are telling me what to do? How about you stop being around my girl all the time? She's-"
"Shut up!" Lita shouted as she interrupted the other teen, making everyone who was outside to turn their attention to the three. "I don't know if you hit your head while you were younger or someone dropped you on her head or whatever happened, but get it through your damn head that I don't want anything to do with you at all! Stop calling me your girl unless you want me to punch you! I'm actually close to doing that either way because you deserve it! You actually deserve to get your ass kicked so just shut up! Leave me the hell alone unless you want me to tell Randy to beat the shit out of you because you know he'll do it! I'm surprised he hasn't again! He must not know you're back! I can change that, so I'm warning you one last time, leave me alone!" With that said, she walked off.
John was about to follow after her, but he glanced back at Carlito who didn't seem to be phased one. "I'd listen to her if I were you because Randy's not the only one you're going to have to worry about."
Carlito scoffed. "Yea, and what are you going to do? I will get her o-" Whatever else he was about to say was cut off when John decided he had enough and punched him, knocking him down.
"Something like that," was all John said as he walked off to find Lita. Fortunately for him, there were no faculty around to see that and none of the students who witnessed any of that were about to go tattle on him so it wasn't like he could get I'm trouble for that not like he cared even if he did. He had been wanting to do that for a while now.
It didn't take John too long to find Lita. He just walked around the empty hallways for a while until he saw Lita at her locker. "What are you doing?"
"Leaving. I just don't want to be here right now. There's only one class left for the day and that's Philosophy and I really don't care about that right now." She groaned as she slammed the locker door shut. "Randy has the car keys and I can't just go to his class and just get them. Whatever, I'll just walk home."
"I can take you," John suggested.
"What?"
"I have my car, I can take you home. It's not like I haven't skipped before. It's just one class."
"You want to skip with me?"
John shrugged. "Yea, whatever. I guess. The worse that can happen is getting detention which will happen because I know Coach saw me today."
"Same here and I really don't care. Alright," Lita easily agreed because she wouldn't put it past a certain stalker of hers to follow her as she walked home and the walk home wasn't a short one. The two began walking out the school and towards his car in silence. A teacher stopped them and asked them where they were going so they said they had a free period meaning they could leave early.
"Just remembered I can't go home," Lita said once the two arrived to his car and sat down. "I think my mom is home and if she sees me, she'll ask why I'm home early and I'll end up having to tell her about the party and I, I'm just not doing that."
"Who said anything about going home?" He continued after the questioning look she sent him. "We don't have to go home. I still owe you ten bucks for kissing me."
"Can you just say you owe me ten bucks? You don't have to say why. It really makes me sound like a whore."
"Then I guess we're both whores. And that didn't sound bad in my mind. I wasn't really calling you a-"
Lita laughed. "I know."
"Point is, neither of us has to go home. We could always, I don't know, go to a movie or something."
"Who goes to the movies on a Monday afternoon?"
"Teenagers skipping school."
"Point. Whatever. Works for me."
"So it's a date then," John said only to back track when he realized what he said. "I didn't mean a date, well, unless you want it-"
"Just stop talking and drive," Lita cut him off before he could get any further. He didn't say anything in response as he did just that.
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