Chapter Four
The phone was ringing off the hook. Finally, I decided to answer it.
"Hello?" I was answered with hysterical laughing.
"You are in such deep shit with Cleon when he finds out about this!" I laughed.
"That's a good one, Faleron, 'cause he won't!" Faleron started laughing again.
"You and Dom-engaged?"
"We're not getting married!"
"Oh, sure, you *are* the one to deny your love for him." I hung up.
I stood outside of the building, having a nice little chat with Cleon, when:
"KEL!KEL! I can't believe it! You're engaged! To Dom?? That's great!!!" I turned to see Owen running up to me panting. Cleon looked at me.
"Owen....so nice to see you," I said through gritted teeth. Cleon coughed.
"Would you excuse us for a minute, Owen?" Owen nodded happily. Cleon pulled me around to the other side of the school. I smiled at him sheepishly.
"Engaged, hmm?" He shook his head. "God, Kel, how could you do this to me!!! I love, no, I loved you! And then..you go and-and do this!"
"Cleon! I'm not getting-"
"Shut up, Kel! You could've at least had the decency to break up with me before you went and had some affair! And with DOM! He's, he's 5 years older than you! And, even if you weren't my girlfriend, you're only 16, Kel! How could you do this to me???"
"So what if he's 5 years older than me! You know what, I never even liked you!" Cleon shook his head.
"I'm so.....*bitch*." Okay, first of all, no one calls me a bitch. And I might be the calmest person anyone has ever met, but right then, I decided to do something very un-Kel like. I punched him. Right in the jaw. Cleon flew forward, than turned to face me.
"Alright, you can get your way, Kel," He said through a bloody lip, "we're through!" And then he ran off, and I didn't see him the rest of the day.
I banged frantically on the door to Neal's house. His dad answered it.
"Good afternoon, Dr.Queenscove!" I said through a fake smile.
"Hello, Keladry, Neal's up in his room."
"Thanks so much." I practically flew up the stairs, than threw open the door. Neal was re-lacing his shoes.
"NEAL!" I shouted. HE looked up, startled.
"Oh, hey Kel!"
"Neal, you bastard! I hate you!" Neal frowned.
"Are you yelling at me??"
"What the hell does it look like I'm doing, sewing a quilt?!?"
"Okay, Kel, what's the problem?"
"Well, first of all, YOU! You're the one who had to open your BIG mouth and tell everyone that Dom was engaged!" Neal frowned again.
"Ohhh, that! Yep, that certainly got some laughs!" He shook his head.
"And then he goes and asks me to pretend to be his fiance! And then Cleon breaks up with me! And-" then I started to cry. What was wrong with me? I punched Cleon, I yelled, and now I cry? Good God! Neal looked shock.
"Are you *crying*?" He wrapped his arms around me.
"And Dom probably doesn't *sniff* like and he's just-"
"You don't have to worry about Dom not liking you, trust me! I mean, he's head over heels!"
"Really?"
"Oh, yeah and-oops, shouldn't have said that." I started to laugh. And then I couldn't stop. Tlk about an emotional rollercoaster.
I left Neal's house about an hour later. I shouldn't have gone home. I entered the living room, and my mother was sitting there, holding something with a shocked look on her face.
"What's up, Mom?"
"Sweetie! An engagement ring? This is wonderful! Who's the lucky man?"
Damn.
The phone was ringing off the hook. Finally, I decided to answer it.
"Hello?" I was answered with hysterical laughing.
"You are in such deep shit with Cleon when he finds out about this!" I laughed.
"That's a good one, Faleron, 'cause he won't!" Faleron started laughing again.
"You and Dom-engaged?"
"We're not getting married!"
"Oh, sure, you *are* the one to deny your love for him." I hung up.
I stood outside of the building, having a nice little chat with Cleon, when:
"KEL!KEL! I can't believe it! You're engaged! To Dom?? That's great!!!" I turned to see Owen running up to me panting. Cleon looked at me.
"Owen....so nice to see you," I said through gritted teeth. Cleon coughed.
"Would you excuse us for a minute, Owen?" Owen nodded happily. Cleon pulled me around to the other side of the school. I smiled at him sheepishly.
"Engaged, hmm?" He shook his head. "God, Kel, how could you do this to me!!! I love, no, I loved you! And then..you go and-and do this!"
"Cleon! I'm not getting-"
"Shut up, Kel! You could've at least had the decency to break up with me before you went and had some affair! And with DOM! He's, he's 5 years older than you! And, even if you weren't my girlfriend, you're only 16, Kel! How could you do this to me???"
"So what if he's 5 years older than me! You know what, I never even liked you!" Cleon shook his head.
"I'm so.....*bitch*." Okay, first of all, no one calls me a bitch. And I might be the calmest person anyone has ever met, but right then, I decided to do something very un-Kel like. I punched him. Right in the jaw. Cleon flew forward, than turned to face me.
"Alright, you can get your way, Kel," He said through a bloody lip, "we're through!" And then he ran off, and I didn't see him the rest of the day.
I banged frantically on the door to Neal's house. His dad answered it.
"Good afternoon, Dr.Queenscove!" I said through a fake smile.
"Hello, Keladry, Neal's up in his room."
"Thanks so much." I practically flew up the stairs, than threw open the door. Neal was re-lacing his shoes.
"NEAL!" I shouted. HE looked up, startled.
"Oh, hey Kel!"
"Neal, you bastard! I hate you!" Neal frowned.
"Are you yelling at me??"
"What the hell does it look like I'm doing, sewing a quilt?!?"
"Okay, Kel, what's the problem?"
"Well, first of all, YOU! You're the one who had to open your BIG mouth and tell everyone that Dom was engaged!" Neal frowned again.
"Ohhh, that! Yep, that certainly got some laughs!" He shook his head.
"And then he goes and asks me to pretend to be his fiance! And then Cleon breaks up with me! And-" then I started to cry. What was wrong with me? I punched Cleon, I yelled, and now I cry? Good God! Neal looked shock.
"Are you *crying*?" He wrapped his arms around me.
"And Dom probably doesn't *sniff* like and he's just-"
"You don't have to worry about Dom not liking you, trust me! I mean, he's head over heels!"
"Really?"
"Oh, yeah and-oops, shouldn't have said that." I started to laugh. And then I couldn't stop. Tlk about an emotional rollercoaster.
I left Neal's house about an hour later. I shouldn't have gone home. I entered the living room, and my mother was sitting there, holding something with a shocked look on her face.
"What's up, Mom?"
"Sweetie! An engagement ring? This is wonderful! Who's the lucky man?"
Damn.