Chapter 10: *********************************************************************** People all noticed the mess that came out of my locker. I was blushing like crazy. I don't think people ever saw me with anything like this before and that is true, I never did have anything like this. I swear if I see Dane anywhere again, I will rip his head off. Dane has gone overboard. He has gone where no man (or teenage boy) had ever gone before. Unfortunately, this is not a good thing. If I was some girly cheerleading captain, I would probably be happy about his, but I'm not. I am absolutely furious.
Dane, on the other hand, was pleased with his achievement. And do you know what that is? He was happy because I read his letter when he thought I would throw it away without even looking at it. Great. Now he thinks that I feelings for him just because I read that letter. Jeez, people can over- react to small things. Yes, Dane also reminded me that 'small things DO count'. I was NOT having a nice conversation with Dane. He happened to have spotted me and asked me whether I saw his surprise. "Yes. I did. I was also aware of the many rose petals you wasted when you could have preserved nature as it is." You go Bulma. "You gotta admit, it was nice." Said Dane. "No. It was not nice. It humiliated me in front of all those people. They looked at me as if I was crazy to have a locker full of flower petals." "That's because you didn't explain to them the whole story- "No, it was because they had never imagined me as the type to have these things and was shocked." "Why do you always have to so stubborn?" "ME? STUBBORN? Who is the one grabbing onto me and not letting go? Who is the one that refuse to get the idea that someone doesn't like him into his head? Who is the one that was repeatedly asked to leave someone alone but refuse to comply? Well, I'll tell you mister, it's YOU! Get the picture!" By the time I was finished, Dane was smirking. Which is not a good sign. "I love the way you look when you get mad!" I rolled my eyes and walked away. That guy is a pain in the ass. He is so immature and downright stupid. I can't believe he told me he liked the way I looked. Dear Lord, when is this going to end?
Today is Saturday. Free from all the pain and pressure at school. Yes. I feel so relaxed. Oh no, the phone just rang. "Hello? The Briefs residence, how may I help you?" This was our usual greeting to people. "Err.hi, may I speak to Bulma please?" Someone calling for me. I don't really recognize the voice. "This is Bulma speaking." "Hey Bulma, this is Dane." Damn. How the heck did he get my phone number? "Oh god.not the psycho path." "How are you doing today?" "Fine, until you called." Hey, don't be so harsh, I was just calling to asked you if you were busy today." "Why do you care? I have plenty of things to do." JJsweetie: That was another chappie!! Yay!! Please review! ._+*Jen Jen*+_.