Chapter 4.
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"YAY WEEKEND!" Twister exclaimed, running out the door after school. "Where are Reggie and Sammy?"
"They have detention." Otto said it, like it was something he couldn't believe.
"Reg? Squid? Detention? Are you sure?" Twister asked, looking at Otto like he just said the sky was falling.
"Im serious, dude. I went past the class to wait for them and they were just sitting there. Then Reggie pointed at the blackboard where it said DETENTION: Rocket and Dullard." Otto explained.
"Dude, that's like crazy talk. Then again, Reggie probably got one for distracting all the guys."
"Not cool, Twister." Otto said, the last thing he wanted was for his best friend to want to spend more time with Reggie than him.
"Can you blame me for staring at her?! If that was anyone else, you would be too, Otto man, admit it."
"But that's not what bothers me, dude. Reggie's been acting really weird lately. First was her fight with Squid, then her clothes, now a detention. What next, she beats me in skating?" Otto cried out. "You have to think bro, it is pretty weird."
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Reggie sat in the detention room, staring out the window. She had never recieved detention in her life, though if there was a first time, she was glad it was with Sam. Both of them were glad when the teacher had to go out momentarily, so they had the the chance to talk.
"Sorry I got you detention." Sam looked at her.
"Sammy, you don't have to keep apologising for everything. Besides, it's not your fault." Reggie smiled at him. "By the way, what did you need to tell me?"
Sam had wanted to tell her that he liked her, but looking at her, he just couldn't bring himself to say it. She looked so beautiful and could have any guy she wanted, why would she have picked him.
"Just that I'm going to cream you tomorrow." Sam said quickly, noticing the piece of paper on her desk. "Is that your poem? Can I read it?"
Before Reggie could answer, he grabbed the paper and started reading. "This is really good. It shows how annoyed you are about liking someone you don't think likes you, while also showing how deep those feelings go." Sam read the poem again. It was like Reggie knew how he felt, like she understood everything. "Is this about anyone in particular?"
"No, of course not, its just a poem." Reggie said. Sam had the feeling she wasn't telling the truth, but didn't question her about it as the teacher came back into the room. Sam put his head down on the desk, groaning of boredom. Reggie looked at him, for months she thought that these feelings she had would go away, but now she knew they wouldn't. She looked at her poem, looking at the line saying she loved him, and realised why.
"Time's up! You may go home now and never talk in my class again."
Finally, they were dismissed. Reggie called Ray to come pick them up. They sat out front waiting for him. Reggie noticed that Sam looked a little bummed. She put her hand on his shoulder and asked if everything was okay.
"Everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be?" Sam answered. Reggie could tell he was lying. Though she knew there was no point in forcing it out of him but she wanted to reassure him. Looking down at his hand she went and held it in her own, giving it a compassionate squeeze.
"I know you say everything's okay, but if you need anyone to talk to, you know where to find me."
Sam didn't want to say anything. He felt really happy just sitting there as he and Reggie held hands. The two of them just looked at each other Sam smiled, then Reggie smiled back at him. Then Reggie worked up the courage to say what she had denied for months.
"Sammy, I-"
"Hey, Raymundo's here." Sam said, he let go of her hand and ran towards the car. Reggie stared after him.
"I love you," she whispered. The words sounding so pointless as she stood by herself.
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Tell me what you think so far. More coming soon.
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"YAY WEEKEND!" Twister exclaimed, running out the door after school. "Where are Reggie and Sammy?"
"They have detention." Otto said it, like it was something he couldn't believe.
"Reg? Squid? Detention? Are you sure?" Twister asked, looking at Otto like he just said the sky was falling.
"Im serious, dude. I went past the class to wait for them and they were just sitting there. Then Reggie pointed at the blackboard where it said DETENTION: Rocket and Dullard." Otto explained.
"Dude, that's like crazy talk. Then again, Reggie probably got one for distracting all the guys."
"Not cool, Twister." Otto said, the last thing he wanted was for his best friend to want to spend more time with Reggie than him.
"Can you blame me for staring at her?! If that was anyone else, you would be too, Otto man, admit it."
"But that's not what bothers me, dude. Reggie's been acting really weird lately. First was her fight with Squid, then her clothes, now a detention. What next, she beats me in skating?" Otto cried out. "You have to think bro, it is pretty weird."
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Reggie sat in the detention room, staring out the window. She had never recieved detention in her life, though if there was a first time, she was glad it was with Sam. Both of them were glad when the teacher had to go out momentarily, so they had the the chance to talk.
"Sorry I got you detention." Sam looked at her.
"Sammy, you don't have to keep apologising for everything. Besides, it's not your fault." Reggie smiled at him. "By the way, what did you need to tell me?"
Sam had wanted to tell her that he liked her, but looking at her, he just couldn't bring himself to say it. She looked so beautiful and could have any guy she wanted, why would she have picked him.
"Just that I'm going to cream you tomorrow." Sam said quickly, noticing the piece of paper on her desk. "Is that your poem? Can I read it?"
Before Reggie could answer, he grabbed the paper and started reading. "This is really good. It shows how annoyed you are about liking someone you don't think likes you, while also showing how deep those feelings go." Sam read the poem again. It was like Reggie knew how he felt, like she understood everything. "Is this about anyone in particular?"
"No, of course not, its just a poem." Reggie said. Sam had the feeling she wasn't telling the truth, but didn't question her about it as the teacher came back into the room. Sam put his head down on the desk, groaning of boredom. Reggie looked at him, for months she thought that these feelings she had would go away, but now she knew they wouldn't. She looked at her poem, looking at the line saying she loved him, and realised why.
"Time's up! You may go home now and never talk in my class again."
Finally, they were dismissed. Reggie called Ray to come pick them up. They sat out front waiting for him. Reggie noticed that Sam looked a little bummed. She put her hand on his shoulder and asked if everything was okay.
"Everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be?" Sam answered. Reggie could tell he was lying. Though she knew there was no point in forcing it out of him but she wanted to reassure him. Looking down at his hand she went and held it in her own, giving it a compassionate squeeze.
"I know you say everything's okay, but if you need anyone to talk to, you know where to find me."
Sam didn't want to say anything. He felt really happy just sitting there as he and Reggie held hands. The two of them just looked at each other Sam smiled, then Reggie smiled back at him. Then Reggie worked up the courage to say what she had denied for months.
"Sammy, I-"
"Hey, Raymundo's here." Sam said, he let go of her hand and ran towards the car. Reggie stared after him.
"I love you," she whispered. The words sounding so pointless as she stood by herself.
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Tell me what you think so far. More coming soon.