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Author's Note: You have my monkeys??? And my Henry? A goddamn party??? Why the heck wasn't I invited? I feel hurt now... I must go and sulk for a few hours (. And to the few people that read this fic, sorry I had to make Ace an asshole in Chappie 9, but he's a meanie, so I just decided to go with it, but he may not be such a meanie in later chapters ;-). And Sophie, because you have my monkeys and Henry... it's my damn sandwich.
#*Wendy!*#
The rest of the day was interesting to say the least, people looked at me which was unusual, I didn't know if it was because of the new look or the black eye.
Glances were shot at me from every corner of the corridors, so, that's what it felt like to be noticed. It was strange, it was like people were examining me, looking for a reason I would have changed, trying to figure out who I was.
At lunch I sat alone at my usual table, the one in the dark corner, I had just finished when the some cheerleaders came and sat beside me.
"Hey, Wendy." The leader snorted. "You look... different."
They were like a pack of wolves and my hands began to shake at how they could humiliate me, first Ace now them, it just wasn't my week.
"You do something to your hair?" Said a blonde, tugging at a lock of my hair.
"Yeah, she finally washed it." The head cheerleader said and began to laugh, something that sounded like a mouse in distress.
I pushed my way through as the rest of them laughed at me, I should have stood up to them, I knew I should have. But they had boyfriends that would come to the rescue to protect them, I didn't.
I walked outside and sat on a bench, I breathed deeply, and just sat there for a few minutes to collect my thoughts. I looked up at the sky and noticed two people kissing further ahead at the front of school.
It wasn't until they pulled apart that I realised who it was, she ran and he stood there awkwardly for a few moments than moved towards her car.
I stood up in anger; Rory already had Ace, why the hell did she want Eyeball too? She was just being greedy, I had the right mind to go after her and tell her what I think, but the bell rang and I walked to class.
My teacher dropped her mug at the sight of me, the other students in the class had cheered and I had blushed because of the attention. She sent me to the principal's office, and told me to go to the nurse straight after for some ice for my eye.
I sat outside the door, hearing the principal yell at someone about responsibilities. I watched the clock; it wasn't any of my business to listen in, I just lost my self in the constant tick-tock-tick-tock...
"Wendy Amberson?" I looked up at the sound of my name and looked at the secretary, "Mrs Chardale will see you know."
I stood up and waited for the person she had been yelling at to come out, but nobody did, there wasn't another exit. She must have been on the phone.
As soon as I walked in I realised I was wrong, sat in one of the chairs on the other side of the desk, opposite Mrs Chardale, sat Ace Merrill, with a pink mark on his cheek, I didn't think I had hit him that hard.
"Sit down, Miss Amberson." I sat in the seat next to Ace, that being the only other seat in the room, and as I slid down into my seat our skin touched and I recoiled at the contact.
"I understand you two were involved in a fight this morning."
"Chardale, I already told you, there was no fight..." Ace said, sighing.
"Miss Amberson?" Mrs Chardale asked, giving me a questioning look.
"He's telling the truth, there was no fight." I almost cringed, I was a terrible liar.
Mrs Chardale looked at us, form Ace to me, and back to Ace, "Is that so? Because I have claims from over twenty students saying you were arguing and then things turned physical."
I heard Ace snicker when she said the world 'physical'. Mrs Chardale turned to him almost immediately.
"Do you find something funny about the situation, Mr Merrill?"
"No miss."
She looked back at me again and I had to turn away, "Unless having purple eye shadow smeared over a quarter of your face is a new style I happen to be unaware of, I'd say you've been hit."
"He didn't do it." I murmured looking up at her.
"Excuse me?" She said.
I glanced at Ace and he was looking right back at me, "He didn't do it."
"Then who did?" Mrs Chardale asked.
I looked back at her and shrugged, I don't know.
She leaned forward on the desk, "You don't have to protect him."
"I'm not, he didn't do it." My lying was improving, and I could kill myself for helping him after what he did.
"Then I'm forced to give you both detention."
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It was after school detention and Ace sat at the desk next to mine, Gordie Lachance sat at the front, and the teacher was reading a newspaper.
We'd been given an hours detention, that meant that Gordie would be leaving half an hour before us, and it also meant that me and Ace would leave the school at the time.
Gordie did leave, and then there was only Ace and myself, I couldn't imagine how he could do this almost every other day, within the first five minutes I had felt bored.
It was then that I noticed Ace writing on the desk with a pencil and I wished that I had a pencil too.
Only a couple minutes to go and someone nudged my arm, it was Ace's hand and he was handing me a piece of paper. I opened it and in large letters the word 'THANK YOU' was written. I almost cried.
The teacher said we could leave, I was still griping the piece of paper, I rushed out of the classroom and headed for the exit. Ace caught up with me.
"Need a ride?"
"No, I'll walk."
"You sure?"
"Yeah," I said still looking at the piece of paper, and a tear trickled down my face.
"You okay?"
Damn it, he noticed.
"Yeah, my eye just hurts." I lied.
"You should get some ice for that."
"I will when I get home."
"That's why you should let me give you a ride, you'll get home quicker."
I looked at him, knowing whenever he'd offered to do me a favor it had always turned out to be a practical joke.
"As my apology, for the eye."
"That reminds me, sorry for slapping you."
He shrugged and that gorgeous smirk spread across his face, "I deserved it."
We walked to his car and I was reluctant to sit in front, so I sat in back.
"I don't bite y'know." Ace said looking at me quizzically.
"Yeah, you just hit, now drive." I said waving my hand in dismissal, and, part of me did want him to bite.
We were in the driveway within five minutes and I had somehow found myself in the front seat next to Ace, he'd finally convinced me to sit up front, why, I wasn't sure.
We heard the sound of Millie Smalls as soon as Ace turned off the engine, "not again," I whined.
"You have something against Millie?" Ace questioned.
"Only the fact that Rory plays it all the damn time."
"Should have broken it last night when you had the chance."
I smiled, "I know."
Seconds passed and I felt eyes on me, I looked to see Ace looking at me with a glint of wonder in his eyes.
"What?" I asked.
"You look different when you smile."
I instantly stopped smiling.
"I mean different in a good way." He proclaimed as I got out of the car.
"Rory's door is first on the right." I called back to him.
I walked in and through to the kitchen and noticed Hades waiting for something to materialize into his bowl.
I grabbed another steak and tossed it into his bowl, and I noticed more scratches on his nose.
"Damn cat." I said getting myself a coke.
"Why doesn't he just eat it, I mean he's about five times the size of Rory's cat." Ace asked leaning against the doorway.
"Because he's a gentleman." I said grabbing another coke and giving it to Ace. "And I want the opportunity to mince the piece of crap." I raised my bottle.
"To mincing Tabatha." Ace joked as he raised his bottle and they clinked.
We talked for a while, almost an hour, he didn't talk to Rory, she'd kissed Eyeball and looked upset, I didn't want to go and send Ace up there if she was in a bad mood. I'd said she was probably ill, and she had said she hadn't felt well that morning so Ace believed it.
The goodbye was awkward and uncomfortable.
"Sorry about the eye, again." He said, one hand in his pocket another scratching the back of his head.
"It's okay."
"See you tomorrow in school?"
"Sure." I replied.
The most amazing thing then happened, the thing that I am going to remember for the rest of my life. Ace leaned down and kissed me on the cheekbone, where he had hit me.
"Bye." He said turning for his car.
I tried to reply but nothing came out, I slammed the door as soon as he was out of sight. What the hell was going on?
I rushed up the stairs and shut my bed door, it closed with a loud bang, I flopped myself down onto my bed and knew that nothing was going to dampen my mood for the rest of the day.
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A/N - Small note, I just realised, ten chapters have covered two days... How long is this thing going to last? Sophie, I promise I will update 'Guardian Angel' soon!! And this chapter is six pages long on Microsoft Word - I am in the zone baby!
Author's Note: You have my monkeys??? And my Henry? A goddamn party??? Why the heck wasn't I invited? I feel hurt now... I must go and sulk for a few hours (. And to the few people that read this fic, sorry I had to make Ace an asshole in Chappie 9, but he's a meanie, so I just decided to go with it, but he may not be such a meanie in later chapters ;-). And Sophie, because you have my monkeys and Henry... it's my damn sandwich.
#*Wendy!*#
The rest of the day was interesting to say the least, people looked at me which was unusual, I didn't know if it was because of the new look or the black eye.
Glances were shot at me from every corner of the corridors, so, that's what it felt like to be noticed. It was strange, it was like people were examining me, looking for a reason I would have changed, trying to figure out who I was.
At lunch I sat alone at my usual table, the one in the dark corner, I had just finished when the some cheerleaders came and sat beside me.
"Hey, Wendy." The leader snorted. "You look... different."
They were like a pack of wolves and my hands began to shake at how they could humiliate me, first Ace now them, it just wasn't my week.
"You do something to your hair?" Said a blonde, tugging at a lock of my hair.
"Yeah, she finally washed it." The head cheerleader said and began to laugh, something that sounded like a mouse in distress.
I pushed my way through as the rest of them laughed at me, I should have stood up to them, I knew I should have. But they had boyfriends that would come to the rescue to protect them, I didn't.
I walked outside and sat on a bench, I breathed deeply, and just sat there for a few minutes to collect my thoughts. I looked up at the sky and noticed two people kissing further ahead at the front of school.
It wasn't until they pulled apart that I realised who it was, she ran and he stood there awkwardly for a few moments than moved towards her car.
I stood up in anger; Rory already had Ace, why the hell did she want Eyeball too? She was just being greedy, I had the right mind to go after her and tell her what I think, but the bell rang and I walked to class.
My teacher dropped her mug at the sight of me, the other students in the class had cheered and I had blushed because of the attention. She sent me to the principal's office, and told me to go to the nurse straight after for some ice for my eye.
I sat outside the door, hearing the principal yell at someone about responsibilities. I watched the clock; it wasn't any of my business to listen in, I just lost my self in the constant tick-tock-tick-tock...
"Wendy Amberson?" I looked up at the sound of my name and looked at the secretary, "Mrs Chardale will see you know."
I stood up and waited for the person she had been yelling at to come out, but nobody did, there wasn't another exit. She must have been on the phone.
As soon as I walked in I realised I was wrong, sat in one of the chairs on the other side of the desk, opposite Mrs Chardale, sat Ace Merrill, with a pink mark on his cheek, I didn't think I had hit him that hard.
"Sit down, Miss Amberson." I sat in the seat next to Ace, that being the only other seat in the room, and as I slid down into my seat our skin touched and I recoiled at the contact.
"I understand you two were involved in a fight this morning."
"Chardale, I already told you, there was no fight..." Ace said, sighing.
"Miss Amberson?" Mrs Chardale asked, giving me a questioning look.
"He's telling the truth, there was no fight." I almost cringed, I was a terrible liar.
Mrs Chardale looked at us, form Ace to me, and back to Ace, "Is that so? Because I have claims from over twenty students saying you were arguing and then things turned physical."
I heard Ace snicker when she said the world 'physical'. Mrs Chardale turned to him almost immediately.
"Do you find something funny about the situation, Mr Merrill?"
"No miss."
She looked back at me again and I had to turn away, "Unless having purple eye shadow smeared over a quarter of your face is a new style I happen to be unaware of, I'd say you've been hit."
"He didn't do it." I murmured looking up at her.
"Excuse me?" She said.
I glanced at Ace and he was looking right back at me, "He didn't do it."
"Then who did?" Mrs Chardale asked.
I looked back at her and shrugged, I don't know.
She leaned forward on the desk, "You don't have to protect him."
"I'm not, he didn't do it." My lying was improving, and I could kill myself for helping him after what he did.
"Then I'm forced to give you both detention."
*#*#*#*Detention*#*#*#*
It was after school detention and Ace sat at the desk next to mine, Gordie Lachance sat at the front, and the teacher was reading a newspaper.
We'd been given an hours detention, that meant that Gordie would be leaving half an hour before us, and it also meant that me and Ace would leave the school at the time.
Gordie did leave, and then there was only Ace and myself, I couldn't imagine how he could do this almost every other day, within the first five minutes I had felt bored.
It was then that I noticed Ace writing on the desk with a pencil and I wished that I had a pencil too.
Only a couple minutes to go and someone nudged my arm, it was Ace's hand and he was handing me a piece of paper. I opened it and in large letters the word 'THANK YOU' was written. I almost cried.
The teacher said we could leave, I was still griping the piece of paper, I rushed out of the classroom and headed for the exit. Ace caught up with me.
"Need a ride?"
"No, I'll walk."
"You sure?"
"Yeah," I said still looking at the piece of paper, and a tear trickled down my face.
"You okay?"
Damn it, he noticed.
"Yeah, my eye just hurts." I lied.
"You should get some ice for that."
"I will when I get home."
"That's why you should let me give you a ride, you'll get home quicker."
I looked at him, knowing whenever he'd offered to do me a favor it had always turned out to be a practical joke.
"As my apology, for the eye."
"That reminds me, sorry for slapping you."
He shrugged and that gorgeous smirk spread across his face, "I deserved it."
We walked to his car and I was reluctant to sit in front, so I sat in back.
"I don't bite y'know." Ace said looking at me quizzically.
"Yeah, you just hit, now drive." I said waving my hand in dismissal, and, part of me did want him to bite.
We were in the driveway within five minutes and I had somehow found myself in the front seat next to Ace, he'd finally convinced me to sit up front, why, I wasn't sure.
We heard the sound of Millie Smalls as soon as Ace turned off the engine, "not again," I whined.
"You have something against Millie?" Ace questioned.
"Only the fact that Rory plays it all the damn time."
"Should have broken it last night when you had the chance."
I smiled, "I know."
Seconds passed and I felt eyes on me, I looked to see Ace looking at me with a glint of wonder in his eyes.
"What?" I asked.
"You look different when you smile."
I instantly stopped smiling.
"I mean different in a good way." He proclaimed as I got out of the car.
"Rory's door is first on the right." I called back to him.
I walked in and through to the kitchen and noticed Hades waiting for something to materialize into his bowl.
I grabbed another steak and tossed it into his bowl, and I noticed more scratches on his nose.
"Damn cat." I said getting myself a coke.
"Why doesn't he just eat it, I mean he's about five times the size of Rory's cat." Ace asked leaning against the doorway.
"Because he's a gentleman." I said grabbing another coke and giving it to Ace. "And I want the opportunity to mince the piece of crap." I raised my bottle.
"To mincing Tabatha." Ace joked as he raised his bottle and they clinked.
We talked for a while, almost an hour, he didn't talk to Rory, she'd kissed Eyeball and looked upset, I didn't want to go and send Ace up there if she was in a bad mood. I'd said she was probably ill, and she had said she hadn't felt well that morning so Ace believed it.
The goodbye was awkward and uncomfortable.
"Sorry about the eye, again." He said, one hand in his pocket another scratching the back of his head.
"It's okay."
"See you tomorrow in school?"
"Sure." I replied.
The most amazing thing then happened, the thing that I am going to remember for the rest of my life. Ace leaned down and kissed me on the cheekbone, where he had hit me.
"Bye." He said turning for his car.
I tried to reply but nothing came out, I slammed the door as soon as he was out of sight. What the hell was going on?
I rushed up the stairs and shut my bed door, it closed with a loud bang, I flopped myself down onto my bed and knew that nothing was going to dampen my mood for the rest of the day.
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A/N - Small note, I just realised, ten chapters have covered two days... How long is this thing going to last? Sophie, I promise I will update 'Guardian Angel' soon!! And this chapter is six pages long on Microsoft Word - I am in the zone baby!
