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The next Monday I spent off. Faked a sicky, then went back on Tuesday.
Let me just say that it was the first time in my life I checked around corners during school, before going on my way. I was hoping to avoid Marco for a while…
Strange. I wanted to both avoid him and have him with me.
My emotions were just too confusing right now.
At lunch, I sat staring at some blue food on my tray. I sighed, pushing it away and grabbing my yogurt from my bag. I ate it silently as I looked over at the snobby group of girls near me, who were obviously giving me the eye and talking about me behind my back. I didn't care.
I thought back to Thursday. I'd actually had lunch with Marco.
Sitting on his lap, spoon feeding him some of my yogurt. He thought it was wonderful. I thought it was wonderful too…
I looked around, seeing Jake and Marco enter the cafeteria and nearly choking on the spoon that was in my mouth. I quickly stuck myself as low to the table as I could. They went to the line-up, got their trays…
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" Rachel screeched, slamming her tray down and making me cry out, falling back on my chair.
So much for keeping a low profile.
"Can't believe what?" I asked, picking myself up, my cheeks burning as I sorted myself out, brushing the dust of my jeans… which really were just fine, they went down past my ankles and everything… and fixing my shirt before getting back to my yogurt.
Rachel sat down angrily, and I snuck a glance at the boys.
Shouldn't have done that.
I quickly looked back at Rachel, my cheeks probably turning all the pretty colours of red. She seemed really angry for some reason…
She looked left, then right, then leaned in close.
"Tobias doesn't want to come"
"To what?"
"To the dance you idiot!" She snapped, straightening herself up. I sighed, looking back at my yogurt, suddenly wondering where my spoon went. Hope I didn't swallow it…
"So?"
"So? So? Jade, are you that much of a moron!"
"I really don't see what the big deal is. After all, he does have that two hour thing… and you know how afraid he is of being stuck-"
"Like I don't know that!" she picked up her fork, trying some of the food. Just as quickly, she pushed it away. Then her head turned to look at the snobs…
"What? Got a problem?"
They quickly decided to leave.
Good. About time…
Rachel folded her arms, glaring at me.
"What?"
"I'm not going alone"
"Well I'm sure you can have your pick from one of the many guys around here"
"You're coming to the dance with me"
I just stared at her.
"One, I'm not a guy, and two… yark" I gave her my wierded-out-and- disgusted look.
"Not like that!" she snapped, and I gave her a disdainful look.
"Rachel, why don't you go with Cassie? Or better yet, drag Jake or Ax along?"
She just gave me that look. You know, the look that said I had to be kidding otherwise she'd kick my rear end.
"One, Cassie is going with Jake, and two… Rtaia is coming here to go along with Ax"
"She… oh yeah" I remembered Amanda called Rachel and told her about Rtaia's decision. Didn't call me though… wished I knew why…
"So, end of story. This afternoon we're going to get our dresses for the dance"
"Dresses?" I almost choked again.
"Yeah, dresses. Got a problem with that?"
I stared at her "You know what? Yes, yes I do" I stood up, grabbed my bag, threw my empty yogurt container down on her food and left.
I got to my locker, trying to focus on the numbers as I turned them but realising my eyes were filling up with tears. What was going on with me… it felt like everything was falling apart…
I wiped away the tears, making myself breathe slowly, until I was almost all right.
I leaned my head on my locker, looking left out into the hallway. People coming and going…
I nearly had a heart attack when I saw Jake walk past me from behind. He turned to me, waving and then winking, indicating that I looked behind me. I knew what was coming… and slowly, I turned on my heels, looking around…
Straight at Marco.
"I'm sorry about before" he suddenly said, looking more sincere than I'd ever seen him.
"Um… I'm sorry too…"
"It was stupid. And… I don't want to do that again" he tried to smile. Didn't work out too well…
"I know. Same"
"Hug?" he opened his arms. I grinned.
"Hug" I affirmed, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him tight. He kissed my cheek, my forehead, my temple… he even lifted my hand and kissed it. I smiled, pressing my lips hard against his, almost grinning as he responded.
"Get a room"
We broke apart to see one of the snobs standing there, staring at us. I almost groaned, but held it in.
"Got a problem?" I said innocently.
"Yeah, the two of you"
"Go tell someone who cares" Marco said, then turned his attention back on me. We kissed for a while, and I heard the biach stomp off.
"So, dance Friday night. Whaddya say?" Marco asked me, still holding tight to me.
"Sure. Can't wait"
He gave that cheeky grin, and I just responded with one of my own.
I guess I'd have to make it up to Rachel later.
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