Chapter 4 – The Green Eyed Monster
"She is amazing," Aonghus said to Amanda, reliving the event. "Do you know this girl? Lara?"
"Yea, I have heard of her," Amanda said, "I think she is that one girl that was in the color guard."
"I didn't really pay attention to the color guard that much," Aonghus said, "but I'm gunna now." Amanda stuck out her foot and tripped Aonghus. "OW!"
"Oops. Sorry," Amanda said. "You ok?" she asked, reaching out her hand to help him up.
"Yea," Aonghus said, scratching his head. They walked into their history class barely making the bell. This was the only class of the day the two of them had together.
"So today," Mrs. Kaleb said, "We will be starting with Rome." Aonghus leaned forward to whisper in Amanda's ear.
"Hey. Do you see that sign on Mrs. Kaleb's back?" The two of them laughed to each other. The sign on their teacher's back read 'Hello. My name is Velma', which is basically true. The teacher did have a striking resemblance to Velma of Scooby-Doo.
"Hey," came the voice of the person next to Aonghus. He turned to his left to talk to Angela, the girl who sat next to Aonghus last semester in his English class.
"Yea Angie?" he asked.
"I heard you had a good time with Lara after school," she said, more as a question meaning, what went on.
"Yea, well, all we did was talk, but wait," Aonghus said, half-smiling, "you're good friends with her?"
"I'm in her bio class,"
she said, brushing that aside, "but she said something about a
Blues Brothers dance."
Aonghus looked down and smiled. "Soul
Man, that's my all time favorite song." Amanda rolled her
eyes, remembering the first time she saw Aonghus do that.
"Well, you made an impression," she said. Aonghus smiled to himself. "So where doe she normally sit for lunch?"
Amanda
couldn't believe what she was hearing. "WHAT?" she shouted
out, before Angela could answer. Mrs. Kaleb gave her a look. "-
was the last thing you said about Caesar?" she said, trying to
save her self. Aonghus
laughed.
In
the hall, just after the bell rang for the end of the day
"Are you really going to sit at her table from now on at lunch?" Amanda asked Aonghus, the question that had been bugging her all last class.
"No, at least not all of lunch. I figured I would sit there until I go get my lunch, and then I go eat at your table."
"Oh," said Amanda, looking down. "That's not bad then."
"Look I got to get my books from my locker, then, I have band practice, so after practice I will stop by the press room and help you out ok?"
Amanda
nodded her head and Aonghus walked down the hall. Amanda hated the
masculine mind right
now.
After
Band Practice, in the Press room
"Yea, so you know her?" Aonghus asked Jess, who went with Aonghus into the press room.
"Ok, enough with Lara." Jess said, going to a desk and pulling out her laptop. The laptops were so slow. The school had a new idea this year. All the incoming freshmen and sophomores got laptops, but they were a pain in the ass. Something went wrong with them at least once a month. It was a ritual.
Aonghus went over and sat down at his newly permanent desk. Seems that the guy that had his spot lst week decided to quit the paper, making the staff short-handed. Aonghus was the only one Amanda could get to fill in. Aonghus decided to get in and write better stories than "The New Basketball Floor" and wrote about the kids in the school instead. That way, some people would actually take a look into the paper, looking to see if they were written about. Right now, he was doing Natalee, the girl with the paint can in her locker. That way it could be shown how much of an ass Jeff was. Also, the other kids in school could write back about what they thought about last week's kid. He thought it would be a great idea. Amanda didn't.
"Common! Trust me it is a great idea, and people will respond," Aonghus pleaded with Amanda. "As long as you post on the front page, New 'Student of the Week' section, people will love it."
"Fine, whatever you say, but if it doesn't work out so well, then you can forget it."
"Deal," Aonghus said, shaking her hand. "Hey! Next week can we do Lara!"
"I have to go make copies," Amanda said, avoiding the question.
"OK! I'll come with you," Aonghus said, standing up.
"No, I wouldn't want to take you away from Lara Drooling time," she said.
"Huh? No, its ok I'll just-"
"I won't take no for an answer," Amanda said back, pushing Aonghus back into his seat. She left the press room, infuriated, made copies and came back.
She stood in the door way and couldn't believe her eyes.
"Yea, well I'm in the press because my best friend is the editor, and she asked me if I could fill in for someone, so I agreed. I mean she is my best friend," Aonghus said. "But I didn't know you were in the press, Lara."
"Yea, well-" Amanda didn't want to hear it. She left to doorway and walked back into the copy room. She broke down on the floor and cried.
