I'm really sorry for the super long wait. You see, I am like exploding with different ideas for like a thousand different stories so, stupid me, I posted 4 at 1 time! Anyways, I just finished 1, and I'll be done with another by next week so you'll be sure to get faster updates. Pinky promise! Haha…..
Anyways….
Chapter 5: Secrets Revealed
"Stella! Dinner!" Melanie called
I ran downstairs, taking my usual seat at the table, between Melanie and Sammy, and across from Brandon.
After being under Brandon's bed for a good 2 hours, my back was pretty sore. When I was under there I….dare I say it….I saw an old pair of his boxers. It still puts me through pain just thinking of it. Like umm…gross dude!
"Stella, something wrong? You're sitting in a weird way" My father said
"Oh…that….well, the girls and I were playing volleyball and well, Layla spiked" I said, eyeing Brandon. Don't get me wrong, that is like a totally believable story because well, Layla's an athlete…I'm an artist…basically, I do NOT do sports.
"And clutzy strikes again!" Sammy said, knuckle pounding Brandon.
I glared
"What am I, the NFL? Do you guys watch me? Bet on me?" I asked
They just looked at each other and shrugged
"Or is it that you guys have noting else better to do with your lonely," I said putting my hand on Sammy's shoulders
"Sad lives" I finished
Brandon chuckled
"That really doesn't burn much coming from you" Brandon said
I struck my tongue out
"Oh how mature" Brandon said
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say smart guy" I said
When our parents weren't looking, Brandon stuck out his tongue
Melanie came out of the kitchen, holding an ice bag.
"Here sweety, why don't you rest that on the bruise" Melanie said
I took it from her, thanking her.
"Your fault" I mouthed at Brandon
"Don't care" He mouthed back
"Stella, why don't you come and help me bring out the dinner" Melanie said getting up from the table again
"Of course" I said with a smile, getting up.
"I'm not sure that's the…best, idea. I mean, her being…her and all" Sammy said
"You're mean" I said as I passed him
I helped Melanie bring out the chicken and potatoes. I also brought out the string beans, and the rolls.
"Tada" I said to Sammy, sitting down
"Wow, impressive. You can take something from the kitchen, and walk 3 feet to the table. She should get an award!" Sammy said sarcastically
I frowned, turning to my food.
"So, Stella, when are going to bring your friends over again?" Melanie asked
"I don't know, whenever they want I guess" I said
"I was just wondering because I really enjoy them being here. We never really get any girls around here" Melanie said
"What do you mean?" I asked
"Brandon's never had a girlfriend, so…"
"Mom!" Brandon screamed, jumping up in his seat
I opened my mouth in amusement. This is gonna be fun!
"Brandon's never had a girlfriend? Oh this is rich!" I screamed laughing
"Oh and how many boyfriends have you had, oh great one?" Brandon asked, raising his eyebrows
"Well…ummm…"
Truth is, I've never had a boyfriend before.
"Surprise, surprise, big mouth over there doesn't appeal to men" Sammy said sarcastically
"Do too! And besides, I'm not the captain of the football team, now am I?" I said with an evil grin
"Stella, what are you…"
I took my phone out my pocket
"Who shall I tell first? Oh I know, I can just forward it to everyone!" I said
"Stella…" Brandon said moving toward me
"Hey everybody! Guess what. Brandon Shields has NEVER, and I mean never had a girlfriend!" I said, pretending to type on my phone.
Brandon walked closer to me
"Stella, give me the phone" Brandon said
"That must mean he's never even kissed anybody!" I said, continuing to type
"Stella, give me the phone" Brandon said
I began to walk backward, up the stairs with Brandon following before me
"Stella, give me the phone!" Brandon screamed, suddenly running at me
I began to run away.
"Pressing send in 3, 2…ooooppppppmmhhhh!"
Brandon jumped on me, pinning me down. Damn his stupid strength! He leaned on top of me, my arms pinned down onto the floor. I couldn't help but stare up into his eyes. My heart began to thump, thinking about the position I was in.
Earth to Stella! You're in a fight right now!
I looked to the other side of the hallway where my phone was, realizing Brandon hadn't realized I dropped it.
I quickly pulled my arms free, wiggling out o his grasp and breathlessly crawling, or rather scurrying over to the phone
"Not so fast!" Brandon said, pulling me back by my feet
"ahhh!" I screamed, not out of being scared, more out of the feel of the moment
Brandon jumped for the phone, desperate to hide his secret.
He reached for it, only knocking it straight into my hands. I smiled evily.
"And sen…" I was cut of by the feel of warm lips to mine
Ummm…is he kissing me? I opened my eyes. Holy flips, he is kissing me! Hi hand began to move down, then he yanked the phone out of my hands!
We broke apart and I looked at him shocked.
"You keep my secret, I keep yours" He said
"What secret?" I asked half confused half dazed from the kiss
He went into his pocket and pulled something out. When I saw what it was, my eyes flew opened. No. Freakin. Way. This cannot happen. Holy freakin mother of cheese. He..he cant!
"Where did you find that?" I asked snatching the envelope out of his hands.
"On your desk" Brandon said
"Why were you in my room!" I asked, getting angry
"No one knows about my secret and I wont tell people about your big crush on me" Brandon said, glaring
I glared back
"I really hate you, you big stupid son of a…"
"Child in the room" Sammy said walking between us
I looked from Brandon to Sammy, then back at Brandon. I glared one last time then turned around and went straight to my room.
I slammed the door behind me.
I ripped that stupid letter open and through it down at the floor. I started to stomp on it, then I went to my table and took my stupid geometry book and slammed it down on top of it. I wish I ever wrote you! I wish I never felt anything for Brandon! I wish…I wish…
I looked down at the letter, the small letters perfectly clear to me.
Dear Brandon,
I have been in love with you for quite some time now. I'm not exactly what you call bright, and I know that you probably like that in a girl. How couldn't you, you're the smarted guy in this school! I know this is kind of cliché, and I'm sure there's probably thousands of girls wanting to go out with you, and I mean why would you pick me out of all of them. I just want to talk to you…like, face to face. I hope you could think of me..the way that I think of you. Love,
Stella Solaria
I wrote that a few months ago. Before I was living with him, before everything. 2 seconds ago I felt his sweet warm lips against mine, my life long dream! It was all just a set up. It was so his secret could stay just that, a secret. It may not have felt real to the jerk, but it felt real to me! God I hate him! God I hate that Brandon Shields! The worst part is, the more I hate him, the more I know that I am truly and deeply…
In love with him.
