Point of views ----Ch.6
author note sorry it has taken so long! school started and i got sick- and then i wasnt surehow the next chapter would go. But now i have a good plot. so tell me how ya'll like this chapter. i'll hopfully get the next one out soon.
Wednesday, February 12th
It was that time of year again. The school's pale walls were covered with red and pink heart decorations. High school love was in the air. This Friday would be the annual Valentines Day Dance. And things had gotten ugly since the first of the month. The "hunt" had begun for the perfect date and dress. While the majority of the females worried if they would get asked, find the dress, and get a carnation on Friday, the males worried on who to ask. Except for a few. In the rush of the holiday's excitement, two events were over looked. First, Saturday after the dance was the Basket Ball State Championship, and the 9th street team had made it. They would be playing the game at a neutral location, the state college gym, College State University (I couldn't come up with a good name- but you get the picture). Secondly of all, 9th street was playing host to an important event known only to a selected few, the Eisenhower Jr. Genius Science Fair. And Gretchen was participating in it.
The bell rang and the once silent hallways were filled with the noise of students. As Gretchen walked down the stairs, she started to replay the events that had happened just days before. She had been very secretive of her science fair project. True, she did win every year in the school's science fair, but this was no ordinary science fair. This was completely separate from the school and only the students in the top 1 in the state could compete. And these students took winning extremely serious. She had decided to join, only when the committee offered a grand prize of 30 grand. Sure her family had money, but it was the title she wanted.
She went to the gym, only to find her AP chem. class still setting up the tables. Her teacher had offered the students extra credit to set up for the science fair- and to see the star pupil kick brainy butts. Gretchen walked to the judges table to see the great masters of Science. She looked over the schools that would be attending. "So, are you gonna cream the competition yet again ?" Vince asked from behind her. "Why yes. I do believe I will win. I'm pretty sure that the medal will look quite nicely among the rest on my shelf. "So, um…" Vince started awkwardly, becoming so unlike the normal relaxed person that he was. Why was he acting so strange all of a sudden? "Um, I was wondering….. If you could do me a some-what big favor. You see, several cheerleaders were under the impression that I was going to take one of them to the Valentine's Day Dance." He spit out. "And I wonder where they got that idea!" Gretchen smiled; she knew Vince was a flirt with the female population at school. "Ha… yes, well…… my intentions were to ask some one else- my best friend, who's name starts with a 'g' and has red hair. But I know its kinda last minute, so I would totally understand if she didn't want to go." He finished fast, with a look of doubt, terror, and stupidity all written across his face. Like a deer in the head lights. Gretchen thought to herself. "Now Vince, what girl in her right mind would ever pass up an invitation to be your date for the evening? I would be very happy to have you as my date." Instantly a wave of relief washed over Vince. "Thank you so much! You will not regret this! I'll come pick you up at your door, with flowers and every thing! I'll be the perfect gentlemen."
All this had been seen by Bob. As she had entered the gym, he got distracted and dropped his end of the table. Vince walked over and both of them started to talk. He was pretty sure what was going on. She was going to say yes to Vince. This bothered him. But why should it? He had never planned on asking her to be his date. Heck, he already had a date. But still. His parent's conversation the day before came back to him. He truly did have a crush on her. He knew, but didn't want to admit it to himself. But he knew. His heart beat would speed up when she entered the room. He would lose his concentration, and his eyes would wonder over to her. Her red hair would rest around her shoulders, catching the sun- making it seem as if she was glowing. At times he would say he needed help in class just so she could lean in closer to him. When? He asked himself. He tried to remember. Some where back in 6th grade. His dream had come back to him. When she helped him see what he could not. It seemed as if it happened over instant, when she sat by him on the muddy play ground. Since then he had his crush. Sure he never really acted upon it. How could he? He was King Bob and she was just a fourth grader. He couldn't really do anything in Jr. High. But now he was a senior and she was a sophomore. It wasn't such a big deal now. But part of him was shallow. This part of him wasn't so sure about liking her in the first place. How could he captain of the basketball team every even like her, Miss Science Fair Queen? On the contrary, another part told him that all didn't matter. Beauty was in the eye of the beholder. So what if he liked her. So what if he thought of her almost all the time. That didn't mean that he would tell her, and that they would date.
It was only till 1:30 did they announce the winners. Gretchen had won 1st. She was greeted by her friends, who hugged her. They knew she would win, but they didn't realize how much money she was getting! After school, she went with Spinelli to find dresses. They tried ever store in the mall, until they found the right one. Spinelli found a black strapless with red and pink flowers on the front, not to girly she had said. While Gretchen got a spaghetti strapped, white dress with small pink flowers that started on the bottom and went up. It had a lacy layer over it, which moved and flowed along with the movements of the person wearing it. Every thing was set. Well, almost. Spinelli was not going with TJ. He had said that he really didn't need a date. She got mad at him and punched him in the arm.
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