IMPORTANT: This chapter is dedicated to the anonymous reviewer called "Whatever"; I would really appreciate it if you read my little message at the end of this chapter.
I spun around in my chair, in surprise and alarm. A grin made its way on to my face as I saw Chace standing behind me. I got up and hugged him, without a second thought. After a short second, he wrapped his arms around me. We stood there for like a minute or two. Probably longer if someone had not cleared their throat behind us.
I immediately let go of Chace and turned around to see everyone looking at us. I bit my lip and flushed, slowly, sliding into my seat. Chace made Landon sit somewhere else, since Landon usually sat next to me.
Throughout the class, Chace held my hand under our desks. I was all smiles.
But I couldn't help but let my mind wander off to think about that blue- eyed guy. And thinking about him made me feel strange, like I didn't belong… here.
Like I belonged somewhere else… with someone else.
But I just shook the feeling. Fearfully, thinking that I was going insane by being paranoid all the time. Science flew by pretty quick and so did french, except there were the usual remarks, rumors and gossiping from the majority of the girls in my classes. A couple girls were practically burning holes in my back. Thank God, they didn't have lasers shooting out of their eyes.
For recess I headed over to my locker a bit early and saw Aaron standing there. I sighed, annoyed.
"Didn't you learn your lesson?" I snapped, twisting in my combination for my locker and yanking it open.
"Hey, I just wanted to apologize. I feel really bad." He confessed. I rolled my eyes.
"That's sweet, Aaron. It really is and you could go now." I said, dismissively. He sighed, heavily.
"I just wanted to tell you one thing." He said. I looked at him, knowing that annoyance was clearly plastered on my face.
"What?" I asked. He looked around, nervous. It seemed like he was afraid someone might overhear him. He seemed scared.
"I think something is off with those new guys" I was about to interrupt him, when he raised a hand to stop me. "I know you might not believe me, but it's just the way they look at girls, especially nowadays you. As is you're… I don't know. But it's not normal. I swear, Sofia. Be careful around them." He finished, looking at me, concerned.
I didn't say anything, I just thought of what he had said. It was true, that something was off with them. I could feel it when I was around them. Everyone felt sort of intimidated by them.
"I will, don't worry about it." I said all traces of harshness gone from my face and tone. He opened his mouth to say something, but all the students started filing in the locker area.
"I'll talk to you some other time, okay?" he asked. I hesitated, what if those lame rumors started flying, again?
"Sure." I said. He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes this time. He waved goodbye and walked away, while I turned to my locker and grabbed my books for my next lesson. The whole day passed by pretty fast. And at the end of the day, Samantha and I grabbed our stuff and we headed over to the girls' bathroom to change.
I changed my uniform and put my shirt and skirt on. I got out of the cubicle and went over to the mirror to put on some makeup.
"Are you done?" I called out to Samantha.
"Yeah, just a second." She replied and got out of her cubicle a minute later. Wearing a blue skinny jeans and a red tube top with a white vest on top. She looked cute but…
"What are doing? Representing the American Flag?" I joked. She glared at me and then looked panicked.
"What? Does it really look like it?" I studied her for a second. Laughing, I shook my head. She still looked unconvinced.
"Can we change clothes? Please-"She stopped talking. I snickered.
"Took you long enough to figure it out." I teased, gesturing to my own white t-shirt.
"Oh God, Landon's going to think I'm so stupid!" She wailed. I rolled my eyes. I threw her a look and she just sniffled and followed me out of the bathroom. I stepped out of the bathroom and offered Samantha to wear my hot pink hoodie but she declined. I shrugged and threw it on over my shirt.
Then we went outside to find the boys. We found them leaning against their cars. And to my surprise I found Spencer and Michael there, too.
"Finally! We were about to send Landon inside the bathroom to check on you guys. We thought you got lost." Chace teased us. Landon, who was looking extremely offended, smacked Chace on the head. I smirked while Samantha giggled. I shot her a "Wtf?" look, while she kept on giggling.
Everyone stared at her while she was clutching her side, doubling over with laughter. I glanced at her and then walked over to Chace's car and stood next to him.
He pulled me towards him and snaked an arm around my waist, pressing me against him. To tell you the truth I didn't mind, but this gesture was a bit too intimate, right now.
"Is she okay?" Chace whispered in my ear. I suppressed a shiver as his cool breath hit my bare skin.
"I honestly don't know." I murmured to him. He chuckled and leaned in so his mouth was inches away from my neck. He nuzzled my neck with his nose. I closed my eyes in discomfort.
Honestly, this movement of his, made me think of a dog that nuzzled your foot. So, the mental picture I was having was of a dog's.
After a couple of painful minutes, Samantha recovered and Landon took her to his car and we all got on the road towards the bowling arena, which was like 15 minutes away. During our ride, Chace and I had made small conversation, which included him telling me that Michael and Spencer had decided to "Crash our date, because they have nothing better to do with their lives." I just nodded. Soon we reached our destination and we all got out of our cars and I consciously stretched my arms out and Michael walked over and winked at me.
"What have you got under there?" He asked, with a sly wink. I looked at him and said;
"Please, be quiet. You are giving me headache."
Yes, I was rude sometimes.
Chace gave Michael a pointed look before we all walked inside. We bowled for a while and then the boys had found a pool table and had excitedly jogged over to it. I stayed with Samantha, though I hadn't bowled at all throughout the afternoon, I decided to try it.
I got up, placed my coke on the table we were occupying and then grabbed a bowling ball and walked over to front when I bumped into someone.
"Oh! I'm so sorry." I apologized. She turned around and I was momentarily surprised. She was gorgeous. Long, maroon colored hair twisted into a thick braid that was slung over her shoulder. And perfect features, she had beautiful almond- shaped grey eyes and her lips were painted bright red, she was wearing black, leather pants and a red leather jacket with heels.
"Oh, don't you worry about it." She chirped. I grinned at her and I was just about to leave when she stopped me by reaching out a hand for me to shake.
"I'm Rhea." She announced.
"I'm Sofia." I replied, shaking her hand.
"Aren't you hot in that sweater?" She asked, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow. I shook my head.
"No, actually I'm not." I said. She opened her mouth to say something else when Chace came up behind me.
"Sofia-"He stopped, suddenly. His face turning ugly with a disturbed expression on his face. Rhea glared at him.
"Leech, did your lunch for today?" She asked, innocently. I frowned.
"That's none of your concern, is it, Rhea? Sofia come one, let's go." Chace spat, coldly. My frown deepened. They knew each other? If they did, why were they so unfriendly towards each other?
"It was lovely meeting you, Sofia." She grinned at me and shot another dirty look in Chace's direction then disappeared. I blinked.
"Okay, what just happened?" I asked, confused. Chace just shook his head, though he was still glaring at the spot where that girl had disappeared, looking pissed off.
*******OKAY, so I posted a bit early because I wanted to let someone know something.
Dear anonymous reviewer called Whatever,
Here are the reasons why I am late in updating new chapters;
1. My health has been quite an issue for these past months, and I've been forced to go to the doctor a lot.
1. I have school and I want to do good in it that's precisely why I attend it.
1. My life has kind of been hectic, and it's quite hard to deal with right now.
The reasons why the story may seem "boring" to you are;
1. If you are reading a book or a story, one thing you NEED is Patience.
1. This story requires time. It is a long one, so it may seem boring to you but I promise all the wait and the boringness will be worth it.
And a person who writes a story will always want to know what other people think about it. And I know that this "Whatever" person was giving me feedback. But you could have said it in a nicer way, please.
And what's wrong with me asking for reviews? And I'm not complaining, theoretically you are. One thing an author needs is Inspiration and Encouragement. And I want to make one thing crystal clear.
You don't like my story? You find it boring? Don't read it.
If you hadn't reviewed, anonymously I wouldn't have had to write all this I would've sent you a private message , but you did. And I have to say I was hurt and discouraged by your message. You should have thought about what kind of circumstances I in was before saying that. And I am sorry if i said something that hurt you, i am just defending myself.