Catch Me Chapter Two
I stand at my locker and keep banging my head on the front. I keep getting weird looks from people, but right now, do I really give a shit? Someone comes up and approaches me. It's Nick.
"I heard about what Selena did to you."
I ignore him and keep hitting my head against my locker. I'm having a conversation with the hottest guy in school and this is all I do.
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go out for lunch or something this weekend, just to make up for what happened."
I look at him. "Why are you even talking to me? I'm a complete loser and you're a jock. Wouldn't Selena throw a bitch fit over this? And besides, that wasn't even your fault." I look at him once more before walking away. "And if you're wondering, it's a date." I yell back at him as I walk to my next class.
School was pretty much boring and sucked. Finally, school is out for the week. Tomorrow I've got my 'date' with Nick, and I have nothing planned on Sunday. My aunt's not home yet, so no dinner. I pick a movie off the shelf and put it in the DVD player. I scrolled trough the advertisements and main menu. The movie was fine until about mid-way. It just made me want to fall asleep, and so I did.
The sun shines in my eyes the next morning. I'm assuming Aunt left for work, since she's not here. I still have to take a shower and get ready before going out with Nick, and I only have about 2 hours. I walk into the hallway, grab some towels and head into the bathroom. I remove my shirt, and undergarments, and let my jeans fall to the floor. I step onto the mat on the floor in the bathtub. The water comes out of the shower head after turning the dial. I let the warm water trickle down my body. It feels great. I wash my hair with lavender scented shampoo and clean my body with body wash. The water rinses the soap off my body an in to the drain. I grab a towel off the rack and wrap it around my body. I grab my hair dryer and do my hair, and do my makeup. Once done, I walk across the hall into my room and pick a t-shirt and jeans out of the closet.
We sit across the table talking to each other with our plates of food in front of each other. He says something, I laugh. I say something, he laughs. I think this night may be a turning point for me.
"I really like you Miley."
"No. You don't you're just saying that because it's the nice thing I say.
"No—"
"Face it, it's true. You wouldn't look at me once since tonight. And all of this is just from pity."
"I guess that may be part of it, but sometimes I have this picture in my head that—I shouldn't be telling you about these things, you probably don't care anyways."'
"No, go on."
"Anyways, sometimes I can't picture us together, with you being a—"
"Complete loser and you being a jock? Is that what you were going to say?"
He just looked at me. I saw it in his eyes. It was true.
"I can't believe this," I said. I tossed my napkin onto the table, make my way through the scattered tables, and exit the building.
"Miley!" I could hear him calling after me. He followed me outside, grabbed my arms and pinned me to the wall of the building (we were on the side where no one can see us). I could feel the short, hot breaths he was taking, down my neck.
"Miley," he said. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just that it's not normal for people like us to be with each other."
"You meant everything you said, Nick. And you're just like everyone else. You have to stay within your social clique."
Nick's grasps on my arms tightened and his breathing became unsteady and quicker. "Miley," he said. He leaned in, pressing his lips against mine. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled for the space in my mouth. He begins to release the hold of my arms. He then runs his hands through my thick brown hair and grips on. I prop my arms on his shoulders. We both release taking in more air and lean back in. Nick then leans back and looks at me. "I don't know how many times I will have to tell you this, but I really, really, really like you Miley."
"I look back at him. If you were asking me out, I would say yes. But you have a girlfriend."
"Shit. What have I done?" He runs a hand through his hair. "I can't just go making out with every girl in the school. I'm sorry, but I have to go. I need to figure some things out. I'll talk to you on Monday."
"So you're just going to leave like that? How can you walk away from something like that?"
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't have done it in the first place. Bye."
"Bye."
After fifth period, I walk over to Nick's locker. He puts his things in his locker and then looks at me.
"About Saturday, I'm sorry. But, can we forget about what happened before anyone finds out? I had a great time, but Selena's my girlfriend, and I love her. Not you."
I sigh and walk away and head to my locker. I turn the dial and enter my combination numbers in. I throw all of my supplies in and slam it shut. I'm pretty much pissed right now. How could someone walk away after kissing someone and feeling that way? Guys do not make sense.
Someone turns me around and slams me against my locker.
"What do you think you were doing talking to Nick?" Selena said.
"Umm, nothing. It was nothing."
"Really, because word on the street is that he asked you out last weekend. Is it true?"
"Well, umm—"
She glared at me. She can see right through me.
"Did you two kiss or make out?"
I didn't answer. Her eyes filled with rage. She dropped her things onto the tile floor. He hand balled up into a fist. She held it up to my face and swung as hard as she could, hitting me in the jaw. She hit me again, but this time she hit me in the nose. I grabbed her shirt and pinned her to the floor. All heads turned. I punched her in the eye twice and the jaw once before she took control again. Practically the whole school was watching us. She punched me once more in the nose. A teacher found us and broke us apart. We were sent to the nurse, then the office. I sat in there while the principal called my aunt. Nick came in through the entrance of the office. He came over to me.
"Why did you do that?"
"The fight?"
He nodded.
"She found out from other people about us. So she hit me. And that's when it started."
"It's my fault for all of this anyway. How bad is the damage?"
"I have bruises, cuts on my face from her rings, and a fractured nose. They said it might be bad enough where I have to get surgery."
"That sucks."
Selena was called back to the principal's office. She glared at me. I looked back at Nick.
"Nick, I think it's better if we don't talk to each other. We should just stay with our social circles." When I said it, I knew I would regret it later. Tears formed in my eyes as Nick left the office.
A/N: So that's the end of the chapter! I thought it turned out pretty good. Some scenes didn't come out as planned, but oh well. I had a ton of ideas for this chapter so I made it a really long one so I didn't forget anything. I may not be writing anymore until about the beginning of April because I have a HECTIC schedule this coming month and March. I've got science fair, Destination Imagination competition, and I have a band Disney World trip at the end of the month. I hope you understand. :) Oh and my review goal is 4 or 5 since it's a longer chapter. Thank you for all of the other reviews. I appreciate them!