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Chapter 3: Normal
"The whole thing with an autograph is to get a something to remember from your idols right? I don't want to be that. I don't want to be an idol to you or Cat or Tori, I just want to be your friend and be a normal dude. If I give her an autograph I'll never get that." I explained.
Andre seemed to understand, which I was grateful for. "You know what? That's actually legit. But Cat deserves that explanation, come with me at lunch break."
"You're right. I will, got to get to class now."
After that episode I actually had my first classes as a Hollywood Arts students, to be honest they were a bit weird, but I liked them, they weren't that boring. Although everybody knows I'm not here to actually learn, or to become an actor for that matter, if this season didn't end with a state title that would be a major disappointment.
After leaving class I saw the goth who this morning was chasing those two teammates stepping angrily towards me with another pair of scissors on her hand.
"Just who do you think you are?" Her aggressive tone surprised me; it wasn't something people used with me much anymore, although if I'm sincere, I had seen much worse. I drew a big smile on my face and answered.
"Allen Dexter, quarterback and occasional model. Number 1 prospect for the class of 2017 and history's most coveted high school player. How can I help you?" The sarcasm I used was sharp as a blade.
"Yeah, actually you can. I just want you to stop messing around in MY school." There's when I understood that she right there was probably one of those people who used intimidation and bullying to get the respect of those who surround her. Just like my old friend Ventura would do back in Canada. Oh Ventura… I was going to miss that sucker. Although she acted like him, this girl had something very different of that of Ventura. She wasn't cute, but instead she had that aura of dangerous hotness to her… That's when I realized that everything we see on TV is true and most Californian girls are hot, especially that girl Cat. But then again, why didn't nobody told me that California bullies were that hot? Actually, this girl looked like Mary, the best friend I've ever had: both had pale skin, dark hair, big clear eyes… and two really good reasons not to look at them. What? You didn't that just because I had met a perfect girl I was suddenly going to stop being a teenage playboy right? Anyway, I decided to switch focus from her assets and focus my thoughts on our conversation.
"Oh and why should I? Who are you exactly…?"
"I'm Jade West and you should really not mess with me nor make my best friend cry!" Wow… first day and we already have ourselves a broken heart… That's a new record right? That's got to be a new record…
"Oh I'm really sorry… And who it is that I've hurt?" Yep, I was feeling pretty sarcastic because the truth is, I didn't really cared about what she was telling me.
"Cat Valentine, and you better apologize to her and get her a friggin' autograph our you'll regret it."
Allen you are dumb. You finally see a girl that makes you consider her feelings and you mess up on the very first day. And because you are so darn awesome you'll try and solve this the hard way right? Really you are just the best (NO!).
"Wait, by Cat you mean petite, red-headed, really cute and moody?"
"No shit Sherlock! Of course I'm talking about that! And how did you found out she is a moody one? How, by making her cry for a whole day?"
Yeah, I'm dumb.
"Okay… so please hear this. I've already talked to Andre about this and I'll talk to her at lunch break."
"Understood. Look, I really don't know what you are going to say, or care about it for that matter, but it better be good, and she better be happy by today's end."
Immediately after that I started searching for Andre, hoping that he'll lead me to the table where Cat and the rest of his friends are.