The weekend following the date was fairly slow. Becky and Matt hand a date everyday so hanging out with her wasn't a possibility. I thought about going up to Alexander's mansion. It's not his mansion any more though, I thought to myself.
Monday morning came much too soon. I overslept and barely had time to put on clothes let alone eat. I hurriedly brushed my teeth and put on deodorant. I put on a short plaid skirt with skeleton leggings and an As I lay Dying tank top. As I started to put on my make up I realized that I had to face Trevor for the first time after our date. For the first time after he kissed me. I looked at myself in the mirror and changed my top. I put on a blue and black corset that looked a little more like lingerie than a top. All of the sudden I heard a beep. Vaguely thinking it sounded different than normally I rushed out the door carrying my shoes. I suddenly stopped because I didn't see Becky's truck. No, I saw Trevor's car. He gave a little wave and I walked up to the passenger side window and stood there. He finally rolled down his window.
"Are you gonna get in or what?" He asked. I stared at him for a moment.
"Where's Becky at?"
"I told her that I would pick you up today. And tomorrow. And the rest of this week." He said totally confidently.
"And what if I don't want you too?" Even if I had convinced myself into thinking I liked Trevor on our date that didn't mean I was going to stay delusional. Trevor smirked.
"Well I 'spose you'll just have to get over it. But I think we both know that you want too." I glared at him for a moment and he smiled right back at me. Figuring I didn't need a reason to get in trouble at school I climbed in. It was clear to both of us I did it against my will.
"There ya go. Now let's hope we can get to school on time." Trevor said and patted my knee. I felt my leg tingle a little but I ignored it and stared out my window.
When we pulled into the parking lot we were still here a few minutes before bell and students were still hanging around the parking lot. Just then I had a horrific thought. People were going to see me and Trevor. They were going to see that Trevor drove me to school. Quickly I shook myself. Why the hell did I care? I wasn't some platinum blonde with security issues who need everyone's approval.
I gathered my things and Trevor was once again there opening my door. God, did he want everyone to see? Once again I told myself to stop acting like a Barbie. Trevor offered me his hand but I ignored it. People were staring at us, trying to see who Trevor's new girl was. Well, I have news for them, the first person to think that I was his ANYTHING was going to get a voodoo doll of them.
When everyone saw who was getting out of Trevor's car I swore I could here a collective gasp. I flashed everyone a glare and started towards the school Trevor didn't seem to notice everyone's reaction and just walked with me towards the school. Becky stood by my locker looking worried. No doubt she was wondering if I was going to be mad at her for letting Trevor pick me up. She was right, I was mad.
Trevor reached her before I did and flashed her a smile and said thank you. I glared at her but apparently she didn't notice cause she was smiling the most radiant of her smiles. Almost as if she'd done me a huge favor. Pshh, yeah, right that was so not a favor. A favor would be like taking me to Goth Topic and buying me the blackest thing there.
I started to work on the combination on my locker ignoring both of them. I gathered my books and started heading towards homeroom but someone grabbed the back of my arm causing my to drop every single book in my arm.
"What the heck was the for!" I yelled turning around ready to punch someone. And of course there stood Trevor, my lovely obsessive soccer snob. Not that he was mine just that he was my enemy. But he's really not my anything. Is he? No, no he isn't…I don't think…Well maybe, he did have pretty eyes. And he did kiss me and tell me he wanted to go on a date again. Did that make him my something?
"Oh, I'm sorry." Trevor quickly bent over to pick up my books but instead of giving them back to me he held them with his own.
"Whatever." I murmured.
"What were you just going to go to homeroom with out a good bye kiss?" He asked loudly enough for many people to hear. Not that I cared.
"Well, I wouldn't want to get your perfect skin messed up with my black lip gloss, no would I?" I said the last part sweetly but it was clear of my sarcasm.
"Oh you know I wouldn't mind baby." Ew, did he seriously just say that? That was more horrible than the thought of wearing pink. I started to walk away before realizing I didn't have my books. I continued walking barely missing a step deciding those useless books weren't worth it. Now had they been Anne Rice, that would've been a different story.
"Raven!" Trevor called. Why did he use my real name? I turned around. Trevor ran up beside me.
"I'll walk you to class." He said and with that he started towards my homeroom without giving me time to argue. With a sigh I followed wondering what the rest of the day would bring.