Chapter Eleven
I lost my laptop and it turns out my brother had it for the past one million years! He didn't even ask me! D: I put up my forefinger and started shaking head giving him some sassy attitude about how my fans were more important than his online poker account. Mmmhhhm. Anyways, I think my last reviewer was like a laptop detector because it was on my bed. I read the review off my iPod and BAM it was somehow there... I don't understand how it happened, it just did. . Thank you guest, you and your adorable puppy face pulled me back into this. :D Please don't hate me and keep reading!
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She stood with her hands on the side of her body, her lips slightly parted and her eyes wide. It was finally hitting her that Leon was single and they were indeed a 'thing' at his party. Would the football player remember? Would he blow her off and go back to Ada as if she hadn't done a thing?
A pair of arms swooped beside her, grabbing her arm and dragging her forward. The figure itself was none other than the beautiful Sherry Birkin with a huge smile that said how happy her best friend was to have a boyfriend. But that wasn't even the case. The real case was figuring out if that idiot of a man inside had made his decision whether he would blow Helena off or remain single and toy with her again. She needed to take charge, she needed to show that stupid jock that she was a woman who did not let any man run over her as he pleases.
Sherry pulled her along and Helena found herself following along with her own steps that increased to the same pace as her blonde friend. Helena manned up and took a deep breath, "Go big or go home." She said to herself for motivation, taking in another deep breath and releasing after a moment of standing in front of the doors.
"Are you two going in or what?" Leon asked, standing behind the two. Helena froze, watching Sherry beam a smile from the corner of her eye and nudge her. She had been waiting for this moment all weekend and here she was, in front of her crush. He poked Helena's hips, jabbing his forefingers into her gently, "What about you? Cat got your tongue?" She could feel his smirk from the tone he chose to use and it lingered. Helena turned to open her mouth and give him a piece of her mind but the bell went and so did he but before he left he whispered to her, "I'll be talking to you later, alone." It was serious; his tone was not one that said, 'I want to tell you that I like you.' It was more along the lines of, 'It's really serious and we will talk whether you like it or not.' He swooped by and nothing but the warmth of his breath against her ear remained. Her heart was left beating rapidly and her stomach filled with butterflies that didn't settle down til she sat down for communications.
A group project for the class was called and she was paired up with a couple of people she actually liked. Her group consisted of Sheva Alomar, Piers Nivans, Sherry Birkin, and two others she hadn't known at all but seemed pretty chill.
"Why don't we just use Mr. Cross's room? They're all in the library." Sherry said as she stood at the door of the library, looking at all the grade twelve's that scattered around the tables and laid along the floor in one of the corners. Mr. Cross had nodded, giving them personal permission from the library chair he sat at next to Rebecca who was doing homework. Helena dared not to look at the two and continued to the room where one student just happened to remain. Leon Scott Kennedy. He was writing on a piece of lined paper and had three paragraphs that were quite unreadable but somehow bearable for someone else to read. She took a seat in front of him, distracting him from his work.
"Working hard?"
He put his pencil down, "I was but I can take a break, three paragraphs in a half an hour? Who needs school?" He teased, looking at the brunette with a smile. She hid her face in her locks before turning to her group, who were watching intently, look away as if they were never watching to begin with.
"Hey! Billy actually left his markers out!" Sherry scrambled to the front, taking a black marker and drawing. Piers and Sheva did the same making a pretty picture while Leon watched and tapped his pencil on the desk. The other two members followed up and while they all had been pre-occupied the brunette leaned over and pressed her lips to his, taking her chances of being rejected behind everyone's back. Leon dropped his pencil and when she pulled away to go help the others draw on the bored he grabbed her wrist.
"Helena!" Sherry exclaimed, "Come on, you're the artist here!" He let her go, watching her join in a draw a pretty cartoonish and anime like picture of the teacher. His tattoo on his arm and everything that could resemble him was added to the picture as well. After a moment Leon stood behind her and put his hand on top of hers while drawing a significant piece of hair that definitely gave the teacher his looks as well. Helena felt his hand grip her hip with his fingers pushing the right amount of pressure to make it seem special. Her lips curved in a smile and she laughed.
"What?" he asked; confused to hear the girl who smiled so rarely and laugh only when she was around Sherry. It intrigued him to know what could have possibly caused her such happiness.
"Oh, it's nothing." She went silent, turning so her back was against the white board and their bodies faced each other, "Just a little happy…" she mumbled, slipping from his grasps and sitting on one of the front desks. They took turns taking pictures of the beautiful collage that took only ten minutes of their time. After that they began to start actually working on their group video project.
"I say we do a trailer of a video game or something, make our own little game up." Piers replied, "We'll just use extras and ask people to help." They just ranted on about ideas until the bell rang. Helena was second last until Leon pulled her back into the classroom, shutting the door and holding his hand next to her head with a slight smile on his lips.
"So, about Friday night… I was thinking about it and—
The door flung open and Helena fell to the floor while a mistress in red pushed him out to the hall where she knew to use to population of students against him because Leon hated looking like the bad guy, "I was just really drunk and he came on to me…"
"Then maybe—
"C'mon, I don't beg and I want you to know that it wasn't my fault. You were the one who never paid much attention to me anyways, I was drunk and lonely—
Helena grabbed Leon, putting him behind her and standing between the two, "Look. You cheated on him, drunk or not. If you understand one thing about anything it's drinking responsibly and controlling your emotions. I want you to understand one thing… Leon is mine and I have waited to damn long for my huge ass crush to be rejected once again by some cheating whore who would more than likely do it again." Helena watched her, her hands clenching tightly so her knuckles turned white. Ada glared, crossing her arms.
"Let's leave Leon to decide that." Helena turned her head, feeling the harsh blow from a dainty fist. Jake was right about Ada, she fought dirty. She returned with an even harder crush to her face, watching her slim figure hit the ground and groan.
"Oh shit." Helena panicked but Leon put his hand on her shoulder.
"You two, come to my office now." The principle had ripped Helena by her collar as well as Ada's, dragging them to the officer where they were thrown in seats away from each other. Helena hid in her sweater, waiting for her to tell them their punishment. This was the first time she's ever been in so much trouble. She sunk into the small wooden chair with a plush teal cushion that did not match with the blue fuzzy carpet. The principles desk was in the center of the room, neat and clear she had obsessive compulsive disorder. Everything was in a specific order on her desk from the pencils to her papers orders. Her chair was propped perfectly to a certain length and the leather looked completely unwrinkled and it was amazing she found time to do it but Helena heard that it was hard to control though.
She heard the door open after about twenty minutes; her father came in with a frown that said he was pissed off. Helena got up and followed behind him with her head down. Students watched and whispered, looking at the two pass. Her head rose to the sounds of someone hitting a locker. Her father had Leon pinned, their faces close and the scowl her father held even made Helena shiver.
"You ever fucking hurt my baby again and I swear to god the only thing you'll be seeing is from a vision this small." He motioned to his hand and she saw he was threatening to kick his ass, give him two black eyes, and make his life hell, "She's my princess, not someone you push over. Do you get it?"
"Yes sir." He looked at Helena but she shrugged. Leon understood exactly what he meant, he was allowing him to date her but warning him he was walking on thin ice. Now it was a matter of a fact whether her father scared him off or not. She followed after her dad, getting into the car and doing her seatbelt quickly, "Think I scared him?"
"I would think so… aren't you mad at me? I was in a fight."
"No, I got in a couple of scraps when I was your age too. I mean, we fought over girls rarely but it happened. I'm just a little disappointed you resorted to violence."
"She suckerpunched me! I was using my words and she just hit me so I punched her back."
"I'm supposed to give you heck so if anyone asks just say I did… I believe you, you're not one to fight unless it's self-defence. Just remember this, Helena. Today is different than it was back in the day, just be careful with who you fight because teenagers these days are terrible. I also mean to say good job. Harpers don't let anyone push them around." She felt good about the praise and she was sure Ada would leave her alone, she did give the harder punch to the over leather wearing woman.
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"Finally! Someone punched the bitch." Chris looked rather relieved as Helena took her seat with him, Leon, Jake, Sherry, Sheva and Piers. It was an odd group but they managed in the lunchroom, which threw off a bunch of clicks. Helena had taken a seat beside Leon, his arm going around her seat immediately. They weren't officially together but Helena was sure if he didn't tie the knot she would.
"Take it easy, Chris." Helena replied lowly to his enthusiasm, "That bitch dated your best friend. You should have a little decency towards her." She leaned back, looking at him. Leon looked satisfied, happy, but a little mischievous.
"I think that we should pretend that never happened." Leon turned to them, "We all make mistakes." Helena scooted her chair over, leaning her head on his shoulder. He gladly put his arm around her shoulders, knowing her friends and his friends we're smiling.
"So, are you two official? I mean, I have been waiting for this moment that you pick a girl who won't cheat, use you for popularity, or sex." Chris leaned forward, "She's as innocent as it gets, man."
"That's not for you to say." Helena mumbled, looking at him before looking to Leon, "Though I have liked you for the longest time."
"Guys, just drop it. It's not any of your businesses what I decide to do. I'll see you sometime after lunch." Leon whispered the last part to her, got up from his seat and turned out of the cafeteria. Helena watched him leave and as soon as the lunch doors shut they all looked at Helena.
"What? He knows I like him and I know he likes me. I can wait. It's not like I have anything better to do." She shrugged, taking a sip of her soda while the others just remained in awkward silence, "It's only awkward if you make it awkward so stop. You guys say anything else I'll hang you from the roof by your toes." She popped a grape in her mouth next, looking at her phone to Leon's apology.
After lunch she kind of got a little worried since his apology was the only text he sent her compared to every other day where they only stopped to sleep. Even the weather had felt her slight worry. The sky began to turn grey, covering the bright blue she was enjoying. The weather man did say there was a thirty percent chance of rain, though she gambled against the odds and didn't bring a sweater. Even her, sort of, boyfriend didn't speak to her so she couldn't get his jock sweater. 'Such a complicated boy.' She slammed her head on her desk, letting the pain disappear and fade into a tingly feeling. After the bell rang Sherry went off to her yearbook class and Helena stayed in her classroom for the break since her next class was in the same room she just stayed.
"You have no idea how hard it is to walk through the halls with all those students, they just build a wall or something!" Piers walked in with his backpack, taking a seat in front of her, "Anyways, want to see the tracks I made for the dance coming up at the end of the month? My group picked the songs and all I did was add a little bit of techno beats, made some of the songs into some cool remixes. It'll be really fun if as many people that signed up are still going." He put his laptop on her desk, motioning her to move closer since he forgot his headphones that are two separate speakers. She did so, holding one side of his one piece headphones and leaning in to listen to a version of a song he chose. Helena was actually surprised in how good he good blend a song in with sick beats.
"These are pretty good… You should definitely play this one though." Her head nodded to every beat, it was easy to follow, and very up to date. And she could probably guess this is the kind of music they play at clubs but there wasn't really a difference since some of the students would probably come wasted to the dance. She smiled and looked at him, although his stare was constant and a little awkward. He leaned towards her, pressing his lips to hers. She backed away, "What the hell are you doing!"
"I was wondering the same thing." Leon shook his head, turning his back. As soon as he was gone she turned to Piers, slapping him across the face as hard as she could.
"I thought you wanted Leon and me to get together too!" She grabbed her books, standing up so fast her chair fell back, "You better tell him that was you who came onto me!" Piers was scared, she looked pissed out of her mind as well and he knew immediately he passed the line… a line that tore up her chances of getting the same guy she has liked for so long but he couldn't help but let his feelings over react to her closeness.
Helena rushed out, following his specific jock jacket until he disappeared into a crowd of his team. Even though she got closer and closer his face wasn't in the mash of sport players. She refused to give up and continued to chase after him. And he was exactly where she expected he would be, he was sitting at the front entrance, looking at the rain that poured.
"You know just as well as I do that I wouldn't do that to you. And if you think otherwise this is not going to work. I have been waiting to damn long with this huge crush and I know you like me too."
"I'm putting too much expectation in asking you out. I want it to be perfect. Like in that movie with John Cusack where he holds the music box in the air, sing a song in front a many people while confessing how much I like you, or standing on the tip of a ship while you spread your arms in the wind." He was blushing so he hid his cheeks and looked away from her.
"Well, I do love John Cusack and Leonardo Dicaprio." She shrugged, "If you're going for cliché then you got it. It's raining." She smiled at him, holding her hand out to let her hand soak, "As much as you want it to be perfect there is no such thing as that." The rain was soft, if that was possible, it fell on her palms with such a delicate feel it left her taking her whole body into the rain, "Isn't this where we first met? You asked me if I was going in and I said that would involve socializing." Her lips never left that perfect smile she had, "You gave me butterflies the moment I saw you."
"You make it sound like it was long ago." He chuckled, his voice soft and nothing but a rumble.
"It feels like it was long ago, I had to go through a lot just to get you to look at me the way I look at you." She drew in a deep breath, gazing at him longingly. Leon smiled and joined her in the rain, allowing the rain to slowly wet his sweater, which he did in fact give to her, "I don't know but did you get taller over the past couple of months?" She realized as he stood next to her, his hand on her waist.
"I actually did! I'm like five ten but still not tall as Chris or Jake. They're giants." He shrugged, "I don't know, I feel like a kid for being proud of my height growth." They were both really nervous being with the other, their gazes would meet but one of them would look up at sky or down to the concrete beneath their feet, "Do you want be my girlfriend?"
"Yes." He pressed his warmer lips to her soft, cold, pink ones, brushing his hand over her soaked blushed cheeks as a smile remained on their faces and they laughed shyly to the other.
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NOT THE END. I feel the need to make things complicated. As usual. But I'm sorry. It was lost for so long I couldn't write. On the bright side I got a chapter up now than later? Dx Forgive me. Anywas, I'm almost at sixty reviews WHICH IS FREAKING AMAZING. Thanks to everyone who reviews. :) I'll try and have the next chapter up soon. I owe you guys that much and if I don't, my laptop, which is a notebook type, charger just doesn't want to charge sometimes. :( I can't wait to get a nice big and new laptop. R&R And if you all could, please review. It means a lot to me and I will more than likely write another LeonxHelena fanfiction. One shot or I might rewrite the game in a Helena x Leon point of view to the reader. Well, before I plan that I should finish this. Thank you once again so much.