It came across Friday now and it was a really slow day. I started thinking about my little encounter with Paul again even when I keep telling myself not to. I can't help it if I think he's so hot. Especially with his muslces waiting to be ripped through his shirt, his dark chocolate eyes, short cropped hair- Woah! Hold up! It's Paul! Used to be best friend, man-whore of the school. You hate him remember? Yeah...I hate him. I shouldn't be feeling like this towards him.
Emma and I got into the school, her wearing her short mini skirt and halter top with heels, me wearing my usual darkwash, ripped skinny jeans with splattered paint on it that couldn't come out of the wash, my white long sleeve shirt, and army jacket over top, with black, tattered old converses. Emma scoffed at my outfit when we reached the middle of the hall.
"Do you always have to dress like a guy?" She asked. "Do you always have to dress like your from a whore-house?" I asked back.
"Ugh. I do not. Believe it or not, guys actually like girls who wear these things."
"Actually they wouldn't like you personally, they'd just like your body." I retorded. "What's the difference?" She snapped and walked away.
I rolled my eyes at her and walked the other direction only to stop when Jared Thail was standing right in front of me.
"Can I help you?" I sighed. "Yes, actually you can." He said. "Well, what do you want?" I snapped. "Look, Janie. Stop with the ice cube act. This isn't you. May work on someone else but I know you well enough to know that it's not you at all. So cut the crap." He sighed heavily.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. "Okay then, what is it that you want Jared?" I asked him with fake sweetness. He rolled his eyes at me and said, "I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Yeah. I got that part. What did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"Just stay away from Paul." He said. "What?" I asked truly confused. "Why would I even want to go near him? I don't like him." I said.
"Well I'm just telling you anyway, Stay away from him. Okay?" He said rudely. His eyes looked as if it was giving me a challenging look but at the same time it looked as if he was demanding it.
"You can't tell me what to do!" I shouted which caused a few people to turn their heads and look at us. "What are you staring at?" I snapped at them and they turned back to their pointless conversations with their pointless friends.
"Just do it, Janie! Okay?" He said and stomped off, shoving people in the process. I stood there with my mouth open slightly, probably looking like an idiot and walked off to my first class wondering what in the hell his problem was.
Lunch came around and I was relieved because I was so hungry. I hadn't eaten breakfast because we were running late because Emma decided to take so long in straightening her hair...that's already straight!
I got my tray of food and sat down at a table alone. It was my usual routine and I didn't really care. I had a book with me so I was fine. But, I knew some people looked at me with pity, others snickering at me and making comments. Whatever.
"Umm excuse me, but can I sit here?" asked a timid voice. I looked up to see a short Quileute girl looking at me behind her glasses. "My name is Michelle and I'm new here so I don't really know anyone."
I nodded my head, "Sure, No problem." When she sat down I said, "I'm Janie Harlow. I'm giving you a head's up, you probably don't want to be seen sitting with me because I'm supposedly temperamental, don't have any friends, and one of the biggest loseres in the schoo. Not that I give two flying shits." I smiled at her innocently. She laughed and said, "Don't worry. I have no intentions of being the Queen bee of this school. In fact, I think you're pretty cool already."
"I like you." I said with a friendly smile. "I like you too." She said and we both laughed.
"So any heads up about this school?" She asked me. I swallowed before sarcastically saying, "Oh yeah. Where do I begin?"
She chuckled and I said, "I guess you don't really have too much to worry about except those stupid jocks and cheerleaders then I guess you'll be fine." I shrugged.
"Who are the jocks and cheerleaders?" She asked. I pointed to the La push "gang". Paul's group. They called themselves the Protectors. So stupid. "Them. Names being Paul, Jared, Embry, Jacob, Quill, Seth, Brady and Collin. Cheerleaders being Lauren, Jessica, Stacy, Mallory, Alana and Rachel. Biggest bitches in the school, biggest dicks in the school."
"That sucks. They're all sooo hot though! Why is it always the beautfiul people who have to be the most ignorarnt ones?" She pouted.
I laughed and said, "I know, right? Whatever. I don't like them, they don't like me. Especially the ass, Paul."
"Ohh... Paul." She taunted with a smile. I felt my cheeks grow hot and red and she started laughing even more. "Shutup. I don't like him!" Although, I was trying to convince myself more. "You so do." She smiled.
"Whatever." I shook my head slowly and felt as if someone was watching me. I looked up and saw Paul about 6 tables down looking at me. As soon as my eyes met his he glared and turned the other direction to his friends.
The bell rang and we both got our stuff ready and headed out the halls. "What's your next class?"
"Uhh...AP chemistry with ." She answered. "I have that class, too!" I said.
"Yay!" She clapped. We laughed and headed towards the class.
That night at dinner we were talking about pointless things when my dad mentioned that we were invited to the bonfire at the beach. I dropped my fork and shouted, "What? Why?"
He must have been startled with my response because he said, "Uhh... why not? why?"
Emma sighed heavily and said, "Oh, you know Janie. She's got a problem with Paul and Jared." I kicked her from under the table. "Ow!" She said clutching on to her leg. "Sorry. Foot slipped."
"Girls." My dad said sternly. "Enough. Now, we are going to this bonfire tonight whether you like it or not because I haven't seen my friends in a while and I would like to catch up with them. Okay?"
I sighed and Emma clapped. "Yay! I get to see hot boys again!"
"Kill. Me. Now." I muttered.