I walked into school about a week later. Günther had been harassing me all week. I was starting to lose it. I hated it. Why did he never leave me alone?
As usual, he was waiting for me by the door. "Hey C—" He started to say, just like every single day before. I cut him off this time. I was so not in the mood to deal with him. I'd been woken up that morning by Flynn dumping cold water on my bed. And that was the last straw.
"What the hell, Günther? What do you want?" He smiled. I glared back. Does he think this is a game? If so, it's not a good one. I hate it! Why won't he stop?
"I want to talk to you." I kept walking. I didn't care what he had to say. I was livid. "CeCe wait up." He whined.
"Fine, why have you been trying to talk to me non-stop? Enough! Get it through your head. I. Don't. Really. Like. You . " Just then, Skye Sweetnam's song started going through my head:
I know what you're trying to do
Make me fall for you
Oh why
I'd like you to leave
And leave me alone
Everywhere I go,
You'll always be there,
Try to give you hints to leave
(But it's like it came of the other ear)
I don't care what you do
I don't care about you
I don't care get a clue
Cause I don't really like you, I don't really like you
You and your friends are dense
You don't make any sense
It's all at your expense
Cause I don't really like you, I don't really like you
That is definitely Günther's song.
"Just one date, CeCe. Just one. Then you can go back to hating me." I hung my head. That was what I was trying to avoid. Besides, he already blew it with me, when he humiliated me at the dance, back when we were actually dating.
But….
"Fine. One date. " I told him. "But after that, stop stalking me."
"Not if you like it." He teased.
"Yeah. Like that's going to happen."
"So, how does 7 sound?"
"Sure." I said smiling, like I actually wanted to go on a date with him, but once he left, I turned around to leave the crime scene of murder of free will and common sense, I wore a grimace.
At 7, I was nervous. What if he was going to stand me up? What if this was all a prank? I didn't put in beneath him to do that. But when I opened my door and found him standing there leaning against the doorframe holding a box of chocolates and some flowers, I started to relax. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as the last time with him damaging my pride and me being upset. Anyway, I hoped.