Woot! I got this out before school starts, yay! lol.
thank you XxRxX for my third review, and yes he is! Thats how it was in the movie, lol.
and thanks to WaterFairy7674 for my fourth, I'm glad you like the story! ^-^
Enjoy, and RnR! xD (its a little rushed, there might be a few mistakes)
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Cornelia was on a mission. With her history book tightly clutched in her arms, she marched through the heavily packed hallway to find Caleb. Her face was still numb from gym class, and she barely managed to avoid people who pestered her about it. She made it to the lobby, where she found her 'shining' knight near the tables, talking to his basketball team.
"Caleb?" She asked, tugging the sleeve of his shirt. "Can we talk?"
"Oh, uh, sure." He answered. Waving off his boys, he caught up to Cornelia's pace with a worried face.
"Something wrong babe?"
They stopped in a more private section of the lobby, where Cornelia leaned against a pole. "Some loser in PE said they went out with you," She accused. She tried to keep an angry face, but he was already starting to work his magic.
"Really?" He replied, offended. "And you believed them?"
"No!" Cornelia answered almost automatically, and then backtracked. "I mean, I don't know. You can't have a girlfriend..."
"Basketball season. But -" He leaned over her, using one hand to support himself. "If I could... you know who it would be." Caleb glanced over his shoulder before leaning into Cornelia for a kiss.
The cheerleader currently forgot her anger when he pulled away, and smiled helplessly at him.
"You can't listen to those girls. I mean, I think they're just jealous of what we have. We share something special..."
Cornelia hung on to his every word, while in the back of her mind wondering why she ever doubted him anyway. He was so sincere with his words, how could she not trust him?
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The rest of the day went horribly long for me, with the exception of being able to talk to and get to know Taranee in History II. Turns out we had a lot in common, and we became fast friends. She even showed me the detention room, which also doubled as the school library. We said our goodbyes and I entered the library with dread, expecting to see Irma, Cornelia, or Hay Lin.
But, it was empty.
"I waaant you to want me.." Well, almost empty.
I almost jumped out of my skin, some other guy had been there all along. He had earphones on, the huge ones, so he didn't hear me come in. He sat on the counter at the entrance, sorting CDs, and singing horribly off-key.
"I neeeed you to need me," I tried to act unfazed, by finding a table and unpacking my stuff.
He continued to sing, murdering the Cheap Trick song in the worst way possible, oblivious to my presence. I took out my chemistry book and earnestly tried to start studying, but my straight face was starting to falter.
"I'm beeeegging you to beg me," He sung again, this time in a ridiculous deep voice, still in a singing zone.. I couldn't contain my self then, I let out a giggle.
"Shine up the old brown – oh shiii..." Finally, he saw me, and impressively reversed his singing into profanity, yanking his headphones off.
"Uh.." He started. "Sorry, its uh.."
"Cheap Trick." I finished, reaching in my book-bag for a pencil. "I understand."
"Yeah," He finished, a little dumbfounded. "Yeah it is." I have to admit, he was kinda cute. He had long brown hair, slightly curly, and his body was well-built, he had an outstanding posture. His singing voice wasn't that bad. And, he made me laugh. That's a good start, right?
I decided to keep the conversation going, I thought he'd have a breakdown if I didn't, since he just stared at me nervously."You can't really hum to Cheap Trick."
"Nah, once you start you're kinda obligated to.. to belt it out." He finished, swallowing. Okay, so he was just as embarrassed as I was. Deciding not to push the topic further, I just nodded and smiled. After turning through a few pages, he decided to break the awkward silence.
"I'm Matt," He piped up, sounding more confident. I think I just caught him off guard before. "You're from Chemistry, right?"
"Yeah!" I answered, a little to happily, (I just realized that someone had noticed me – again, for the second time that day. How could I not be happy?) "Yeah, I'm Will."
He smiled, raising an eyebrow.
"So uh," I guess now I was at a loss for words. "Where is everybody?" Matt only looked at me confused.
"Detention," I clarified. "I know I'm not the only wrong-doer in this school."
Then a cocky smirk appeared on his face."You – You came early for detention?" He asked, with a hint of smartypants-ness.
"Oh, uhm. Yeah. I'd hate to miss a moment of..." I tried to trail off, but Matt hung on to my every word. "Being... detained." I ground out.
His smile grew wider at my confession. I'll admit, he had a cute smile too. I smiled back, but it faded as I spied Caleb through the library window. He was talking to some girl with Blunk by his side, reaching and unzipping her jacket while surely saying some ultimate pick-up line. I scuffed in disgust. Matt noticed I was staring, and his eyebrow shot up.
"Huh, wow. Thats not usually the reaction he gets from girls, its generally more like a – 'uhhh'" He moaned in a funny voice, trying to imitate the girls that Calebs been with. "'Mmmm.' 'Ahhhhh..-"
"Okay I get it," I laughed. He was a funny guy, I liked that. "Jerk isn't really my type."
"Yeah, you're right, he can have his jerk moments."
"Oh? I thought he was like you guy's god or something." I inferred. Most of the guys treated Caleb like a god among men, praising him and asking him for guidance.
"Close – he's my older brother." He shrugged, closing his laptop and putting into his bag.
"Oh! You're the other Tucker?" I've heard about him, but I always figured that he was a lower class men or just a myth.
"What is that? Is that like the loser Tucker?"
"No – no, that's not what I meant, you just don't look -"
"Hot? Buff? Or capable of inciting an all girl smack-down?" He finished packing and stood up. "Nah, you're right. Its cool – I'll let you in on a secret though..." He put his earphones on with a small smile. "My mom says I'm special on the inside."
At that point, I was at a loss of words, so I just grabbed the nearest plausible answer floating in my mind. "Uhm.. Good for you!" Darn it! I didn't want to sound mean.
He must of found it amusing instead of insulting, though, since he only nodded and waved me goodbye.
A bald man came in soon after, signaling the start of detention. (Sorry for being blunt – it was the only feature I noticed about the guy.) I went back to my Chemistry book, determined to get my work done. However, my mind had other ideas (no pun intended) and I found myself daydreaming.
I was pulled out of my reverie when the door exploded open, and in stormed Irma. She slammed her bag on to the table next to mine and plopped into her chair, all with determinedly angry face. Mr. Himerish raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Irma glared his way anyway.
"You know you deserve to be here, Irma. We have went over this before." He said, not looking up from his papers. "So what happened this time?"
That gave me the impression that Irma has been to detention before, or at least enough times to get chummy with the teach.
"Nothing worth explaining, Mr. Himerish... " Irma huffed. "Lets just say I had an eventful game of volleyball."
"Hmph." He chuckled. "Well – get to work. Don't waste away an hour doing nothing."
Minutes and minutes passed, and soon the library was filled with the main culprits from PE. Each had their own table, and each were having a stare-off with one another. Ridiculous.
Mr. Himerish gathered his things and stood up. "I have to go do something. I'll be right back, please, don't make a scene." His eyes skipped over each one of the girls with a warning tone.
As soon as his shiny head disappeared behind the corner, Cornelia did an about-face and faced us. Well, them, I don't think she knows I exist.
"So I talked to Caleb," She announced. Irma and Hay Lin dropped what they were doing and weighed in.
"He's sweet." She swung her scarf around nonchantly, with a sweet grin, obviously proud of what she was about to say. "He felt bad for you. He said that you were jealous, because..." Taking a airy breath of air, she continued to recite Caleb's promises. "We share something special. Something we didn't have to label because -"
"Because its our unspoken bond and I just love how secure you are?" Irma interrupted.
"And it hurts me to hear you question it? Because -" Hay Lin picked up.
"YOU'RE THE ONLY GIRL FOR ME?" They all shrieked, as the realization sunk in that they'd be duped.
"Damn! He said the same to thing to all of us!" Cornelia lamented, hurt evident in her voice even though she tried to remain angry.
Irma shook her head. "Figures, he makes up with us, then he hooks up with us, then he -"
"You guys hooked up?" Hay Lin asked, with a startled expression.
"Caleb and I share something special."
Cornelia scuffed. "What, that you both been in you're pants?"
"Guys..." Hay Lin started.
"Oh, nice Cornelia, its not like everyone doesn't know that little cheerleader brings it on!"
"Irma! That wasn't-" Hay Lin tried again.
"You two, Caleb and I belong together." Cornelia put her hand in front of Hay Lin in order to hush her. "He is the team captain, and I am the head cheerleader."
Irma narrowed her eyes. "I'm sorry, what kind of cheerleader?"
"Oh, like he'd take any of you two seriously!" Hay Lin finally erupted, smacking the table with both hands, getting her sentence in.
"Do not lump me with her!" Irma objected, pointing at Cornelia.
Cornelia frowned. "Oh so you're better then me now!"
Shut up! I thought. It was getting annoying.
"What?" They all said at once, looking at me.
Oh. My. God. I think I said that out loud! Doh! Bad Will! Bad, bad, bad!
"Oh, nothing. Sorry," I quickly apologized, trying to get back to my chemistry homework. Maybe if I just show them that they were the alpha females, they'll leave me alone?.
"Did you have something to say?" Cornelia asked. I looked up again, and they were still glaring at me, each with a different expression. Dang, I thought I was off the hook.
"Uh – huh, no, its not my business."
"What?" Irma, now. It seemed like they wouldn't leave me alone on this, so I fessed up.
Placing my pen down, I prepared my speech, twirling my fingers nervously. (Its a habit, it helps me think.) "Okay, let me guess. Does he always use pet names, like baby, and sweetheart? Yeah, its not out of affection, its so he doesn't switch up your names. And, he's all about an unspoken bond and something special, but never about a relationship. And, the whole arrangement was your idea, so you feel guilty that he cheated."
For once, the library was silent. It was beginning to get awkward, when Cornelia broke the silence.
"Oh my god, you're dating Caleb too!"
"No, I- I just know a guy like him." Oh, the irony. "..Skip."
"She's right," Hay Lin agreed, looking from me to the other girls. "He's always making me feel guilty."
"It seems to me that if a guy treats you like that -"
"You'd break up with him, blah blah blah.." Cornelia interrupted.
If theres one thing I hate more then Mondays and school, its being interrupted.
"No, I didn't say break up." I continued. The cheerleader finally hushed, interested.
"I'd get even." I finished.
"Who are you again?" Cornelia asked.
"I'm -"
"I know! You're that girl that wigged out last year and went to rehab!" Irma accused.
"No, I-"
"Then you got taken away for bulimia."
"No-"
"Fat camp?"
"No, ehm, my name is -"
"No talking," Mr. Himerish ordered as he entered the library. Great timing, I'd say. Maybe if I say it fast...
"My name is -"
"NO talking!" He repeated. Geez, he was on my case faster then a fat kid at a cake buffet. Did I mention my life sucks? By then, both Cornelia and Irma lost interest, the latter shrugging, and resumed their work (which consisted of texting and copying homework from the geek that sat next to them.) Hay Lin nodded to me, before getting to her work as well.
Detention after that was slow and uneventful, but I'll do you guys a favor and fast forward. (No need to thank me!)
It was early in the evening, and I was locked away inside my room doing Calculus. Completely bored out of my mind, too.
"Hey hunny!"
My mom hustled in, aiming for my closet. Before I could even peep a protest, she started explaining her reason for stealing my sweater.
"I'm in a hurry. I have a big date tonight."
"Drummer?" I guessed. It was our thing, I'd guess what her new beau's job is. I usually get it right.
"Nope, doctor," She said proudly. I raised an eyebrow – that sounded pretty...good. "Well... veterinarian... technically."
Too good to be true, is what I meant. "So, a dog-nurse?"
"Ha ha," My mom laughed, although sarcastically. She blew me a kiss and left. Well, almost left, before she exited she turned and said. "Oh yeah, you have a friend at the door."
"What?" I asked automatically. Is that some kind of joke? I don't have any friends!
I nearly flew downstairs, just catching my mom driving off in the dog-nurses jeep, leaving the door open. A face popped in the door-frame.
Hay Lin smiled and waved. "Hey – Will, right?"
"Yeah," I gaped. "Will." This was like some corny movie – the unpopular kid gets a visit from the popular kid? Yeah right!
But it got more ridiculous, for only a few minutes later did the doorbell ring again. It was Irma this time.
"I wanna bring down you-know-who," She stated, before letting herself in.
"Uhm, okay... I'll just get some refreshmen-" The bell rung again.
"Usually I don't condone the slaughter of animals, but in Caleb's case, I'll make an exception." Cornelia explained, closing her mirror that she was inspecting herself in.
"Guys," I started, following Cornelia into the living room. "I don't even know him."
"So," Irma said. "You don't know anyone. You're like the Swiss, you're neutered."
"Uh, its neutral?" Cornelia corrected, with a smug look. Irma glared and stuck out her tongue.
"Will, you brought us here." Hay Lin countered. "If the three of us tried this alone, we'd kill each other. You brought us here – you showed us that we had something in common."
"Exactly," Cornelia agreed. "We all want to kill Caleb Tucker."
"Wow." I mouthed. This was big. What did I go and get myself into? Well... there's no backing out now. "Okay."
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Poor Will! RnR if you like :D will update asap, and that goes for my Midnight story too, if you read it. Ta-ta! ~Bear