Chapter Five

It was during history when the first photo, taken by the bonfire, surfaced and made its ugly self known to my entire class. Our class rep was someone known as an attention seeker and when she caught sight of the photo she immediately got to work by proclaiming it to the entire class while the teacher went to run an errand. My cheeks felt like they were melting off my face the first time I laid eyes on the picture.

Oddly enough it seemed like it could have been the centre poster of an 18 rated magazine. The grey skirt that I wore hugged my behind so tightly in the position were I was lying on top of Dante that I felt instant defeat in how I was going to explain this. I seemed beyond slutty in that photo, that even words seemed to have failed me when I opened my mouth to proclaim my innocence.

A few of the boys in the class started teasing me by calling me Mistress and begging me to teach them a lesson and not the type of lesson that involved books either. As I ogled the picture in front of the class, I seemed to have fit more and more into the category of a slutty teacher then a mistress, but I wasn't going to open my mouth now and bark their idiocy into their already perverted and panting faces.

I only buried my already flushed cheeks further into my arms and wished that the period would end soon...

By fourth period the news of my slutty-self was known across school. I was found ogled by four senior boys during lunch and even found a nerd proclaiming his love to me in dork-like fashion. He asked if he could do my homework for a month and he didn't stop there; he even asked if I would like to go as his Lois Lane at the next comic-con convention he will be attending. And let's be honest, he hardly had the muscle to carry half of my books and his own. He might just accidently snap himself in two if he tried something like that.

I felt burned to the core from all the attention I've been getting that life didn't even seem worth living anymore. While on my way to history I was caught by Dante, who surprisingly enough, seemed to be furious.

I immediately threw my arms up to defend myself and started sprawling words as an apology: "I'm so sorry! You seemed drunk. So I took you to sit down. You were upset and spilled your love life crisis on me. You said lie down. I said no. And suddenly you kissed me. I should have left. I'm completely and utterly sorry!" I nearly screamed the last part in my attempt to proclaim that I was indeed sorry. His reputation must have been badly damaged by this scandal.

I could feel my cheeks burning up again and even the prickling at my eyes suggested tears about to form. Sure, I have a huge crush on him, but I never thought it would end like this. I was thinking more along the lines of a rejection to a confession then being yelled at for my idiot ass being shoved into a camera lens with him.

"Are you okay?"

My eyes popped open in alarm, "Sorry could you repeat that?"

"Are...you…ok?" He asked again and this time slower as if he was speaking to a person who had just expierced something awfull like a car crash or something.

"Yeah… I'm fine. Why are you asking me this? I should be asking you this actually, that photo must hav-"

"I caught those guys ogling you and you seemed in distress so I figured something must have happened." He said suddenly. His voice seemed harsher, more serious then his face seemed moments before.

"Guys? Like boys?" I blurted out. I probably sounded like I have just discovered the male specie for the first time in my life as my face turned around to scan the hall for the oglers; my new term that I used for them.

Sure enough there were a group of them, around five that eyed me with carnivore eyes, for a moment I imagined myself in a sheep suit between a pack of wolves.

"You weren't kidding…" I half said in amazement.

"You didn't notice?" He asked in awe. "For half of the school day they have been ogling you like you're a chunk of meat and you're the only thing worth eating on the menu."

For half of the school day? I opened my mouth and closed it again as if I was savouring the words like it was a mature cabernet. But let's not get too forward shall we… He could have only been staring after me since this whole incident flew out of hand and he was caught in the middle… Well beneath it. Flashes of him lying beneath me came to mind and my cheeks immediately flushed at the thought.

Or maybe he was checking if my ass was indeed that good looking. I wonder if the guy photoshopped the photo. You can't see a thing in these baggy jeans I'm wearing today. Maybe if I-

"Jane?" Dante asked suddenly concerned. "If there's a guy giving you trouble you only need to holler. Nevan and I can sort it out before school ends."

I stifled a pathetic laugh and gave him a weak smile, "No need for that! I'm perfectly fine. What can a few oglers do to me?"

Dante barked suddenly with laughter, "Oglers? Is that your nickname for them?"

I smiled and replied as smoothly as I could, "Why yes, I indeed named them that."

"Did you see that? Seems like their best friends. She probably put out on the first night."

"I think your right! Probably got him wrapped around her pinkie."

"If this was the tactic used to catch Dante Sparda, I should have slept with him ages ago!"

I stiffened at the insults being tossed behind my back and could feel their cold glares penetrate my innocent skin. I rubbed my neck awkwardly as if trying to rub away the cold glares and replace it with warmth.

"I gotta go," I said suddenly and without giving Dante a second look, I fled down the hall like a wounded animal running away from a group of hunters.

Except these hunters were called teenage girls and I was their only target as far as the whole school was concerned.

I think school is about to get a whole lot harder for a plain Jane like me.

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