Chapter 13

Mixed-up Love

A girl cleared her throat. The cold must of taken over her. She was lying in her velvet bed-set. She stared down at the multiply hankies that lay on her bed. "This is so un-cool! I was suppose to do the Cheerleading Practice before the competition!" screamed Melanie. Paige rolled her eyes. Chloe held her friend's hand. "It's okay. You'll be able to pick it up. It's quite simple." she replied. Melanie let go of her friend's hand. She turned and slammed her face into the soft pillow. Her mother called her friends to come down. It was time for Melanie to rest.

Michael stared out the window. Football Practice was running slowly. He had to get home. He had to speak to his friends, and Melanie on his computer. Melanie, her golden blonde hair. Her olive green eyes. He shivered. "Taylor! Get your ass over here!" shouted his coach. He slowly made his way over. "Where is your head today kid! We have a City State Final next Tuesday! Get your head in the game!" he roared. Michael nodded and continued to practice throwing the football. I just hope Melanie is okay. She wasn't in school today…, thought Michael.

"Hey mum, I'm just going for a bath. So don't bother me." shouted Melanie. Her mother replied with an okay. Melanie laughed softly, and locked her bedroom door. She then quietly opened her wide window and climbed down the drain pipe. She was finally free.

Her long black dress swished in the wind. The long pink scarf nearly collided with her face. She was nearly to the ground, when the drain pipe came loose. She waddled and almost lost her footing. The drain pipe then came to a stop, just pausing above the ground. She sighed with a great sigh of relief. She jumped and scampered away from the large house. Her light pink flower nearly fell from her hair.

A pink moped sat just at the corner of the street. She had to thank Paige for that. She placed her helmet on her head, and began riding down the large hill towards the Mall. Her phone beeped. She quickly pulled it out, and answered it. "Hey, I forgot my English Homework. No I can't pay Miss Saint Claire, she's a Saint.. She won't budge. Yeah, I'll meet you in half an hour. Bye girls." said Melanie. She closed her black phone, and placed it in her little purse. She skidded to a stop in the school's car park.

Michael said goodbye to his friends. He wanted to give Melanie his chocolate heart, which he had made in Home Economics today. He huffed, and placed his brown jacket over his pink t-shirt. He exited the Gym, and walked passed a couple of classrooms. "If only I saw Melanie today." he said sadly. He shook his shoulders, and slowly made his way for the car park. As he descended from the stairs, he noticed the pink moped. "Melanie." he whispered. He stared around. No one in sight, except from the old Janitor. He rolled his eyes, as he continued to go towards his black Jeep. As he placed his blue bag in, a scream was heard. Michael jumped, and locked his door. He ran towards the Basket Court, that sat outside and was never used.

Melanie was lying down on the grass. A boy was holding a knife. "I don't like getting dumped on the first night." he spat. "Rooney!" shouted Michael. Melanie looked around Rooney. Michael stood, with his fists in a ball. "What are you going to do Michael!" shouted Rooney. "Oh, just this." replied Michael coolly. He punch Rooney in the gut, and the knife flew high in the air, and landed in the grass. "That was a present from my dad!" he spat. Blood dripped from his mouth. He jumped up from the ground, and tackled Michael. Melanie wiped her tears, and stood up from the ground. She ran towards the duo, and attacked Rooney. He landed on the ground, with some cuts. "I will get you back Harper! I don't forget it!" he shouted. He grabbed his knife and made a run for it, when Michael's coach came out. He grabbed hold of the boy. Melanie shakily stood. Michael hushed her. Her tears fell onto his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, for not returning your calls." she said through tears. "It's okay." replied Michael. He kissed her on the forehead. A tingle was felt beneath Melanie's stomach. Was this the so-called love?.. Was this the silly butterflies in her stomach. She held onto Michael as long as she could.

"So, why are you here? I thought you were sick?" asked Michael. He was walking her back to his car. "I forgot to get my English homework. Would you mind coming in with me. I'm a little bit scared." she said while gulping. He nodded, and the pair slowly walked along the darkened corridors.

They entered the cold, and dark classroom. Melanie smiled. Her books were lying on her desk. She pulled them close to her chest. "Thanks again." she said quietly. He nodded. He opened the door, but she closed it. "I don't want to leave." she winked. He gulped. He didn't want to go through it all over again. The day she broke up with Wally, she only wanted him since she couldn't get Wally. Also she only stayed with him for the sex. He felt hurt after it. He was just confused. Melanie came closer, but she was stopped. "I will not go any further, until I know if you have true feelings for me." he said lowly. She grinned, and dumped the books back on the desk.

A blackboard with words on it hung at the back of them. "Of course, ever since Wally dumped me, I realised there's more to life than boys. I wanted to stay with one person, and not get hurt." she said quietly. She blushed lightly. He smirked. "Well this must be your lucky day." he commented. He took out the neatly wrapped chocolate heart on a stick, it had a bright red ribbon tied around it. "Aw Michael!" she said. Tears weld up in her eyes again. She softly kissed his lips. He lightly pushed her up against the desk. They were now in a make-out session. Melanie's cheeks turned beetroot red. She couldn't help feeling warm, and happy inside; instead of feeling cold hearted when she slept and kissed the other boys.

As they took in some air, Melanie crunched into her heart chocolate. She smiled. It tasted magical. He softly kissed her cheek. Her scarf was hanging loosely off her neck. A bang was heard, and the pair jumped. Michael's coach walked in. He almost lost his temper when he saw the pair. "Taylor get out, before I suspend you from the team." he calmly said, through anger. Michael nodded, and hurriedly left. Melanie grabbed her books, and hurried behind him.

The words: Every Rose has a thorn, you just need to avoid it, in order to pick it.

Was written on the board, in pink. And beside it said: Happy Valentine's Day.

Sorry it's so short, didn't know what else to write. Give me your views. Will update like next week with maybe something to do with Lizzie, Herbie and Jimmy, or Kimi and Charlie. Bye everyone, away to draw my The Lion King 3: Travellers From The North front cover.

From Littlemissfg