Chapter 34

Popular Love

The weights weighed down the young teen. He had to get in great shape for 'Babe season'. The month were girls are single or have came out of a bad relationship. (Usually after the summer holidays) He was ready this year to find his mate.. Well a suitable candidate which will boost his popularity even more. He was already one of the popular boys, but he had to beat Ben Beatles. That guy could get under his skin so deep, it would sting some days. He hated seeing that boy get the chicks. First Samantha and now Madison. Madison was one of the hot ones. She was feisty and hot like a chilli pepper. He felt a sense of envy rise up inside of him. He was currently single but that didn't mean he couldn't get a girl. No, but they were all not his type and less popular than he was.

Randy wiped his sweaty forehead. He did his usual amount of weights for the day, he felt truly pumped and pushed to his limit. He lay back on the couch, he felt truly tired. He dabbed his forehead with his white towel. Today was a great workout. He flexed his muscles, this was going to show up Ben Beatles guns. Those two were enemies ever since birth. Their parents had hate each other (and still do) and now it was their turn. Randy sipped his soda. He was going to show that dumb blonde once and for all.

The car screeched, Randy stared at his mother. He couldn't wait to get his car for his sixteenth birthday, which was luckily next week. His mother pulled the sun reflector down. It was quite easy to have a mirror placed there. She fixed her bright red lipstick. "Have fun." she said through sarcasm. She pouted in the mirror. Randy rolled his eyes. His mother thought herself as a comedian. He slammed the car door and made his way through the crowds. He had to find someone cool and fast.

A few of his jock friends slapped his hand and said a "How's it going, Randy.", he replied with a nod. He was too cool for a long reply. A few cheerleaders blushed and swooned over him as if he was the next Taylor Laxtor.

Ah, a cheerleader. I'll try one of them, thought Randy. He stared at the ones who were kissing the ground he walked on. He scored each one of them. Too his disappointment none of them met his 'target'. He ruffled his sandy blonde hair. Time to show Beatles up.

"And so I was like, dude you're like six." said Ben. The circle of friends around him laughed. Madison was the loudest. Randy strolled into the class. The teacher was probably off sick. Again.. Randy sneered at Ben as he walked over to his friends. Randy's eye got caught on Ben's guns. His was always larger than Randy's. How does he do it?…. Randy fumed. This was going to annoy him all day.

The teacher finally showed himself at the class. Ten minutes before the end. "Hello class. Sorry I am late, I had to guide this young lady to our class. She insisted she had to stop at each water fountain." he said jokingly. The girl with a white beret on her head, ignored his joke. She was carrying a very pink handbag which matched her dress. She took the seat that sat directly in front of Randy. This girl was not like any other girl. Something in her eyes caught Randy off guard. This girl could be what she was looking for. The bell rung violently against the wall. "I need someone to help me find my way around this place." said the girl. She pointed to the damp ceiling and all around her. "We'll show you." said Kimi, as she grinned. The girl ignored her request. "I need a strong man." she replied, while smacking her lips. Most of the male population in the classroom raised their hands. Randy intervened. "I'll take you." he said. She smiled softly. "Well then let's go." she commanded, while grabbing her handbag. Randy nodded and the pair left the gob-smacked class mates behind. "So what's your name?" asked Randy, as he showed her the lunch hall. "Toffee. Toffee Sweetheart." she replied, while staring down at her chipped nails. "Toffee? Sweetheart?…" said Randy as he held in his laugh. Toffee stopped in her tracks. Her face turned a dark burgundy. "What's wrong!" she snapped. He backed away slightly. "Nothing.. Just never heard a name such like yours." he replied. Toffee flicked her hair out of her eyes. She didn't need this teasing. "What's your normal name?" she asked. "Randy Taylor." he replied. She laughed a little. "Your name is two first names." Toffee stated. Randy never really looked at his name that way. He nodded while slightly laughing. "You're actually alright." Toffee said. Her cheeks turned a light pink shade. "Anyway I need to go this way. Bye." she said. Randy didn't get another word in, before she disappeared into the crowds of students. He had a good feeling about this one, but was she popularity material?…. He continued his way to his own class.

Toffee sipped her caramel tea. She felt relaxed as she stared down at the book she was reading. 'Along with the Wind.'. It was her absolute favourite. She was sitting underneath an old oak tree. Laughter entered her ears. She quickly hid the book and took out a teen magazine. "Angela, still can't believe you ate all of that food." said a caramel skinned girl. Her dark brown hair was in a braid to the side. She wore a purple playsuit with a necklace around her neck. It was in a shape of goggles. "Well I am Chris, I'm always hungry. It's in my genes." a dark skinned boy said. The girl shook her head. The boy's attire was blue shorts and a red chequered top. They both stopped in their tracks near Toffee. "Hey you're the new girl, aren't you?" asked Chris. Toffee didn't take her eyes off the magazine. "Yes that's me. Who wants to know?" she said with annoyance. The took a step back. He felt wounded. "We were just making conversation." he replied. Angela cleared her throat. "Whereabouts are you from?" she asked. Toffee still didn't move her eyes away from the page she was on. "Toronto, Canada." Toffee replied. "Cool, I hear it's beautiful this time this year. You must miss it." replied Angela. Toffee's heart beat slowed down. Was it obvious?… "Yes it is beautiful, but honestly I don't miss it." she replied truthfully. The pair's friends called them over to a spare bench. They said their goodbyes to Toffee and headed over to their friends. Toffee took in some air. She banished the magazine and took out her book. She felt more comfortable being alone.

"Whatcha reading?" a voice said from behind Toffee. She jumped and dropped her book. Luckily it narrowly missed the mud. She turned her head to a boy she had never met before. "Em.. Do I know you?" she said. The boy shook his head. "I'm Martin. I was in your English earlier." he replied. Toffee eased a little bit. "What do you want?" she asked while grabbing her book. She didn't care about him, she had to finish the page she was on. "I think you know what I want." Martin chillingly replied. Toffee turned towards him confused. "What do you want?" she asked innocently. She sensed where this was going. He took a seat beside her. "I want you." he whispered into her ear. He placed his hand on her left leg. She shivered with fear. She hated when she was right. "Em, no." Toffee said, making the message loud and clear. He grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her close to him. "I don't take no for an answer." Martin said fearsomely. Toffee pushed his arms away from her, but there was no use. "Get off me!" she shouted. He continued to pull her close. "Don't worry no one is looking at us." he said softly. Toffee felt like screaming. She was stuck in this deep. A hand flew out of nowhere and yanked Martin away. Toffee fearfully stared up. There, her knight in shining armour, was Randy. "Not this one Martin." Randy said. Martin sat with an open mouth. He continued to hold Toffee's shoulders. "Off you go, before I punch your stomach inside out." Randy said softly. Martin shook as he took his hands away from Toffee. He instantly ran away scared. Toffee shook from all over. Randy stared down at her face. "Are you okay?" he whispered. She nodded as she packed her things away into her bag. "I know this is all an act." Randy whispered. Toffee stared at him. "Don't worry I'll keep your secret. But only if you come to the cheerleading try-outs." he said happily. Blackmail. Great that was all she needed. She thought long and hard. She needed to be popular, but if she didn't go she'll miss her chance into that social circle. But if she didn't go he'll tell her secret. "Fine. But I'm not making any promises." she said. He grinned. He had her where he wanted her.

"C'mon girls, this is terrible." said the head cheerleader. She had to find a suitable candidate for the team, or she would be toast.. By the coach. The door banged opened. Toffee strolled in. "Let me amaze you." Toffee snared. A few girls glared at her. As soon as the music began she jumped and spun in the air. She added in a few flips, cartwheels, cheers and splits. "Now, that's what I'm talking about." smiled the head cheerleader. Toffee awaited her applaud. Only a few offered her it. One of them was Randy. "You're on the team!" shouted the head cheerleader, happily. Her neck was save, for now.

Toffee stretched behind the bleachers as other girls auditioned. Randy stride towards her. "Now that wasn't so hard." he said. Toffee looked at him annoyingly. "Why did you make me do that?" she asked. He smugly smiled. "Just thought you wanted to be more popular." he grinned. She rolled her eyes. "Yes, but that's not the point-…" she began, when Randy suddenly kissed her. Her eyes almost fell out of the socket. "What are you doing?" she asked. He stared into her eyes. "Want to have a popular love?" winked Randy. Toffee stuck her nose up in the air. She stared at the ceiling. Why was it always the jerks who liked her. She thought long and hard about her decisions, she did need some popular people behind her, and he was quite feared and popular. "Fine, but you'll have to take me out on dates before I make my final decision." she said stubbornly. He smiled coolly. She was in the palm of his hands. "Agreed." he replied. Toffee flicked her hair as she walked away from him. She had to finish her book somewhere quiet and private, where no 'Martins' could find her. How about the girls bathroom… It was quiet, private and definitely no 'Martins' can access her. It was perfect.

A kiss for my love. The strongest kiss to break up or to end any heated argument. Toffee touched her lips. A popular love, huh?, she thought. She might actually like this boy, Randy Taylor after all.

Ta Da! Finished another chapter. Had a surge of energy, it's close to Valentine's day and also since I'm off from college, I thought I would update this bad boy. This month and last month has been stressful because of units in college, my car theory and also not seeing my love that much. At least I get to see him on Thursday and Friday (Valentine's day)! That is why my updates have been less. May actually finish this before Summer! Maybe in March! I am quite hopeful, let's pray it'll be completed by March! Anyway good night fellow Fanfictioners, may all your writing dreams come true. I will banish the dreaded Writer's Block from anyone's mind!

Littlemissfg.