I have had an eventful twenty minutes. I had agreed to tutor a popular, got slapped and insulted by another popular, got defended by my sister, had to listen while she got insulted, defended her, told off the same popular that had done the damage, called off the tutoring session, got chased by a different popular, got told that a popular had a crush on me, and saved a popular from getting yelled at by me homeroom teacher. I didn't get why the populars are so involved in my life today, because this time yesterday I had only ever talked to Quinn, and that was when he asked me to join the debate team. I didn't know if I should tutor Claire. I would, because I told her that I would, but as soon as I agreed bad things started happening. So, I still had to think on that one, but what I really needed was to find Bree and make sure that she's okay. It hurt a lot to see her that sad. All she wanted was to fit in and make friends, but Ally may have just ruined her chances. Speaking of Ally, I did feel bad about what I said to her, but she did keep insulting my family. When people do that, it's almost as if Spike comes out. If you saw me then you would probably just think that I was mad, and I was, but I was really trying to keep Spike away. Downside of bionics- glitches. But, thanks to the extra training that Davenport put me through, I have much better control over him. That was the real reason I didn't want to tutor Claire. She wanted to study at my house, but I was concerned that she would figure something out, and I'm not talking about calculus. I didn't know what would happen to us if someone found out about our superhuman abilities. All of this flashed through my head as I sat in my desk, waiting for the bell to ring so I could head to biology.
Was it true? I need to know if that's how people think of me. I thought that people liked me. Sure, they probably think that I'm a little weird, but I've learned to live with the fact. After I had run away from the crowd of people that were surrounding the populars and my brother, I found a deserted hallway and sat down with my back against the wall. I was still sitting in the hallway with my knees pulled up to my chest with my head resting on them, so if anyone walked by they wouldn't see the dried tears that stained my face.
"Um, are you okay?" a male voice asked, sounding cautious. I looked up to see Dylan Miller, the school player. I had always thought that he was cute, but knew it was better to keep my distance, so I did just that.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I tried to sound convincing, but my voice was still raspy from crying. He didn't look convinced, and he plunked himself down beside me. I let out a sigh as he adjusted himself, scooting closer to me, leaving only a few inches.
"I'm sorry about Ally, she was really out of line with what she said… and did to your brother," he turned, so instead of sitting right beside me, he was facing me.
"Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault that she slapped and insulted my brother", I felt the fresh tears in my eyes threatening to fall, but I blinked them back. Dylan tried to look me in the eyes, but I averted my gaze. I had heard from a friend that if you look into his eyes, you're pretty much a goner. It's happened to plenty of girls before, and I didn't want to be another. It would help if Ethan hadn't turned out to be a jerk and I still liked him, but unfortunately, he was.
"I know, but I still feel bad. And let me tell you, nobody thinks about you guys like that."
"How can you be so sure that no student in this entire school thinks like that?" I asked, already bracing myself for him to put me down just like his friend did.
"Your right, I can't speak for everyone," he admitted. I let out another sigh and continued bracing myself. "But I don't think like that. I actually think you're pretty awesome. You're smarter than me that's for sure, I like that you don't dress like a slut like Ally does… and I think you're pretty." I turned to look at him so fast that if it wasn't for my super speed, I would have given myself whiplash.
"Um," was all I could think of to say. One look at him and I could tell that he didn't have anything else to say at the moment either. This was going to be interesting.
I can't believe I just said that. Not only did I say it, but I meant it! I'd always thought that Bree was pretty and I had wanted to get to know her, but I had a reputation to uphold, so I downplayed how happy I was that I got to follow her around. She was still looking at me, expecting me to say something, but I couldn't come up with anything. Something happened to me that never has before, I got lost in a girls eyes. Her beautiful light brown eyes, almost hazel. My lips slightly parted as I stared into her amazing brown orbs. Don't ask what came over me because I have no idea, but I started leaning towards her, closing my eyes just in time to see her pink lips slightly part, but she didn't move at all other than that. BRING! Bree sprang back, hitting her head on the wall beside her. I just stayed there, not able to move.
"I-I'm sorry," I stuttered.
"Uh huh," she slowly nodded as she got up and ran down the hallway, almost seeming to disappear in seconds. I started repeatedly knocking my head against the wall I was leaning on. I can't believe I had just almost kissed Bree Davenport. I'm not saying that I didn't want to, just that it was out of character for me. Yeah, I'm kind of a player, but that doesn't mean I go off kissing every single girl I talk to, especially if that's the first time I had even spoken to them. And I NEVER get lost in anyone's eyes. So why is she any different? I kept thinking about Bree as I walked to homeroom.
I sat in my usual seat in biology, just watching as people came in and took their seats. I'd been the first to enter the room, just like always. Everyone had come in and taken their seats, at least I thought that it was everyone.
"Okay, today we're going to start our midterm projects. You'll be working with partners-" Mrs. Arnold was cut off by the students cheers and calls to friends. "That I will assign!" Other than me the entire class groaned. "Oh hush up. Anyone who complains automatically loses twenty-five percent of their final grade." Everyone sure shut their mouths after that. "Now-" Mrs. Arnold was cut off again by the door opening. My breath caught in my throat as Claire Smith walked in. She wasn't exactly the person I wanted to see right now.
"Ms. Smith, I'm glad you could finally join us. Care to explain why you're late," Mrs. Arnold said, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning against her desk.
"Sorry, I kinda got caught up in something. It won't happen again," Claire promised. Mrs. Arnold eyed her up and down, almost as if she was trying to detect if she was lying or not.
"Just take a seat," she sighed. I quickly glanced around to make sure that there no seats available by me. Thankfully there wasn't. Claire quickly scanned the room and her gaze darkened when her eyes fell upon the only empty seat. The chair that was that was at the same table as Ally Anderson. I didn't even know that either of them were in this class. Claire slowly and reluctantly shuffled to the tabled and sat down, scooting her chair as far away from Ally as she could.
"Now, hopefully there will be no more interruptions so I can tell you you're assignment and partners," Mrs. Arnold paused for a moment before continuing. "You and your partner will choose an animal. Any animal is allowed, but try to stay away from household pets. With your partner you will write a report and create a poster, PowerPoint, timeline, or anything else you can think of to show the lives of your animal. Any questions?" A boy from the back of the room raised his hand. "Yes Kyle?"
"Who are our partners?" he shouted. There was a chorus of murmurs, everyone wanting to know the same thing. Kim, who was sitting beside me, kept silently repeating the name Jack.
"Oh hold your horses, I have the list right here," she said, holding up a piece of paper. She adjusted her glasses on her nose and peered down. "Kate and Rebecca, Kyle and Noah, Kathy and Mike, Jack and Kim," I heard Kim quietly squeal. I turned and smiled at her, knowing that she had a crush on Jack. She smiled back hugely before turning around in her seat, trying to find Jack. When she caught his eye he smiled at her, which made Kim's smile grow even larger. They make a good couple. I focused back on Mrs. Arnold who was still rattling off names. Pretty soon there were only four names that she hadn't called. Mine, Claire's, Ally's, and a girl named Stephanie. I was praying that I would get paired with Stephanie, not only because she wasn't a popular, but she was nice and fairly smart. "Chase a-" Mrs. Arnold's voice was drowned out by the fire alarm. I couldn't help but cringe at the shrill sound.
Everyone got out of their seats and headed out the door. While getting up, Stephanie tripped over the leg of her chair and fell to the ground, bringing the chair down with her. Ally, who was at the table next to her, starting laughing loudly and obnoxiously.
"OMG, you'd think that if you were so smart you would be able to get out of a chair without making an even bigger fool of yourself than usual," she scoffed, laughing at what she said. By now everyone was already out of the classroom besides me, Stephanie, Ally, and Claire. I rolled my eyes and strolled over to the table, grabbing the back of the chair, lifting it back up, and pushed it under the table before offering a hand to Stephanie. She gave me a grateful smile as she took my hand and let me help her up.
"Thanks Chase," she said, still smiling at me.
"No problem, it happens to the best of us," I told her, smiling back but at the same time ushering her out of the room. I felt bad for Stephanie, She got picked on quite a bit by the populars, just because she was smart and not very athletic. Or maybe it was because she dressed a little differently. Personally, I thought that her knitted sweaters, patched up jeans and sweatpants, deer skin moccasins, and homemade jewellery was a nice change of pace from the tight fitting t-shirts, designer jeans, miniskirts, heels, pearls, gold, and diamonds that pretty much every girl at this school wears. Not my sister of course, I said pretty much every girl, not every single girl, but there were very few exceptions. I looked back in the classroom to find Ally and Claire still inside. Ally was complaining about something to Claire, but it looked like she just wanted her to shut up.
The hallway was total chaos! I spotted Bree standing alone about seven feet away. I said goodbye to Stephanie and walked over to my sister, apologizing to anyone I accidently bumped into. She spotted me when there were only a few people between us and she smiled and waved.
"Hey," I said, taking a deep breath. It was getting hot in the hall with everyone out here.
"Hey," she said back. She sounded normal.
"Are you okay? You know, after what happened this morning." I cautiously asked. The line of students suddenly lurched forward and we were right outside the front doors of the school.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she shrugged. I could tell that there was something on her mind that she wasn't going to tell me unless I specifically asked. We were pushed forward by the crowd of people behind us who were still waiting to get outside. I grabbed her hand and pulled her behind me until I reached the school sign by the sidewalk. I gave her my 'Tell me' look. "I told you, I'm fine. There's just a lot on my mind right now," she tried to assure me.
"Why do I get the feeling that you're not telling me the truth," I questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Chase, nothing is going on, but thanks for the concern," I still didn't believe her, but I decided that it was best to just drop it. "And really, I should be the one asking about what happened this morning." I gave her a confused look, because I honestly didn't know what she meant. "I've had about a dozen people come up to me and tell me how lucky I am to have a brother that would stick up for me like you did."
"Oh… that," I had no idea what to tell her.
"Yeah, that," wow she obviously isn't going to drop this very fast.
"Well, she had it coming to her. And nobody talks about my sister like that." I tried to lower my voice, not because I was embarrassed about standing up for her, but I thought that she was.
"Thank you, it means a lot that you would tell off Ally Anderson for me. And those people are right, I am lucky to have a brother like you."
"Bree, that may just be the nicest thing you have ever said to me," I gushed. Really, I was touched, even though I knew that by tomorrow she would be pretending not to know me.
"Yeah, well I wouldn't get used to it." And there's the Bree I know and love.
"Don't ruin the moment." She smiled at me while taking her hands from her hips and stretched her arms out to me before taking a step closer and pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back instantly, enjoying the moment I had with my sister. They say if your day starts out bad, it can only get better, and so far it was proving to be true.
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