Bad For Me

Chapter Two

                                                                Chapter two

Throughout the whole class period, which was forty-five minutes,  his eyes were on me. I could feel them burning a whole in my back. The bad thing was Tori noticed it before I did. Her eyes were glaring at me and Damon. I didn’t want to make anyone mad, but it didn’t look like that was going to happen. I sighed and stood up when the bell rang. I started walking toward the door when a warm hand caught my arm. I sighed, already knowing who it was. I didn’t turn to face him and stayed silent hoping he would get the picture and leave, but only wish I could be that lucky.

“Megan.” His voice was so rich and just….I didn’t have the words to explain it. “Why are you running from me?”

“I don’t even know you.” I told him as I started walking down the hallway. I didn’t realize in till after I said it that I gave him the answer he wanted to hear.

“Exactly, you don’t know me. So you have no reason to not get to know me.” I kept walking, wantng to block him out. “I want to get to know you.” His voice was soft but power radiated off of him. I had to admit it gave me goose bumps.

“Why? It’s not like I’m anything special. If you want something special go back to Tori. I’m sure she would love to talk to you.” I told him blankly. I would never admit it out loud, but it took everything in me to keep a straight face while saying that.

“Victoria isn’t anything special. She’s just like every other girl in the world. Not you, though. You’re something that I’ve never experienced though. I can just see it by watching you.” I rolled my eyes at his words. What the heck did he know about me?

“You couldn’t possibly know anything about me. You just met me like an hour ago.” I told him, coming to a stop at my locker. I flipped my long blond hair over my shoulder and flipped it over, tying it up in a perfect ponytail.

“I’ve met a lot of people, Megan. It’s just part of moving around a lot. I’m good at making accurate first impressions on people. You….you took me longer than it normally takes me to figure people out.” I stopped twisting my lock for a second. This all sounded like I was in a movie.

“Listen, “I said, looking up at him “I’m not interested in you. So please just move along and go talk to someone that isn’t me.” I told him as I gathered my books in my arms and shut my locker door. He didn’t leave like I asked him to. He just stood there and stared at me. I couldn’t help, but stair back. His eyes were so dark and mesmerizing. My older sister would be laughing at me right now.

“You’re lying.” His voice was soft again. “You want me just as much as I want you. I can see it in your expression and the way you act around me. You should at least give me a change, Meg.”

“Don’t call me that.” I snapped “My name is Megan not Meg.” People were starting to stare again. The funny thing was I really didn’t care if anyone called me Meg, It’s just a name, but I needed something to snap at him for and that just seemed like a good time to do it.

“I’m sorry.” He told me, he brought his hand up to my face and brushed a strand of blonde hair that fell from my ponytail, brushing it off my face. He took a piece of paper and slipped it into the slit in my locker. “That’s my number. I want to take you to a party tomorrow. Call me if you decide you want to come.” He walked away and I couldn’t help but fell kind of upset. I quickly shook the feeling from my head. Why was I acting like such a…..school girl. I quickly opened my locker again and ignored the piece of paper that rested on my English book. I quickly packed up my book bag and started my way toward the door to the student parking lot. Normally everyone stuck around and spoke to their friends so I took this as the time to get out without all the traffic. I physically groaned when I saw that Damon was parked right beside me. I slowly made my way to the car, once again hoping he wouldn’t notice me, but once again I was wrong.

“Think about what I said, Megan.” I sighed and started opening my car door, trying to ignore him. “I’ll keep my phone with me. Call me.” With that he got into his car and drove away. I sighed and shook my head, getting into my own car.

The ride home from school was always short. I only lived a few blocks away, and before I could drive I always would walk to and from school. That was in till that one day. The day that I vowed never to walk anywhere alone again. The day I promised myself I would never speak of it again. Anyway when I got home I parked my car behind my sister’s. Melody was two years older than me and a senior at the same high school I was. She was head cheerleader of the varsity squad. I was still pretty sure Tori was only friends with me because she wanted to get close to Melody.

Melody and I got along pretty well. We hardly argued, but that was due to the fact that we were hardly ever home together. We also had a little sister, Macy. I didn’t understand why my mom named us all with M names. Melody, Megan and Macy; it just seemed so cliché.

As soon as I walked into the house I was instantly hit with Macy, wrapping her little arms around my leg. I smiled down at my two year old little sister and picked her up. Macy was a sweet little girl that you couldn’t possibly ever get mad at. She was just too cute!

“Megan!” I sighed as I heard Melody call my name. I walked into the kitchen with Macy still attached to my hip.

“What?” I asked, grabbing bottled water out of the fridge and sat down with Macy in my lap. Melody was sitting with her phone and chemistry homework in front of her. Today her long blond hair was curled all the way down her back with one of those hair bow clips in her hair. Mel was a lot more creative with herself image than I was.

“You’re the talk of the school. Word is that Tori chick is pretty mad about you trying to steal the new boy away from her.” I sigh as Melody’s fingers type on her phone. This is what I was afraid of. I didn’t want Tori to be mad at me, because everyone knew that was dangerous. I didn’t want any more attention to be drawn to me.

“I didn’t take anyone away from her. Well, at least I didn’t mean to. He just started talking to me. I tried to tell him to go away, but he just kept following me.” I told her with a sigh. Mel knew a lot more about this boy drama than I did. Melody reached over the table and put her hand on top of mine.

“Chill, Meg. It’s okay. I don’t blame you for talking to boys. You have talk to boys sometime in your life or you are going to grow old alone. That’s not something you want to do. I’ve seen this new kid. He’s hot and I think you need to let him talk to him. By the looks of it you two would be cute.” I sighed and shook my head.

“I don’t want to date. I have school and it would just distract me. Plus, it would make Tori angry and I don’t want her to hate me.” I told her, as I started doing at my homework for History. I heard Melody sigh.

“You are allowed to date, Megan. It’s not going to kill you and as for Tori. Who cares? She can’t like ruin your whole life. You have to stand up to her.” Melody told me, standing up with her books. She shrugged and then walked upstairs to her room. I sighed and sat there staring at my history book. Was Melody right? She had so much more experience in this than I did. I found myself staring at my phone sitting next to my book bag. I reached for it a few times, but found myself pulling back. I finally gave in and dialed the number that was on the piece of paper.

“Hello?” Damon’s sweet voice came from the other end.

“D-Damon, it’s Megan. I was calling to tell you that I’ll go with you to that party tomorrow.” I told him, my voice soft and cracking as I spoke his name. I could almost see his smile from the other end.

“Glad you changed your mind. I’ll see you see you at school tomorrow and explain what time I’ll pick you up and what to wear. I’ll be waiting” I could already imagine him winking and driving me crazy with it. I hung up the phone, still amazed at what I just agree to. Was it just a date or were we…..together? I wouldn’t have the knowledge to know.  I sighed and leaned against the wall. What had I gotten myself into?