Do you love me yet? //Deena x Sam (fear street)

IV

Deena walked out of the classroom but was stopped by a pair of hands.

-Hey,  can we talk?, said a voice.

Deena turned around recognized a boy from her chemistry class.

-What's up?, replied Deena simply.

-That chick you were partnered with, what's her name?, asked the boy.

-Why do you wanna know?, wondered the brunette.

-I was thinking about asking her out., shrugged the boy.

-Well, if you wanna ask her out then you'll have to ask her her name yourself. I'm not a messenger., replied Deena turning back around and wanting to walk away.

-Oh, I get it. You want her for yourself. You're like a predator and she's become your prey, right?, said the boy provokingly.

-Yeah, as if. Listen weirdo, grow a pair and ask her yourself, but don't start anything with me. It'll get ugly., warned Deena as she started walking away.

-You got a problem?, replied the boy pulling her back by her backpack.

-Deena, there you are., said Kate as she appeared next to the boy.

-Kate, h-hi., stuttered the boy.

-Hello. Are you gonna let go of my friend's backpack?, wondered the brunette.

-Yes, yes. Sorry. I didn't know that she was your friend., apologized the boy shyly.

Kate nodded and the boy let go of Deena's backpack, which made her scoff and she walked off, followed by Kate. Kate often had that effect on the guys from their school. It was surprising that she didn't have a boyfriend.

-Are you okay?, wondered the smaller girl.

-Yeah, why wouldn't I be?, asked Deena turning to her friend.

-I don't know. You've been acting weird since yesterday., replied Kate shrugging.

-It's just, everywhere I go, there's Sam messing my mood up. First she got mad at me yesterday for no reason, then her mother attacks me verbally and calls me a dyke. Then this morning, when I wanted to tell you guys about it, she was there. Next thing I know, she joined my chemistry class and the teacher made us partner up. And now that weirdo almost started a fight with me, wanting to know her name and ask her out., explained the older girl as she stopped in front of her classroom's door.

-Wow. No wonder you were angry this morning. Have you talked to her about it? I mean, talk, not yell or speak with a tone but having a normal civilized conversation as two mature human beings., specified Kate with a chuckle.

-She hates me for no reason. Why should I talk to her?, frowned Deena.

-To find out why she hates you., shrugged the smaller girl.

-Probably for the same reason as her mom., replied the other brunette.

-Just talk to her. I'll catch you later, ladykiller., chuckled Kate walking away.

Deena walked into her class. She sat down on a seat that was in front of two jocks talking loudly. She overheard the conversation.

-Yo, dude, how are things with Sam? Did you smooth it over and finally get some?, asked a boy.

-Nah, she still doesn't want to get back together. But don't worry, I'll get some eventually., smirked the other boy.

-Why did you even break up?, wondered the first boy.

-Oh, well, I cheated on her with Chelsea., shrugged the boy.

-Chelsea? The cheerleader?, asked the other boy.

-Yeah., nodded the second boy.

-Damn, you've got game. Let me know if one of your chicks ever just want to have some fun, if you know what I mean., said the first boy.

-Yeah, I will. But first I'll get Sam back, fuck her virgin pussy and then I'll dump her. Maybe if she's heartbroken enough, she'll go so low that she might fuck with you., chuckled the boy.

Deena clenched her jaw and opened her notebook, trying to ignore the boys. Which was hard. But luckily, their teacher showed up.

-Hello class. I'm Miss Hart. I'm your math teacher this year. Please open your book on page 20., said the female teacher as she put her bag on the table.

The jocks behind Deena finally shut up, which she was grateful for. Math was definitely not her favorite subject, but she always understood it pretty easily. But did she ever show it? No. She would pretend that she didn't understand anything and she would play dumb, not wanting to get any attention from her teachers. The lesson wasn't as boring as Deena expected. The teacher actually made math bearable. Afterwards, they had a small break, so she met up with Simon and Kate again.

-Hey guys., said the brunette.

-Sup D., smiled Simon.

-Are you okay?, frowned Kate.

-Hm? Yeah, I'm fine. Oh, uhm, if you see Sam, tell her that I need to talk to her please. I have something to tell her., said Deena.

-Which would be?, wondered a voice behind her.

-Oh, hi. Uhm, I think it would be best if we would go somewhere private., suggested Deena.

-No, no. Whatever you have to say, say it., replied Sam.

-Okay, so, I overheard two guys talking before my math class. I think one of them was your ex? Black skin, greenish eyes?, said the brunette.

-Yeah, that's him. I don't know why this should be concerning for you but go on?, frowned Sam hesitantly.

-Well, I heard him say that he wants to get back together with you, fuck your virgin pussy and then dump you. Just thought you should know. But you know, maybe that's what your mother wants, who knows?, replied Deena provokingly.

-H-He said that?, wondered the blonde girl.

-Yes, he did. Oh and that he would get some eventually. So if I were you, I would be careful around that douchebag., said the brunette.

-He's not a douchebag., replied Sam coldly.

-Oh yeah, he sounds like a fucking prince charming. You know, I was just looking out for you, but I guess I shouldn't have., scoffed Deena.

-Yeah, maybe you shouldn't have., replied the blonde girl.

Deena scoffed and turned around, flipping her off. Kate looked at Sam angrily.

-What?, sighed Sam looking at Simon and Kate.

-You're a dick., said Simon.

¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨A/N: okay so this a mess, but I hope you enjoy it! also, stop telling me to update because that's unnecessary, I'll update when I have the time and I don't mean this in a rude way but I have other stories to write and I have a life, so please learn to be patient