The Gossip Guys (ON HIATUS)

Chapter Three: Hey There Delilah

Delilah’s P.O.V.

Third Period

  Her words echoed through my ears as I quickly swept through the halls. I felt like everything and everyone was staring at me. Calling me stupid. Walls were caving in. My vision was blurring with tears, and I almost crashed over a long lump in the middle of the hall.

  Two strong hands caught me right as I was about to fall face first into the wall and pulled me up right to my feet.

  “Hey! Lil Dee, what’s wrong?” I heard Blake’s concerned voice say. I stood up and quickly pulled away, wiping the tears from my face. I smiled a weak yet convincing smile.

  “Nothing, it’s… I’m fine.”

  “Okay, I may not be a girl expert,” he sat against the wall, and motioned for me to sit with him, so I did, “but I do know that ‘I’m fine’ is one of the biggest lies a girl like you will ever tell. And don’t forget, you suck at lying.”

  “It’s nothing, really.”

  “I don’t believe you.”

  “It’s nothi-..”

  “If you’re going to refuse to answer that question, answer this one. Why are you here?”

   That seemed like a stupid question. I was here because it was a mandatory thing to go to school, and I had to whether I liked it or not. Whether I was stupid or not.

  “Why are you here, as in this side of the school?”

  “I uh…”

  “Was that a bad question? Were you skipping class or something?”

  “No, nothing like that…”

  “Okay, then I’m going to have to ask again. Why are you here?”

  “Um…”

  “You really don’t want to talk about it do you?”

  Tears started to leak from my eyes again, and he looked down at my shaking hands, which were clutching my schedule in a death grip. I quickly wiped away my tears, and he looked at me with a question mark on his face.

  “I uh…” I laughed slightly. “I misread my schedule… I have Physics, like… Ten minutes ago.”

  “Really? That’s all?”

  “I uh… Yeah. That’s all.”

  “I don’t think so,” he said crossing his arms.

  “I have algebra one…. Next period… Not algebra two… I just… Over reacted.”

  “Can I take a guess here?” I nodded quietly. “You feel like everyone else is smarter, because you have a lower class. And you feel stupid for misreading the schedule. You feel like everything in the whole world is laughing at you because you aren’t good at math, right?”

  I sniffled and looked at my hands which were messing with the hem of my tee shirt.

  “I… Yeah. That’s exactly it.”

  “Delilah, will you look at me?”

  I squeezed my eyes shut, a few tears sliding down my cheeks, before taking a deep breath and looking up. Blake put his hand underneath my chin and wiped away my tears. He looked into my eyes, searching them for a few minutes before releasing my gaze. He grinned at me with a twinkle in his eyes that I couldn’t understand.

  “Math sucks,” was all he said. I nodded and laughed. He pulled me into a hug and when I finally pulled away, a thought hit me.

  “Why are you in the halls Blake?”