His Fake Girlfriend

Chapter 2

To say that everyone was staring at Becky and I would be an understatement, the girls were mostly glaring down at us while the guys looked at us in..disgust? I don't even know.

I fiddled nervously with the hem of my sweater as we made it through the parking lot, this year was obviously not off to a good start.

I took out my schedule from my bag as I made my way alone to my locker. I dialed my combination and let out a happy sigh when it opened.

Lockers and I did not have much luck so I was beyond happy when my locker opened on the first try. I placed my empty binders in the locker as I grabbed two for my first two classes.

I shoved them into my bag along with my pencil case and water bottle, I shut my locker to only see Patrick leaning against it. I jumped a little in surprise and the asshole laughed.

I turned on my heels walking away from him, but to my luck he soon caught up to me.

"Hey R" he said with a smile.

"R? Really? Is it so hard to say Ria which is three letters by the way" I snapped at him.

"Jeez, why are you so pissed? Is it that time of month?" he asked with a signature smirk.

"Unless you see me opening up a pad in front of you don't assume I'm on my period" I glared at him but he just chuckled.

"What do you want?" I groaned as we pushed past a bunch of people.

"Well, it's an easy thing. All you have to do is bring Becky to my party on Friday"

"Are you insane? She hates parties." I said emphasizing the word hate.

"I know but I'm pretty sure you can do it"

"Yeah" I scoffed "I'm not doing it"

"Well I guess I'll just tell Hayes you like him" he said raising up an eyebrow.

"No- Wait, you don't have any proof idiot"

"Yeah I do, you confessed it over text, which I took a screenshot of for black mailing puproses"

"Ugh, fine I'll bring her, but you have to save up a whole load of chocolate for me"

With a sigh he agreed and I smiled. "Deal" he said and we shook hands.

"Okay now get to class" I said shooing him away as we stopped in front of my English class.

"I think you'll be glad to know Hayes is in your class" he said with a suggestive smirk.

"Shut up, why are we even friends?" I groaned, shaking my head.

"Because I'm incredibly sexy, funny, hot, gorgeous-" I cut him off before he could continue.

"And your ego is bigger than your brain" to which he chuckled. I waved at him and he waved back.

I took a deep breath before continuing into my class. My teacher gave me a small nod of welcoming and greeted me with a "Welcome to Grade 10 English..blah blah"

I was one of the first people to arrive so I chose my favorite seat, one at the back.

People started piling in but I didn't see Hayes yet, what if Patrick was lying? Well if he did, I'm going to kill him.

I opened up my binder after the bell rang, and then proceeded to pull out my pencil case. The teacher began to take attendance when someone burst through the door.

It was of course Hayes "Sorry ma'am" he said before scanning the room to look for a seat. His eyes landed on me...or well the seat beside me, which luckily was the only seat left.

"Hey" he said quietly to me.

"Uh.. hey Hayes" I mumbled back quickly as a blush rose up to my cheeks.

Hayes Grier was talking to me, the guy I've been crushing on for the past year. A smile rose to my lips.

Maybe this year would be better than I thought. The class seemed to go on and on.

A note flew on to my desk. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked around to see who could have sent it to me.

My eyes landed on Hayes who gave me a cute smile, predicting that it was him who sent the note,  I opened it up.

"Hey"  was written in his messy writing.

"Hi :)" I wrote back.

Isn't this class super boring?

Yesss, when do we get out of here? :(

30 minutes or so, can't wait for lunch

Me either, I can't wait for the first day of school lunch

The only day where they have amazing food

But atleast the food normally isn't bad as other schools.

That's true, so what are you doing after school?

Um, just going to hang around the house, what about you?

Football practice, my mom was wondering if you would like to babysit Sky today at 6:00 ish?

Yea sure.

The notes stopped after that and it left me wondering if that was why he wanted to talk to me. Simply because he wanted me to babysit his younger sister.

With a sigh, I decided it was the conclusion. Hayes would never want to talk to me.