Settle down

Chapter 15

I don't want to go to school. I never ever want to put my foot there again. But I have to. I just feel so humiliated and stupid and pathetically enough, heart broken. I shouldn't have been so naive and believe that everything would work out as in the movies. The bad boy and the good girl becomes the perfect couple and the good girl changes the bad boy for the better. No, not really.

I've got to get my shit together, here's the deal. He used me, tough shit, but I will not let this ruin my year at this school. I can still have an amazing time here with Sally, Paul, Oona and those guys. Harry obviously have a problem and I will not let that affect me. I know that this is easier said than done, but I'm gonna try to cut him out of my life.

It's friday today and if I manage to stay out of his way today, I will have an entire weekend to just process things. I did have plans with Sally to go out saturday, but her boss needs her to be at the shop tomorrow. Therefore I figured I could go for a job hunt tomorrow.

It's raining like crazy and I'm so happy that I have a car. For breakfast I only make a quick smoothie and then I'm ready to go.

"Lola sweetie? Do you think you could take Dora to school today?" My moms voice comes from nowhere.

"Uhm...yeah sure mom. Where is she?" I ask. I haven't seen her all morning.

"Keep quite about this, but she have got a crush on a boy at her school and she is dressing up for him. How cute, huh?" She smiles her biggest smile. Oh lord. Poor girl, she shouldn't fall for guys like that. It only ends badly. I'm gonna have to have a chat with her in the car.

When Dora comes down the stairs I want to cry or laugh. Or both. I want to laugh because she looks ridiculous. Her hair is in an ugly braid, she is wearing a pink skirt and I think I spot some lipgloss on her. Now, that's probably mine. She told me that she would NEVER in her life wear make up, because it's gross and ugly. I want to cry because she is so pure and unaware of what love does o people and a little because my love life seems to be worse than my 11 year old sister.

When we're in the car I decide to break her bubble. I'm a horrible sister, but it has to be done.

"Hey sis, you know...Love is not really as it looks on TV." I begin softly, but with a serious voice.

"Yeah I know. In movies people always cheat on each other." Oh lord. That's the one part that movies get right.

"That's not quite what I meant, but..... I mean that this boy that you like may not like you back..... like, at all." I say to her, trying to prepare her. She looks at me like I'm sick.

"What I mean is that you shouldn't try too hard for some guy, because if he doesn't like you for you, there is someone else out there who will. You should be proud to be you and think that if he choose to be with someone else, it's his loss." I feel like I'm speaking to deaf ears.

"What do you know about that stuff, you don't even have a boyfriend." She says back.

"True, but I do actually know that there is a lot of bad guys out there who will pretend to like you for a game and you should watch out for those guys. Just watch yourself okay? And if something happens to you, I'm here." I feel like I'm finally connecting with my baby sis. This might be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

"That won't happen to me, because I know Toby. He is funny and I love him. I don't need your advice!" Okay. I take it back. Moment's gone. Dora is so naive. She's just like me. Damn it.

"Whatever Door. We're here now. Don't forget your bag! Love you!" I scream after her.

"Love you too Lola." There she goes. Love Toby, pfft. No way. She doesn't know what love is...... And I do?

I walk into the school and feel a wave of hopelessness run past me. I just want to dig a hole in the ground and sleep in there for the rest of the day. C'mon Lola, you can do this! One more day in school before the weekend.

Biology goes by quickly and Sally and I decide to meet up sometime during the weekend to finish the biology homework that's due next week. I don't really want the class to end, because that means that it's french, and french means Harry.

When I walk into the class room I pray that Harry's not there, but as I open my eyes, he is sitting in his usual spot at the front. I don't want to sit at the very back so I take a seat in the second row as far away from Harry's seat as possible. He must have noticed my presence because he looks back at me and gives me a mad look. I return the look just as mad as his and then look at the door. Paul enters and I wave for him to sit next to me. I make sure to greet him loud enough for Harry to hear.

"Hi Paul. How are you? You look nice today." I smile and try to sound happy.

"Hey babe. You look very beautiful today as well." We're back to babe I see. For the first time I actually welcome it.

"I see you've finally understood the dangers of sitting next to a bad gangster wannabe freak." He says nodding towards Harry. I get slightly mad at Paul for talking about Harry like that, but frankly he's right.

"Yeah, I have a policy that I will not be within 5 meters to absolute idiots." Harry's head snaps back and I give him an 'oops, you weren't meant to hear that'smile, but he was meant to hear that.

When class is over I walk out from the class room before Harry. I don't really wait for Paul either. I packed up my things before the class was over just so I could get out of there quickly. When I'm in the hallway Paul comes running to my side.

"Wow, are you in a rush?" He asks. Yes!

"No. Just hungry I guess. Lunch is my favorite meal of the day." I smile. It's not really. My favorite is dinner. As we are walking I hear loud steps behind us, and all of a sudden someone bump into me causing all my books and papers to go all over the place. I look up and see a curly headed asshole walk away.

"Dick!" Paul shouts. Harry's respond is to give us his middle finger without turning around.

Is this how it's gonna be now? Well game on.