The Catch

Chapter 8

STEPHANIE'S POV

After art I had English and before I know it the bell rang, signalling the end of the day. I rush to my locker and unpack my books. I put my social homework in my bag and lock my locker. I start to head outside when I feel a hand on my shoulder.

I turn around and see Gisselle looking at me.

"Hey! Back off of West or you'll regret the day you met me!" Gisselle threatens. I can see the scheming in her eyes and for a second I do feel nervous.

"Well I already regret the day I met you, ya hot mess!" I reply.

I turn around and walk away. I know she's gonna do something, this isn't over and until it is she's gonna do everything in her power to make my life miserable.

I step outside and see West standing at the flag pole so I run over to him.

WEST'S POV

I see Stephanie running towards me so I straighten up from my slouched position and a smile stretches across my face. She slows down as she reaches me.

"Hey!" She says. "I can take my car and you can follow me to my house in your car. Wait do you have a car?"

"Yeah! Yeah I have a car. I'll follow you." I chuckle.

"Cool." She said before we headed over to the parking lot.
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I hop out of my car once we reach a pretty big house. Stephanie parks her car in the driveway and steps out. I pull my car up beside her, park, and step out.

"Well here we are!" She says as she starts walking towards the door of the house. Stephanie unlocks the door of her house with a key on a sparkly lanyard and holds the door open for me as I step in. Her house is big. I'm not talking mansion size but it's still a big house. To the left of me there's a set of stairs that leads upstairs and directly in front of me is a hall way that looks like it leads to a sitting area.

"Uh do you wanna come upstairs?" Stephanie asks me while scratching her arm.

"Uh yeah. Yeah!" I reply quickly.

STEPHANIE'S POV

I lead West up to my room and we sit down on my bed.

"So the art project," he starts.

The art project is you have to interview another person in art and paint a portrait of how they look on the inside based on what you learned. The picture isn't the other person's organs but their hobbies and dreams. The person you interview and paint has to the same about you.

"What's your favourite colour?" West questions me. He already has paper and a pencil out.

"Pink!" I state. "Sometimes purple."

He starts scribbling this down.

"Favourite animal?" West asks me.

"Giraffe because they're so tall. They don't have anyone looking down on them so they can do whatever they want." I answer.
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After about an hour of asking each other questions West looks at the time.

"Sorry Stephanie! I've got to go!" He says. He runs out of my room but quickly ducks his head back in. "See you tomorrow!" He adds before he ducks his head out my room and I hear the front door close.

I smile to myself and turn on my music and all of a sudden I start dancing. After about 6 songs I'm tired so I sit down, close my eyes, and start drifting asleep. Before I fall asleep completely I realize that I think I'm in love with West.