Silenced Love Story

Chapter 3: Meeting Vanessa

When I got to school, Abdiel was already waiting for me. He said, "I have somebody I want you to meet."
"Really? Who?," I questioned.
"My girlfriend, Vanessa. She's head captain of the cheerleading team, and she has all A's. She's also considered popular," He kept talking and babbling on about how perfect she was. As soon as "My girlfriend" came out of his beautiful mouth, my heart skipped a beat and my back shivered. I doubt I have a chance with him. I do admit, Vanessa is very decent looking. She has long brown curly hair, with green eyes and freckles. She's quite short, so I guess that adds "cuteness" for guys. Meanwhile, my hair is medium long, and I have hazel eyes. I may not have freckles, but I do have dimples. I'm 5'4" so I'm guessing I'm average. Vanessa is about 5'1" and Abdiel is 5'10".
"Hi, Lucie. Nice meeting you!," she said in a perky and enthusiastic way.
"Hi, Vanessa. It was nice meeting you too," I replied.

"Hey, Lucie I'm gonna go to the restroom I'll be back," Abdiel said.
"Ok, make sure you hurry up," I responded

"So, Vanessa, I heard you're captain of the cheerleading team! How's that wor-" I got interrupted. She cut me off.
"Listen up, dog face. Abdiel is mine, and you will never have him. I can tell you like him, but you should know he doesn't like you - he likes me. Be careful. I may be one of the cutest cats in the school, but I hiss," she impatiently sad with a rude tone to her voice.
"Well, I wouldn't chase a cat anyway... after all they'd run away, am I right?," I rudely replied with what people call a bitch face.
"Ugh, you're such a little whore. Anyway, you tell anybody about this conversation, you will regret it," she threatened as she stepped closer with every word.

"What's going on?," asked Abdiel as he stepped in the area.
"Oh, nothing, I was just telling Lucie the directions to Building A," Vanessa said, lied, to her own boyfriend. What a little bitch.

*Bell rings*

*after Science, last class of the day*

As I was walking to my mom's car, I heard a voice from behind.
"Lucie! Wait! I have to ask you something!," I recognized his voice, I turned around, and I immediately knew it was Abdiel.
"What is it?," I desperately asked.
"You're good at chemistry, right? My dad told me I had to find someone to study with for the next test. If I don't pass it, he said he'll punish me, and my dad's very strict," he worriedly said.
"Yeah, calm down, I'll help you. Are you available today?," I asked.
"Yeah, I'll come over at 5:00," He quickly responded.
"Okay, bye."
"Bye," he said as he walked away.

"What was that about?," Asked my curious mom.
"Oh, he asked me something about the math homework," I said while putting my seatbelt on. I knew I lied and I knew it was wrong, but my mom would never let a boy come over.
"Okay... Oh, sweetie, I'm gonna drop you off home and I'm gonna go back to work for a few hours I'll be back at around 8:30," she said while looking behind our car for any incoming vehicles.
I simply agreed with her "house rules" such as no boys in the house, no overeating, no parties, etc.

By the time I got home it was already 5:00, so I called Abdiel and he said he was already on his way. 20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door, saw Abdiel, told him to come in, and we started studying.

*30 minutes later*

"Hey do you have any soda?," questioned Abdiel.
"Yeah, follow me and you pick which ever you want," I said as I stood up, and him behind me.

All of a sudden, I feel hands on my waist, and a pull from behind.
"Abdiel, what are you doing?," I asked with a confused expression on my face.
"Shhhh... Relax babe. I know I have a girlfriend but I'm gonna break up with her tomorrow. She's a bitch, I don't even like her anymore. I like you, and I want you," he said as he moved my hips around his crotch area.
"But Abdiel I don't think it's r-"
"Shh," he said while he ran his index finger across my lips.
"You wanna do this, babe?," he asked me while putting his chin on my left shoulder.
"Yes... let's go upstairs," I replied, knowing what was gonna come.