MakingUp, a romance fiction | Chapter 1 of 1
A/N - I'm a newbie at this, so I hope I do this right 😊 Enjoy! I wanted to try something different for a change.
I felt oxygen rushing out of me as I watched him saunter over to my table. That and maybe when I dozed off during class, I accidentally hit my head on my table. A concussion was definitely a possibility.
"So, I guess we're partners now?" He asked giving me a grin. I felt my cheeks burning up at his sentence. This was like a dream come true for me! Here he was my crush for almost my whole life and we were partners for a project! I cast him a sideward glance and felt heat rush to my face when he gave a smirk.
"I know you like what you see, Addie." He said cockily. Needless to say, my happy, girly side went away and my usual one, reserved solely for him alone, came on.
Arrogant ass.
"I do not. Don't eventry to flatter yourself." I said hotly hoping he'd get the hint and back off for a little while. He was hoping to say more, but I decided to focus a smidge of my attention to my blabbering teacher.
My Home Economics teacher could not be any crueler than to pair me up with Blake Robinson who other than being my one and only crush, also happened to be my greatest enemy. Cliché anyone?
"Remember, it has to be something that benefits people and I don't just mean food. Now, you know this project will be taking up more than 30% of your total grade, so do your best and present this project in 3 weeks time." Mr. Hastings said cheerfully or should I say, diabolically?
Apparently, I was wrong about my teacher.
The bell rang just in time to allow others to happily leave the classroom including the evil teacher. Except of course me. I was too busy thinking over all the pros and cons of the situation and ended up with more cons than a statistics chart. Over reacting, I'm sure but almost true nonetheless. You see, when you put someone who can't say a nice thing in public to her crush and said crush in one room for a while, things end up messy.
This is not going to end too well. I groaned inwardly as I banged my head on the table for the second time that period.
When I was finally sane enough to realize I was going to be late, I rushed out of the room only to be greeted by a solid thing or rather, a person who had solid bone structure at the halls making me lose my balance with a loud "oof!"
I awaited the impact of my butt on the floor but it never came. Instead, arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me into a standing position. I blushed at the fact that someone had seen my klutziness live, but I didn't want to seem rude to the person who saved me so I looked up and jumped out of the warmth the arms gave me.
"I always knew you wanted me Adrianne." Blake said with a seductive voice and then promptly burst into laughing at my red face both from embarrassment and... well, mostly from his statement.
Embarrassment soon made way for my anger at him laughing at me and pretty soon, I was bubbling over with my temper.
"Oh shut up you cocky jerk." I said angrily as I left without letting him have his say. Although I did hear him cursing as I walked away to my next classroom I kept going in hopes to maybe agitate him even more. He never did like not getting his way. I smiled at his frustrated self then quickly felt bad for doing this to the guy I was practically in love with.
Stupid, stupid girl you are Adrianne! I mentally scolded myself
I let out a sigh and decided on a resolution. I would not give Blake any more reason to hate me, in fact I was going to try to make friends with him and then, maybe then, I could admit my feelings about him to soften the blow of his reaction which would most likely be rejection.
