Status: In a Relationship

Chapter Eleven

Saturday night was the greatest night of my life. With the exception of Jake and losing my phone...but to be honest...it was absolutely worth it! It seems that Andrew and I connected on a much deeper level than ever before and soon we'll be together...maybe.

     I walked to my locker and knelt down to open it. I shoved my books in and grabbed out my snack. I could hardly wait to tell the guys what happened.

    "Hey Fay," a sweet male voice greeted.

    I stood up and found my Prince Charming standing right next to my locker.

    "Oh hi," I said, a little taken aback.

    "Saturday night was great," Andrew stated.

    "Yeah...except I...ah...I lost my phone..." I said, a little perplexed.

   "Oh...maybe I can ask my dad if he can contact the restaurant to see if they found it..." Andrew suggested.

    "That would be great," I said in appreciative tone.

    Andrew shot me a smile, which almost gave me a heart attack. "No problem."

    "Andrew!" I heard someone yell his name.

    "Yeah I'm comin' Ace!" Andrew shouted back, looking over his shoulder.

    "Well hurry up! I don't want the others to get mad!"

    "I said I'm coming!"

    There was a small silence. Andrew then turned his head back to me and gave me his dazzling smile.

    "So I was wondering...we should go out again sometime..." Andrew suggested, which sent my heart fluttering.

    "Sure," I said in a high pitched voice. I was trying not to squeal in excitement.

    "Cool," I watched his face brighten.

   "You better go before...um..." I said pointing to Ace who looked ready to scream again for Andrew to move.

    "Yeah...I better go. I'll see ya later," Andrew said before shooting me with his dazzling smile and leaving me dazed.

    I stood there for about a minute after Andrew left, daydreaming about our next date and how it would be to finally kiss him, before I decided to move but I was then jumped by a small angry ball of blonde hair.

    "Je-SUS!" I said, my hand flew to my heart in shock. I had to hold on, with my other hand, to a couple of lockers to keep myself upright for the blonde to look up at me.

    "You think you're so slick," she said, folding her arms across her chest and scrunching her nose like she usually did.

    "Um...?" I asked, confused and a little frightened.

    "You know the only reason why he invited you to that dinner was because I was too busy to go..." B1 said in her usual snobbish manner.

    I rolled my eyes. "Whatever Brooke."

    "I hear it's bad cheating on a boyfriend," Brooke said, staring me down, even though she was looking up.

    "Cheating on my boyfri- I'm not cheating on my boyfriend," I said quickly, hoping she didn't notice my moment of relapse.

    Oh my god, I had completely forgotten my fake boyfriend! That's great Fay. You can't even keep a good relationship with a fake boyfriend, how in the hell are you suppose tot keep a real one, huh?

    "Whoa. Hold up. Since when did you have a moral high ground?" I asked, realising Brooke wasn't exactly 'saint' when it came to cheating on boyfriends.