The G.G

2-A Deal with a Handsome Devil

The next morning I was woken up by my alarm and with a lot of pain in my knees and wrists, then I remembered that last night I fell on all four. Stretching my sore joints and stiff muscles I managed to get out of bed and into the bathroom that was inside my bedroom and besides my closet.

My room wasn't very big but I didn't share it with any of my brothers so that was a plus. My single bed had a blue knitted quilt over it that matched my curtains. My desk was a big pile of books and papers that I should organize this weekend. My shoes were kept in a drawer underneath my bed.

Once I was in the bathroom I took another shower just to ensure that all the paint was off. I took my sweet time showering, knowning that I always woke up early and thus I always had more time to get ready. The moment I finished getting ready I strotted down the stairs and into the kitchen where my two little brothers and my older brother were eating breakfast.

"Good morning family." I chirped.

"Morning Gemm." They chanted back without lookig up.

After that we stayed silent, each one of us doing our own thing until I realized that it was time to go to school and later on, time to face Nathan. Sighing I walked out of the house and towards my car, hoping that for some reason life would give me a break and Nathan wouldn't be at school. I drove as slowly as permited trying to take more time than needed to get to school.

Most people called school a hell hole but I soon discovered that it was the people that made school hell. I liked learning but I didn't like the way the classes were handled.

Before I knew it, I was already parking on my usual spot. Taking a deep breath and trying to calm my erratic heart, I got out of the car. There were a few students on the grounds but I still walked fast towards the office to avoid the first day time table caos.

"Good morning Caroline." I greeted the middle age woman who worked at schools front desk.

"Good morning Gemma, let me pull out your schedule." Caroline said with a smile.

I talked with Caroline until the printer beeped signaling that it was done printing. I took it with a smile. "Thanks Caroline, see you later." I thanked her and left towards my new locker.

After searching for a couple of minutes I was able to find the little rectangle that would keep my things safe for the rest of the year. It didn't take long for Barbara and Chris to catch up with me outside of our classroom. The three of us had chemistry as a first class.

Once chemistry was over and Chris left for swim practice I pulled Barbara to the side of the hallway and told her about the little paper and the paint accident. "Even though I have the slight urge to rip his throat out for pranking you there is one thing I'm certain of, he totes wants to bang you in that classroom." She said wiggling her eyebrows.

I groaned. "More like murder me and then hide my body." I said as Bob took my hand and began to pull me to PE class.

I only had three classes with Bob on Mondays and PE was the second one. It took us a while to get changed intoour uniform but once we did we walked to the GYM were Coach Lennon was waiting for the class to gather. He started to give us instructions of wjat we had to do for the class. Did I hate PE? Yes. Was I useless at it? No.

Two more classes till lunch and then it was show time. We began to run around the gym and after that we began to do some exercises and after one hellish hour I was able to go to get a shower and rinse the sweat of my body. Once I was out I collided with another girl, Christine, that was walking towards the showers. "Hey Christy, how are you?" I asked with a smile.

Chris was the head of the dance team and the cheerleaders, she wore too much make up and was a bitch to most people. "Good, now move Gemma I need to shower." She said pushing me to get into the shower.

She wasn't so bad but sometimes she was a little on the rude side but nothing too bad. "How can you still smile to that girl even after everything is beyond me?" I heard Barbara scold from behind me as I finished getting dressed and began to brush my hair.

"I like being nice to other, even if they are mean, sometimes a little kindness can go a long way Bob." I smiled at her as I put my converse on walked towards the door of the dressing room.

Before I got out I felt someone tug at my arm. "We both know that there is different reason for that Gemma." Bobby said with a worried face. "Just because of what happen, which wasn't your fault in the first place, doesn't mean that you have to be kind towards everyone and let them walk all over you." With that I pulled back my arm and strutted out of the room before Bobby could catch me.

One more class until I had to meet up with Nathan, I walked quickly to my locker to fetch my books and just as I was turning around someone stopped me. "Hey there girlie." Said Chris with his always charming smile.

"Hey, what's up Chris?" I mumbled as I walked to my English class.

"Oh, nothing, just wishing that my best friend had told me about the little incident with Nate last night. It really did break my heart having to learn this from Gilbert." He said with a hurt expression.

"Sorry big guy it's just that I didn't want to start beef between you and Nathan, also the fact that I've barley processed what happened." I said as a placed my hand on Chris' arm.

"Ok... Well there isn't much I can do, so, bye kiddo see you later." He said as he patted my head like a dog and walked away from me.

Once I got to my English class I sat down and began to pull out all of my material. The class went faster than I wanted it to, once the bell rang I knew I had to head to the art room or else. Solemnly, like a condemned man walking towards his executioner, I walked to the art room. Once I was in front of it I placed my hand on the knob softly pushing it open and taking a deep breath in. Nathan stood in the middle of the room staring at one the paint in there. It was one of my paintings in fact, I remember when I painted it. It was right after the incident and my feelings were mostly vividly represented on the canvas, the dark blues, deep grays and unforgiving blacks.

"Nathan?" I said barely louder than a whisper.

He turned around quickly staring at me with his merciless eyes. A wicked look traveled around his face making me shiver in fear. "You came." He said with a very small smirk.

"Well the note was very explicit as of what would happen if I didn't show up." Nathan nodded at my statement.

"Why am I here Nathan?" I said rubbing my forehead as I felt a headache begin.

"I want to make a deal with you." he said shrugging his shoulders.

"What kind of deal?" I asked fearfully.

"I need help with certain subjects and I want to graduate this year. So you are going to help me." he stated confidently.

"And what makes you believe that I'll do such thing?" I answered.

"Well if you help me I'll make sure that nobody ever walks over you."

"I don't need a bodyguard." I said taken aback from his proposition.

"I'm not saying that I'll become your bodyguard, I'm saying that I will teach you to defend yourself." he said taking one step closer to the canvas that was in the middle of the room.

My canvas.

"Lovely painting, it would be a pity..." he began and grabbed a black shaprie. "... If someone decided..." he uncapped the sharpie. "...to draw something on it..." as he began to inch the sharpie closer I snapped.

"No! Don't touch it!" I screamed.

"Help me pass my classes and I won't touch your paintings." he bargained.

I stood in shock and pandered over mt options. I could help him and maybe get something out of it or I could not help him standing my ground but that would mean one of my most precious piece of art. It wasn't that hard really.

"I'll do it! I'll do it, just stay away from the canvas right now please." I begged him.

He smiled, back away from the painting and stuck out his hand. "Do we have a deal Stone?"

Sighing in resignment I shook his hand. "We have a deal."

I had just made a deal with the devil, a handsome devil at that.