At Least A Million More

Chapter 12

(Noah)

"I'm scared." I say, looking up at Delsin. He chuckles and pulls me into a hug.

"Noah, your acting like you've been away longer than two days."

"What if everyone's mad at me? I beat up the most attractive dude in school." I say, staring at the building across the street. Everyone's hanging out before school starts.

"Now that's where your wrong." Delsin laughs, ruffling my hair.

"Hey! I spent five seconds on that!" I whine, pushing him off the monkey bars.

"Haha very funny. Get down, we need to go!" Kenny laughs sarcastically, jumping to reach my feet. Every time he jumps I lift my feet up out of his reach. He growls before walking away with Raylen, grumbling about tall people.

"Kenny's right, lets go." Delsin says, helping me down. I groan and walk past him and tackle Kenny.

"Motherfucker." Kenny exclaims, standing up and fixing his T-shirt.

"I don't fuck my mom." I say, skipping past him. I brush the dirt off my black under armour shirt and gray basketball shorts.

"Noah!" Isabella, a very gorgeous girl, yells, running up to me.

"Hey Isabella! What's up?" I ask, slinging my arm around her shoulders.

"You know Trent right?" She asks, looking up at me with her bright blue eyes.

"No, not at all. He's just been living in a room in my house and calls me his brother and my mom his mom." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Shut up! Anyway, do you think he'd go out with me?" She asks, biting her bottom lip.

"I don't know. ." I say looking at Trent as he tackles Dylan and Cassie in a hug. He hasn't dated anyone since McKenzie.

"Could you find out for me?"

"Sure, maybe you should start hanging with us so he gets comfortable around you." I suggest, looking down at her.

"Really? You wouldn't mind?" Isabella asks, smiling up at me. I never knew she had braces. .

"As long as your friends don't mind us stealing you away." I laugh, looking around.

"I don't have friends." She mumbles.

"What?! Your beautiful! I'm sure you'd have guy friends! Right?" I ask, looking down at her.

"I'm beautiful now. I wasn't before." She smiles sadly.

"What made you, unbeautiful?" I ask, looking at her.

"I had glasses, crooked teeth, and I was overweight." She says, looking down.

"How come you never came and talked to me? I could have been there for you." I say, hugging her.

"You're popular, and intimidating. Everyone's scared of you." She whispers.

"Why is this the first I'm hearing of everyone being scared of me?" I ask, walking toward Trent.

"Dumbass! Who's this?" Trent asks, smiling at Isabella.

"Isabella." I say, nudging her. She looks up at Trent and blushes a deep red.

"Hi."

"Hey Izzy! I'm Trent! The brother of the dumbass currently standing beside you!" Trent says, grabbing Isabella and walking off with his arm around her shoulders. She looks back at me and smiles. I wink at her.

"I'm nervous." I say to Dylan, hugging him. He laughs.

"Everyone missed you! Our king is back!" He yells. Everyone looks up and starts clapping and yelling.