The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 8: People Will Cry, and The Sparks Will Fly

I hate waking up early. Especially when you fall asleep at 6, and have to wake up at 6:30. It's bad, I know. But I had too many things on my mind. What can make all of this drama any worse?

I never should've said that.

We get to school after a long bus ride of avoiding everyone, and trying to be sitting alone with Steven on the other row, but Harry sat next to me to try and see what was wrong. Like he doesn't know. After we get into class, our teacher gives the announcement that has all of the guys going crazy. "We have a new student in our class. Her name is Amber! She's from California." When we all look at the door, she walks in. Long blonde hair, blue eyes. Oh god. If you would've seen the expression change on Harry's face. He couldn't get his eyes off her. I hate her so much. She used to go to school here, she left for 5 years, and now she decides to come back. All of the guys only like her because of one thing, though. Her boobs and her butt. It looks like she had 5 too many plastic surgeries. They're so big, they barely fit in her shirt and jeans. No wonder she's wearing a tank top. I roll my eyes, and all of the other girls try to become friends with her. Harry walks up to her, puts his arm around her, and starts hitting on her. "Somebody call 911, because Amber just stole my heart." The class all yells: "AWWWW" and I slam my face onto the desk. That actually hurt a lot, I dont know why I did that. Class starts and everyone sits down, and before I know it they both go to the bathroom. I know what he's doing, it's obvious. They're going to meet in the bathroom. He goes first, and 10 minutes later she goes. I ask to go to the bathroom and the teacher lets me, and asks a stupid question: "Hmm I wonder whats wrong with everyone lately...everyone needs to use the bathroom apparently. Do you guys have a leak or something?" The class fakes a laugh, and I run into the bathroom. OF course. They meet in the girls bathroom, door locked. I pick the lock, and open it a crack. I look inside, and I see Harry and Amber talking. Something about cute and famous. Then, they kiss. I feel like someone just ripped my heart out. They had a steamy kiss, her hands through his hair, his hands on her waist. I slam the door, and hear Harry let go of her and try to catch up to me. "I'm sorry Amber, give me a second" I hear him say, before he runs after me. "KATIE COME BACK IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" I ignore him, and wipe the tears from my face. I go to the office and fake an excuse. "My stomach hurts, call my aunt. Quick, please." They call my aunt, and she comes to pick me up. I hear her pick-up truck drive in and I run outside with my backpack. "Katie, wait!!" Harry yells. I keep running. "Open the door!" I tell her. She unlocks the pick-up-truck's door, and I jump inside. I close the door, and lock it. My hair's a mess, my face is red, and I'm crying hard now. I cover my face, putting my face in my hands, and sobbing. I hear Harry outside the window trying to get my attention. Tapping the glass, and trying to sweeten me up. I dare look up and look at him, and he has Amber's red lipstick on his lips. I let out a groan of frustration. "What's wrong sweetie? Why are you crying?" my aunt asks. "Oh..my stomach just really hurts..." "Oh okay lets get you home then." We drive home, and while we're driving I look back, and I see Harry hopping into his car and driving at AT LEAST the speed 60 mph. We get home, she drops me off and drives away. I run inside, throw my stuff on the floor, and run upstairs to my room. I throw myself onto my bed, and cover my face with a pillow and scream into it. And of course, then someone knocks on the door.