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Chapter Three

Chapter Three

It's after school Tuesday, I decided it was best to leave Blake alone at school today, as every time I would look at him he would give me a angry glare. I was sitting on my bed when there was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in" I said, the door opens and I see my mum walking in the door way and sit next to me on the end of my bed. Smiling happily she says.

"We are having guests for dinner so wear something nice they will be here in a hour" She walks toward my wardrobe and pulls out a purple flowerily dress and hangs in on the door.

"Who's the guests mum" I ask jumping of my bed and change in to the dress.

"It's a friend of your dad's from his work, with his family, I hear he has a son the same age as you" she says smiling happily at the thought of a boy in the house other than my dad and my brother.

"Okay" I reply softly, applying a light cover of make up.

*1 Hour Later*

Bing Bong

"Rachel get the door please" my mum shouts from the kitchen as she finishes cooking the dinner. I walk over too the door and I am welcomed by the sight Tall black haired man will blue eyes similar too and a woman similar height too me with black hair and brown eyes. They are both very beautiful.

"Hello, I'm Rachel Taylor" i said, gesturing too come in.

"Hello Rachel, I am James Wright, and this is my wife Amelia Wright" He says walking in to the house and shaking my hand.

"Nice too me you Rachel" Mrs Wright said while i shake her hand.

"You too, Mrs Wright" i say returning the hand shake smiling sweetly.

"Call us Amelia and James, you will make me feel old calling us Mr and Mrs" James says smiling at me. They both look similar age to my parents.

"Ahh and this is our son Blake Wright, I think you go to the same school." I didn't realise that Blake has been standing there the whole time he doesn't look at me while his dad is talking. So much for trying to stay away from him for a little while.

"Rachel" He nods, as he follows his parents into the living room and I follow closely behind him. we are both quite not looking at each other while out parents great each other.

Dinner was awkward the only free seat was the one opposite Blake was didn't look up at me one. After dinner i helped my mum clean the dishes and clean the kitchen.

"Why don't you two go up stairs while we have a chat" My dad says to me and Blake, I slowly get up from my seat and walk up the stairs to my room, i am relived to see that he is following me up the stairs and not making a scene.

My room is fairly big, I have one wall purple and the rest are cream, I have a double bed in the middle of the room and a small purple sofa under my window.

I sit down on the end of my bed and look to see that Blake is still standing at the door, looking round my bedroom. I suddenly fell nervous that he is secretly judging me.

"You can sit down if you want" I say breaking the uncomfortable silence that has over taken us. He just grunts and sits down on the sofa as far away from me as possible.

"So when do you want to work on the project" I said trying to make conversation.

"Don't worry I will do it all" He said sound annoyed already with me.

"No I want to help you cant take all the credit, Loser" I reply sounding equally as annoyed that he is angry at me.

" your so immature" he scoffs, While looking at his phone.

"No I'm not, you are, Freak" I say standing up from my sitting position.

"Yes you are!" he stands as well "Why can't you just leave me alone" He angrily mutters.

"No, where is the fun In that?" I reply smirking, and I see that his hands have clenched in to fists.

"I hate you" He said glaring at me. It suddenly hit me like a tonne of bricks, He hates me, he actually hates me, I can't stop the tears start to well up in my eyes. I look up at him and see that he is looking me in the eyes, His glare slowly starts to soften but doesn't disappear. I can't help a tear roll down my cheek, I quickly look away as I don't want him to see how weak I am. I wipe away the tears that are threatening to fall and turn to look at him,

I can't stand this any more, I can't have him hate me, I need to fix this, and I need to do it know.

"Look Blake, I know I have never been the nicest person too you but I want to apologize. I really am sorry for how I have treated you, So I'm sorry." I said to him hoping that he will except my apology. The look of shock that covers his face, tells me that he was not expecting that for me.

"It this some Kind of joke you expect me to forgive you that easy you must be crazy" He said while his angry glare returns too his beautiful face.

"No I'm serious I am sor-" He cut me off

"I don't believe you, I don't want to hear any more of this" He angrily says too me as he storms out of my room

"I will prove how sorry I am" I shouted after him as she storms out of my room.

"I promise" I whisper to my self not knowing how I am going to do this. 

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