Capture It

Let Me In On The Plan

Sitting with Blake in art was more interesting than I thought it would be. I asked him simple questions about art. It really intrigued me to learn more about him. He never really brought up his family or any friends. My thoughts pondered on the idea of him being so alone. Or maybe he just liked to keep to himself. I wouldn't blame him for that. It was always easier for me to stay away from a crowd.

Whatever it was, I was determined to find out eventually. There was so much about him that just made him so addictive to me. The way he looked when he was drawing, the way he spoke about art, the passion he had for it. Then there was the beaming beauty that radiated off him every time I looked at him. I thought about him a lot whether I was in school or sitting on my bed listening to music. This feeling was so strange to me, i've never found someone to be so dowright beautiful in every way.

My mother asked me everyday she came home from work if I've made any new friends or met any cute boys. My first thought would be Blake but I didn't mention him. I told her all about Julie and her group of friends. She was so happy for me she pretty much celebrated with brownies. I knew if I told her about Blake she'd be ecstatic. She'd ask a million questions as if I've never been interested in someone who might actually be interested in me. Well that would actually be slightly true. There weren't many times I would tell my mom about cute boys unless I was five and told her how a boy lent me his crayon, so he must've liked me.

I knew for a fact I couldn't be the only person drooling over Blake in this school. With his devilishly charming looks, he had to have every girl falling for him. The thought never really occurred to me before but I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me at least a little. I'd be pretty disappointed if I found out there was another girl who caught his eye. I just hope if there was I'd find out soon enough before falling deeper into his trance.

After school ended, I had my mind set on Blake so much I completely forgot about Peter needing to ask me something. I haven't thought about him since I saw him in the cafeteria throwing food around like a wild animal while laughing with the rest of his imbicile friends. I immediately wanted to avoid going to my locker since I knew he'd show up by the time I got there. The minute the bell rang I made my way to the nearest bathroom. I couldn't think of anywhere else to go so this seemed pretty normal besides the fact I'm pretty much hiding from a pretty handsom guy that most girls would be rushing to get to.

I jetted in one of the stalls and quickly turned the lock. I didn't even look to notice if anyone else was in here so I assumed there might be someone. I'd have to at least pretend to use the bathroom.

As I was "pretending", I heard something I was definitely not supposed to hear. There were a few girls that walked in talking about some guy who gets around all the girls. It took me a few moments to realize they were talking about Peter. They were rambling about past dates with him and his signature "moves" on them. This was the biggest joke. I sat silently, listening closesly.

"Yeah, well, when we were waiting for our food in a fancy restaurant, he called me gorgeous and he pecked me on my cheek," a perky voice exclaimed.

"When we were watching Titanic, he held my hand and told me he'd want a cute love story like that. Well besides the part where the boy dies," said another clueless sounding voice. I practically giggled under my breath at the these girl's immaturity. I had no idea girl's were really dumb enough to argue over their dates with the same guy. It only shows just how much of a jerk he really is, but of course these girls are so blinded.

The next girl's comment is what caught me by surprise.

"Guys that's real cute and all but have you heard about that new girl? I heard she's actually really pretty like some model or something."