Treat Me Better { on hold }

Chapter 9 - Lunch Time

Sorry guys that I haven't posted anything for about 3 weeks or more. I was really busy. I couldn't post yesterday. I'm sorry that this chapter isn't long enough. Hopefully the nest one would be longer.

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Bianca's POV

"So it's been a week, and you guys still haven't broken up yet."

"Basically. Well, it's not like I care or anything. We aren't committed or serious. It's a lie; fake. I don't really care anyways." I replied to Maribel as we went over to the cafeteria lunch line.

I'll be honest; I only thought my old school's cafeteria had junk food and non-healthy stuff, looks like I was wrong. I never thought that schools in America had THAT many unhealthy, fatty meals.

"What are you getting?" asked Maribel as she took her lunch tray and proceeded to grab her usual; an apple, a chicken sandwich, a Pepsi can, a small portion of French fires, and a chicken salad. She eats/drinks all that in a matter of 20 minutes. Lunch time is about an hour. I don't know how she does that.

"Umm..." I thought out loud as I scanned my choices. In the past, my diet was out of order and disproportional, but now I changed. I just took the chicken salad and a bottle of water, and paid the lunch lady.

Maribel and I used to sit wherever. Since she participates in many clubs, she has many choices of where to sit. I just follow her around. However, today is not our usual plan. Since it was Tuesday, we would usually sit with people from the welcome back committee or from the photography club, both located by the glass window walls facing the green field. Today, I saw Maribel take a detour towards the center of the lunch area. I know only a couple of people who would sit there. Katherine and the cheerleaders, the snobby rich kids, and Anthony and his friends, which includes Brent.

Brent and Maribel have been dating for about a week and have been spending a lot of time together. Right now, if my calculations are correct, Brent probably has asked Maribel to sit with him in break, which includes me with the deal.

"Um, Maribel, why are we going towards Brent's table?" I asked by her.

"Because we are." She smirked.

"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" I whined as I dodged a boy with glasses sneezing in my direction.

"Because I forgot and we were busy talking about some other things."

"I don't want to sit there." I whispered.

"Why? Because your 'boyfriend' will be there?" she smirked at me.

"No, yes, whatever. It's embarrassing and awkward. Why are you doing this?" I insisted.

"Listen." She stopped making me stop with her then facing me. "Everyone in this stupid school thinks you're dating. But if people will find out its fake, they'll get angry because they were dumb enough to believe it. But they are not that dumb; they noticed that you guys haven't spoken in a while. Especially the smart ones already suspect that you guys aren't dating."

"How would they?"

"Because you weren't sitting with him for the past week. Honestly, if a couple doesn't spend time together in front of everyone, showing that they are in fact together, they'll find out sooner or later."

"OMG, why are people making this a big deal?" I sighed as I sat down at the empty table. "You know what? I'll just break up with him! Simple as that!"

"No don't! Anthony is right, you know. Don't break up now; break up in about a month."

"Why?!" I exaggerated while raising an accusatory eyebrow at her.