Me and Blake Weatherly

Chapter 9

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ORIGINAL POV: DENNY

I walked into the school doors with yet another frown. Yep, it was Tuesday. I was a little tired because I kept thinking about when Blake stared and bit his lip at me. Could it have meant something much more than a friendly gesture? Hmm...nah.

I waved at my Uncle Roy as I rounded the corner to get to one of the staircases. He was sipping on coffee, talking with a teacher, I assumed.

As soon as I was upstairs, Erica greeted me with an enthusiastic 'hello'. I exchanged a greet back and we walked together.

"By any chance, are you still a little shaken up with what happened on Friday at Blake's party?" She suddenly asked while cocking an eyebrow. My heart thumped at the sound of Blake's name. I stared at Erica a little while until I finally shook my head, trying to tame my secret feelings that I was feeling.

"Not really." I shrugged. Erica smiled and we both went into the math hallway, which was where my first hour class was. As soon as I started focusing straight ahead, my eyes unexpectedly darted to Blake, who was at his locker. Well, he wasn't actually in his locker getting books and what not. He was up on Allison, her back on his locker, and his hands on her perfect waists, making out with her. A few people were smiling at them as they walked by.

I on the other hand, rolled my eyes.

Erica widened her eyes, like she was taken on by surprise. "Whoa Momma." I glanced at her as we continued walking. "That's like, the hottest make out session I've ever saw! Even better than the make out sessions in the movies!"

I rolled my eyes again.

"That's usually not what you'd see every day." She suddenly mentioned.

"What do you mean?" I stopped at my classroom door, raising an eyebrow at Erica.

"Hmm, nothing really," Erica shrugged, "Just that Blake and Allison aren't really that affectionate in public like that. Well, not at school anyways."

I stared into her eyes curiously for a moment, and then I cocked my head to the side towards Blake, who was whispering something into Allison's ear. She was twirling her finger on his arm, working it up into his sexy messy hair, smiling seductively as she did. I can't believe this!

"Hmm, they must've had some fun last night." She smiled widely at this. I clenched my jaw. What did she mean by 'some fun'? What kind of fun did she mean exactly? Ugh! I started to get panicky, and started breathing hard.

"What do you mean?" I repeated, curling my eyebrows upwards.

"They're usually affectionate when they've had sex, that's all." Erica mentioned lamely. I widened my eyes , my mouth agape.

Without even saying goodbye to Erica, I stormed into my Pre-Calculus class.

I sat at my desk and took out my math things angrily, my lips poked out in spite of jealousy.

After math, I walked into Chemistry. I knew this would be horrible, because both Blake and Allison have this hour, too.

Eyes were laid on me for that brief moment, from the time I walked in and to the time I sat at my desk.

After a few seconds, Blake, Allison, and his two friends walked in. I stared. Everyone stared. Even Ms. Filster stared. Allison strutted to her seat and Blake gave a couple of guys some dap, followed by Elaine and Logan. Blake also gave a couple of girls staring a smile, but he didn't once turn to me. I crossed my arms and slanted in my seat stubbornly.