Oblivious To Love

Chapter 6: Emporess' New Clothes

          I was up till 10 o'clock packing my new clothes into my drawers, and even though I knew I would probably not want to get up in the morning when I finally got into bed, I knew that it was all worth it. I even put my mannequins to use for the first time. I had already picked out tomorrow's outfit and it hung on awkwardly at an angle because of my haste to get to bed. The only homework that I had was already done and filed up in my backpack and there was nothing left to do. I fell into the bed thinking that I was going to fall asleep immediately. Instead, excited thoughts invaded my mind.

          'Tomorrow has to go well', I thought smiling. I began imagining exactly how the day was going to go, down to every detail. I would walk into the school, and all eyes would fall on me. Murmurs and gasps of 'Who's that girl?' or 'Is that Kelly Jacobs?' would accompany as I continued my powerwalk to my locker. Dressed up in the outfit I had already picked out, which was composed of a white breeze top, a jeans jacket, and burgundy skinny jeans. I imagined Ryan's eyes trailing me and then me having enough confidence to walk up to him. He would smile at me and his eyes, oh his eyes. Then his beautiful set of lips would pucker up and come closer to my awaiting set, while I was wrapped up in his arms. Then, when his lips were just an inch from mine, he would open his mouth to a whisper and then.....

          BEEP! BEEP! I woke up to the now annoying sound of my alarm clock. I was so angry that I could have pulled my hair out, but I didn't. I grudgingly got up, but before getting into the shower, I threw my extra-plush pillow at it just to punish it. I groaned. I hate when my dreams are interrupted! I was totally about to kiss Ryan! Well, at least in my dreams. The only place where I could kiss him, besides the pictures in my sketchbook.

          I crawled into the shower and ran hot water on my body for at least five minutes, to wake myself up completely. I quickly washed my hair and conditioned it. Once finished, I dried my hair and myself completely and began to prep myself. When I say 'prep myself', I mean blow drying my hair, pulling it back into a ponytail, and moisturizing myself. I dressed up in my already chosen outfit, ditched my glasses, and grabbed some accessories that I thought went along with it.

          Once I was finished, I jumped back onto my bed and pressed my sketchbook down in my lap. I was about to draw the house again, but then decided to begin sketching a picture of Ryan as an imperfect jerk. I tried so hard, but I couldn't bring myself to do to draw him with a round belly and a pig nose and other unattractive things, so I settled for a bald head and a uni-brow. I laughed to myself as the portrait got funnier and funnier. As a result, my picture Ryan had a receding hair line, a beard, a Luigi-looking mustache, and multiple zits on his face.

          I almost had a heart attack when there was a knock on my door. I picked up my phone to check the time and it was seven fifteen. "Come in!" I screamed startled, forgetting to put my sketchbook away until the person walked inside the room. I tried to hide the terrible looking Ryan somewhere subtly while the reality Ryan stood there, staring at me.

          "Um...." I started, when he still didn't say anything. He just shrugged.

          "My mom sent me to call you for breakfast again. And by the looks of you, I see you're taking the benefits of living with the rich to your advantage", he said cheekily.

          "For your info", I stated automatically, using that time to try to hide my open sketchbook. I didn't want him to know I was trying to hide something. "Your mom practically made me buy everything that I wanted, no matter how hard I protested", I finished, happy with myself for being able to talk to him without getting nervous. 'I bet it's the clothes', I thought, appreciating the new boldness that came with the new outfit.

          "Right...." He answered sarcastically. Then his eyes found my sketchbook. Oh shit. "What's that?" He asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes, which I admit made him look even cuter. "Um... Nothing!" I said, pushing the book in one sweeping motion, under my pillow. He smiled slyly and pulled it away from my bed, before I could even register what he was doing.

          "That's not nothing", he said as he began to flip through the pages, starting at the picture of him with receding hair, a Luigi mustache, and also the words 'JERK! HE'S A JERK!' all around the picture in the style of graffiti letters. He laughed hard and mockingly, and began to search through my sketchbook backward. He saw the picture I drew of the house when I first walked into his living room, and then the picture of my bedroom before I snatched my sketchbook from him. "How dare you? That was personal!" I exclaimed as he ignored me. He shook his head and walked out of my bedroom.

          I climbed off of my bed and ran downstairs for breakfast. Everyone, but Ryan's dad, was seated at the table and laughing. 'I guess Mr. Jerky here has a big mouth,' I thought glumly. Hannah was trying hard not to laugh, but I could see the laughter in her eyes. What exactly had he told them? I felt too embarrassed to let Hannah drive me to school and insisted on walking myself.

          Walking in was kind of like the opposite of my dream. No one really gave two shits about me walking the hallways in new clothes. The only person I got a reaction out of was Hillary. She was standing by her open locker with her mouth wide open.

          "If this is what living in Ryan's house is doing to you, I am so glad it's happening. For once, you're wearing clothes that match and where are your funky geeky glasses that I told you to get rid of years ago? Oh my gosh you look amazing!" I laughed at her and shook my head. So this was our relationship. We never stayed mad at each other for long.

          I smiled at her as her rain of questions began, and sometimes rolling my eyes when they were really stupid. "Did Ryan notice?" She asked suddenly. I shook my head but the pain and anger and sadness that came with knowing that he didn't care washed away when I saw this very, very attractive young man walking out of the principal's office. I mean he was very attractive, and he looked around before his eyes finally fell on me. And then he smiled and walked over.

          "Hi", he said casually, with his hand stretched out. Hillary, who moved from her place by my side, was standing behind him, while making faces at me. I cleared my throat and answered, "Hey". I shook his hand and then both of us dropped our hands to our sides awkwardly. I refused to look into his eyes. "Well", he said, bringing up the conversation again. "I just moved here and I need someone to show me around and you kind of caught my eye. So I was wondering.... Only if you want to though". He rubbed the back of his neck and ran his fingers through his hair. "Would you like to show me around sometime? Wow that sounds so weird". I giggled.

          "No, it's okay. No problem really. Sure. Afterschool?" On the outside, I seemed cool and collected, but on the inside, I was screaming at the top of my lungs, 'FINALLY, SOMEONE NOTICED ME! AND HE'S CUTE TOO!'

          He smiled, "Well, then. Thanks. And what is your name, if you don't mind me asking?" I think I blushed.

          "Well, I don't mind. My name is Kelly. Kelly Jacobs. And what is yours?" He smiled and said, "My name is Gabriel".

Hey guys!!! Thanks again CoVerGirL213 for the fan-art. Guys, soooo sorry for the late update!! I hope to finally update The Orphan tomorrow. I blame my procrastination on the series of tests I have had for like the past two weeks. Thanks for reading and the picture up there is of Kelly's outfit!!! Please remember to vote and I love reading comments so please do!!