chapter 17
MEGAN'S POV
"ANNAAAAA!" I screamed to my best friend across the hallway. She turned around, startled. When she saw it was me, a look of excitement lit up her eyes and she slammed her locker shut, running toward me.
"Tell me everything. Now," she commanded. I giggled, and I'm pretty sure I blushed a little too. This was just like Anna to freak out after one date.
"What? A real lady never kisses and tells," I said casually, trying to keep the grin off my face. I turned to shove my books into my locker. I didn't want to start laughing out loud at Anna's outburst. I could hear her gasping exasperatedly from next to me.
"You kissed him?!" Anna squealed. I giggled, not able to hold it in any longer. My head bounced up and down vigorously in a happy nod, and Anna smiled such a big smile that her dimples seemed as deep as the Grand Canyon. "I'm so jealous of you right now!"
"It was amazing," I sighed, probably smiling like a fool. But then again, I couldn't help it. Last night really had been amazing.
Will was pretty amazing.
"Awwww, yay," she said. "My friend is dating Will! This is so exciting!" She was bouncing up and down like a little girl in a candy store.
"Quiet Anna," I scolded her. "We only went on one date... it's no big deal or anything."
But in reality, I was freaking out too. I didn't know if it was a big deal or not. Did he like me? Did he want to go out again? Did he even have fun last night? I really wasn't sure...
I didn't even know if I wanted to be his girlfriend or not. Will was one of those handsome, quiet boys at school. He's really popular but isn't obnoxious like all the other jocks. He was really nice and everyone liked him. So if I dated him, lots of girls would silently hate me for it.
Did he even want me to be his girlfriend?
I stood leaning against the lockers for a moment, thinking. I could tell Anna was staring at me, waiting for me to speak. But, surprisingly enough, she didn't push me. She could probably tell I was thinking. Either that or...
"Hey Megan," a calm, cool, and collected Will stood right in front of me as I turned, looking into my eyes hopefully.
"Hi Will," I managed. I don't know why I suddenly felt so embarrassed. It's not like he could tell that I was just thinking about him... right?
"I had fun last night," he told me simply.
"Uh, me too," I said, replying with the same simple tone as he had used.
"How about we go out again tomorrow night, yeah?" Will asked, smirking a bit.
"Oh, sure!" I said, surprised at the sudden offer.
"Great! I'll text you," he waved and walked away, leaving me to face a beaming Anna.
I cocked my head as I tried to process what had just happened. I was going out on another date with Will. Okay! For some reason though, I didn't feel as excited as I hoped I would. Lots of girls would kill to be where I am right now...
"So you gave him your number and you didn't even tell me?!" Anna fumed quietly. I laughed, knowing this was just faux-anger.
"Calm down, it's not big deal," I said calmly, shrugging my shoulders.
"What is wrong with you?" My best friend was about ready to have a heart attack right here in the hallways of La Vernia high. I would have to testify when her parents sued the school. Oh dear, this would be horrible.
"Shhh, Anna..." I hushed her. Her eyes looked like a madman's and she was gritting her teeth. "People are going to think you're insane or something!"
"You're the insane one!" Anna cried. I just giggled at her little rant. "Don't tell me this has something to do with One Direction... because knowing you, it does. Knowing you, Will probably doesn't measure up to those boys and you have high standards and blah, blah, blah--"
I cut her off by slapping a hand over her giant mouth. No one at school really knew about my One Direction obsession, and I'd like to keep it that way. I was lucky enough to be considered popular after being friends with Marcel for so long. My rank couldn't handle another hit like some boy band obsession.
Marcel.
I thought about how badly I had ben treating him lately. Every time he talked to me at school, I ignored him. And then yesterday, I rushed through the lesson so I could get on with my date. And he had been really nice yesterday, even though I nearly ran the poor little kid over.
I should probably be nicer today. I mean, I knew he was a little jealous of Will. But who could blame him? I was out with another guy, and Marcel had always had a bit of a crush on me. Maybe I need to let him down easy.
I snapped myself out of it. Maybe Will asking me out was starting to get to my head... who was I to think that guys were pathetically in love with me? Marcel seemed to hate me more than anything. I wasn't so great. I sighed, realizing I needed to get a hold of myself. Ugh, hormones.
"Don't worry... I'm excited," I said, after a short pause. But was I lying to myself? My friend eyed me questioningly, obviously wondering the same thing. I just smiled reassuringly.
Anna opened her mouth to say something else, but a bell rang, indicating that it was time to move along to first period.
Phew, saved by the bell.
"I'll tell you more at lunch," I said, casually waving to my friend as I reached down to pick up my books. She returned the wave and we went to our separate classes.
Now it was time for a little Pre-calc.
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