Me and Blake Weatherly

Chapter 11

Sorry for the delay! I don't have my laptop with me these days and so I've been sort neglecting myself from the story because I hate typing it with my stupid phone! Anyway, here's a little more. Sorry for a short chapter. It won't be like that all the time though, I promise!

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ORIGINAL POV: Denny

I walked into the school with a total headache haunting me. I think I cried so much last night that it triggered it. It's a shame a guy that I barely know can hurt me so bad emotionally.

How could Blake do that? How can he say that I need help when I'm telling truth? Is it because he really feels like I need it or is it more along the lines of him refusing to accept the fact that we were toddler-hood friends? It isn't fair. He didn't even give me a chance to explain!

I mean, sure, I sort of started the confession off badly, making me seem like some obsessed freak, but it was because he was totally playing dumb. What else was I supposed to do?

As soon as I rounded a corner to get upstairs, I nearly ran smack into Allison. Her random appearance shocked me so much that I actually dropped some of my things. She gave me a smirk and crossed her arms, her green eyes piercing into mines. I was nervous, and my heart was thumping. I don't know why I all of a sudden was so intimidated by her!

I opened my mouth to defend myself of whatever she wanted to tell me, "Listen, there isn't anything going on between Blake and I. He even said he still likes you so - "

"I already know there isn't anything going on between the two of you. And Blake doesn't like me, he loves me." She snapped while still smirking.

I raised an eyebrow at her, squatting down to retrieve my things.

She continued watching me, until she finally said something, "I believe you have something of mines, and I want it back." She held her hand out, and I stared at it in utter confusion. "My Chanel bracelet, you dumb ass!" She screamed out from the moment it went too silent.

I glanced at my wrist and noticed that I had it on still, even when I went to bed. I finally undid the metal lacing and handed it to her. "Take it," I huffed out with a frown, "I don't want it."

She placed it on her wrists and scrutinized it for a second. After a few seconds, she snapped her head up to look at me again. "The bracelet was originally mines."

I wrinkled my eyebrows. "No it wasn't. Blake bought me one as a present. You just have the exact same - "

"For a nerd, you sure are street stupid." She spat out. My heart started racing and I slowly started to clench my fists. She may be better than me, but she has no right to keep insulting me!

"Listen, I don't think you should disrespect me. I haven't done anything to - "

"Blake used you." She said out simply.

Hurt and shock had glazed over my face. What did she mean? Blake isn't that much of a cold hearted jerk, is he? I mean, sure me and him got into a rough tutoring session yesterday, but he would never use anyone. He just doesn't seem like the type.

"I don't understand." I muttered to her.

She rolled her beautiful eyes, "Blake only gave you the bracelet just to get back at me. You really didn't think he would actually give you a gift unexpectedly, did you?"

I stared at her. I had no words to say. My face went totally blank and I felt my heart fall.

Wait, no, I thought, Allison is just messing me with me!