What if there were no Romeo?

Chapter 3: Friends are whatever boys are forever!

I went through the day without seeing Paris again. I wondered what had happened to him. Was he coming to the school? If he did would he have classes with me? What grade was he even in? How old was he? Was he into me?

All of these questions prolonged me brain until I couldn't focus anymore. How dare he walk right into my heart without even knowing it!

I knew what I had to do...I had to just walk up to him and tell him how i felt. I mean we were both royalty we were destined to be together. But he doesn't even know I'm royalty

The next day at school I searched and searched for him. I almost gave up hope in finding him. Then I spotted a bunch of my friends gathered together at lunch.

I went over to see what was happening. There he was all godly and beautiful in the middle of all my friends. His beautiful pink lips around my friend Terra's mouth....

TERRA!! I snapped out of my day dream!! He had Samantha on his lap while he was kissing Terra! I broke up their little party.

"What the hell are you guys doing??" I shouted.

"Umm duh we are having fun with the super hot new boy. His name is umm Parry, i think." Terra answered. Ugh that little whore!

"It's Paris! His name is Paris!" I yelled at her. People were starting to pile into the lunch room and stare at me. Rule number 5 of being popular is to NEVER make a scene. But i just couldn't stop myself. The thing that was pissing me off even more was that Paris was just sitting there....

I was making a fool out of myself while he was just sitting there!

That's when I lost it. I smacked him as hard as I could. I did a classic hair flip and walked away.

After I made it out the cafeteria doors I lost my cool composure and ran all the way to the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror.

I looked the same. Blondie and beautiful. My lips were still strawberry red and my face was still acne free and a lusciously creamy white ..but something was definitely wrong with me.

        Never have I ever made such a scene before...And over i guy I barely knew. Something had to be wrong with me.

        I went into the stall and right when i was going to pull my skirt down I heard a soft knock on the door.

        "Juliet? Are you in there?"

        My heart leaped with joy, just at his wonderful voice, but I remembered he had just grown my heart in the trash. I wiped my tears.

"Go away, Paris!"

        "Juliet...I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. I was looking for you all day and when I got to lunch I was pretty much bombarded. I asked if they knew you and they said you were no good and already had a boyfriend. I was sad and then one of them sat on my lap.I told her to get up but she stayed there and while I was trying to push her off another kissed me. Then well you came.... And well the rest is history."

        I was very quiet. I was trying to figure out if he was telling the truth or not.

        "And by the way... You slap hard!", Paris exclaimed 

        I started laughing. I came out of the bathroom stall. And there he was looking so desirable. He was leaning against the counter. His soft caramel eyes pleading with me to believe him.

        "Come here and give me a hug." I walked over and hugged him. I breathed in and smelled how delicious he was. My stomach growled.

        "Well I think someone is hungry" He smiled and i giggled a little.

        "Yeah thanks anyways." I began to walk to the lunchroom. I looked behind me and he wasn't there. Where could he be? I mean he was right there or had I imagined the whole thing?

        "BOO!" He jumped right in front of me. I shrieked.

        "Haha you scream just like my grandma!!"

        "Oh really? Does she go ahhh!!!" I grabbed my chest." My pace maker!!"

        We both ended up laughing right into the lunch room. We found a table. My "friends" were giving me angry looks and glares. But I didn't really care, I was hungry!

        I pulled out my bag and took out my lunch. Salad again. Joy. Rule #2 to being the it girl is to maintain your figure even if it means not eating the meat lovers pizza that Paris pulled out. But all that grease and calories. I can just feel my hips expanding, which caused me to look at his pizza in utter disgust. 

        "What are you a vegan or something?", Paris asked. I guess he noticed my look. 

        "Oh no no" I blushed. "I love meat" Paris gives me a look, a really dirty look causing me to laugh uncontollably.

        "Haha not like that. I mean i'm not gay or anything. I like "meat" but you know... ummmm i should stop talking."

        "Awww but i like the sound of your voice but ok lets finish our food. I don't want your tummy to kill me."

        After we were done eating. He starred at me expectantly.

        "Yes?"

        "Uh...I just wanted to know if you wanted to be my girlfriend? Starting tomorrow."

        "Why tomorrow?" I didn't want to sound desperate but it just came out that way.

        "Well my parents set me up on this blind date with some girl. I tried to talk them out of it. They think that I should only date royalty or something. The thing is most royalty are all stuck-up and bitchy. I actually hate dating royal girls. I would rather kiss a cactus." He chuckled a little.

        "Oh..." I debated on telling him that I was the royal girl that would be on that blind date.

        "Yea... I'm sorry. My parents are impossible."

        "Oh its fine Paris"

        The bell rang signaling lunch is over. We both got up, hugged, and went our separate ways.

        What was I going to do tonight? Tell him the truth or not?

I began scheming a little plan.