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Original POV: Denny
I walked into the school with so many emotions in me. I was shocked, exasperated, frustrated, and totally cautious. My weekend was crazy! Well, just Saturday, really.
Blake.....Blake Weatherly kissed me. Me? Me! It was so me! Denny Parker! The girl who is a nobody, the one who has a thing for him. Well...had. I couldn't believe it! I still can't. I was still in total shock mode.
As soon as he kissed me, I ran out as fast as I could. I told Erica to drive off and that's what she did. And as soon as we went to my house, I told her everything that happened, from the minute I was unsure on how I should apologize to him, right to when I ran out of his house. She was happy for me, but now she makes fun of me, teasing me about kissing Elaine Sykes and Blake Weatherly in just one week.
I walked into school cautiously and carefully as well, not knowing if Allison knew about Blake kissing me or not. What if she found out and is waiting to tear me limb from limb? What if she's looking for me right now? I widened my eyes in thought, my teeth chattering a tad bit in fear.
As soon as I started looking around in the atrium filled with tons of students, I felt someone touch my shoulder lightly.
"Eeep!" I squealed in a frightening manner, snapping around instantly to see Elaine. His blonde hair glowed under the sunlight, and his green eyes held caution, just like me.
"Um...hey Denny." He greeted slowly.
I sighed with relief from the second I saw him. Warmth and relief floating in me, I smiled openly.
"Hi Elaine. I haven't saw you since Friday. Or...heard from you." I started blushing shyly, tightening my grip on my bag straps. Ever since we made out Friday night after the game, I couldn't really help but to feel awkward..very awkward.
"Oh...right. Well I was busy...with some stuff." He looked to the right for a second, and then he turned back to me. "So he hasn't told you yet?" He suddenly asked.
I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion. Who was supposed to tell me what?
"Huh?" I asked, dim-witted.
"Never mind." He quickly said with a smile.
I thought about his suspicious behavior for a second, and then I shrugged it off.
"Hey, so...are you staying after school to watch us practice?" He asked.
"I have no choice but to." I laughed out, chewing on my lip afterwards. He chuckled, and then he watched me for a couple of seconds.
I watched him as well, sort of finding our watching actions a battle. It was like a competition. Question is, who is going to turn away first? I cocked an eyebrow, challenging him. He smirked for a few seconds and walked away without saying anything else.
I guess I won, then? I smiled mentally and as soon as I turned around to go upstairs, I rounded the corner to the math hallway, and I spotted Blake in his locker with Allison standing beside him. I stared as soon as he gave her a soft smile and closed his locker door. As soon as he took her hand and started walking down the hallway, I realized that he was going to walk pass me. And when he made eye contact with me, he stopped for a second. Allison gave him a confused look, and then she gave me a nasty one.
A very nasty one.
I glanced around for a second, wondering if he really just stopped to look at me. That is, until he said something.
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Me and Blake Weatherly
Teen FictionSeventeen year old Denny Parker wasn't always your average and well liked teen. In fact, as soon as she moves back to her home state New York from California, she's even hated more than ever. But then a gorgeous and sweet guy walks into her life, Bl...