I'm finally typing on my laptop again! Which means no more phone (for right now)! I'm so happy because it means I won't really be neglecting the story. Yay! (:
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I sat in Chemistry class on a Friday morning, the awkward atmosphere brewing all around me. I'm pretty sure Blake was feeling it, too. I sighed. Why isn't it a surprise that the two of us would be mad at each other? It's so weird. And to top it off, I don't think anyone knows about our random anger towards each other but my best friend Erica. It's been like this ever since we last argued on the football fields during practice on Tuesday.
I chewed on my finger nail while trying to process everything Ms. Filster was discussing in front of the class about our huge atoms and bonds test coming up soon. I tried to concentrate, I mean, I really did, but I could tell Blake was pissed or probably bothered just like I was. It made me want to whip around in my chair and apologize so I could end this feeling in me, but I thought no.
I'm sick of Blake Weatherly getting his way. All his ass kissers may be like that, but I'm not. And I'm sick of feeling bad. I'm sick of feeling like I owe him something.
I am going to have fun tonight with Elaine even if it kills me. I am going to go shopping with Erica and be happy and on the date, I am going to smile at everything Elaine does, even if it hurts because I'd be lying physically.
My mom's happy for me. My uncle's happy for me. Erica is happy for me, and Ein is too, ever since he found out about it on Wednesday when he came back. Everyone's happy for me. So why I can't I be happy for myself, too?
I decided to just relax and slump into my chair with a lazy smile on my face. Tonight's gonna be a good night.
My smile widened as soon as Elaine turned to me, who sat next to me.
I gazed into his nice and charming eyes while Ms. Filster continued to blab off about how important it is to ace this test.
We broke our gazes as soon as the bell rung for break. Everyone stood up and started to gather their things.
Ms. Filster sighed. "Okay, guys. Have an extraordinary weekend and I will see you on Monday." She walked to her desk and started stacking and rearranging papers.
I grabbed my bag and walked out with Elaine by my side.
"Are you ready for tonight?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.
I was about to nod, until Blake randomly walked in front of us. Well really, he stood in front of Elaine. He looked Elaine in the eyes with an extremely serious face. God, he looked insanely hot when he's serious. Hmm, I was stunned to see that Allison wasn't right there beside him, practically all over him and whispering seductively in his ear.
I mentally cringed.
Elaine glanced at me for a sec, until he turned back to Blake.
"What?" Elaine snapped.
"I have to talk to you about something." Blake insisted.
"Okay then. Lay it on me, man." Elaine responded, crossing his arms. He wasn't smiling or frowning. He looked normal. I watched him curiously, the both of them. Blake watched him for a few seconds, until he turned to me like he wanted something out of me.
I stared at him. I could see something in his eyes, but of course I could never read them.
"Oh, I get it." Elaine started laughing and he turned to me. "Denny, can you...?"
In a flash, I understood. "Sure." I nodded and without turning back to look at Blake, I exited the science hallway to get downstairs in the atrium for break.
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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...