Chapter 3~

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Chapter 3~

"Hi guys." I say before sitting down, wishing I was anywhere else in the world right now. Anywhere to get me away from the Dan-Devil.

"Hi!" Allie says. "What took you so long?"

"Another prank." I reply, shrugging my shoulders.

Allie rolled her eyes. "When will they learn to screw off?"

"I know, right?"

So far, I was doing pretty well ignoring Dan, but I couldn't help cast a glance at him; he had his signature smirk pasted on his lips, but his eyes were guarded instead of lazy.

"I know my eyes are beautiful, but you really shouldn't stare at me like that, it's kinda freaking me out." He stated, irritation quick to cover his face.

"I wouldn't be caught dead staring at you, Fletcher." I reply spitefully. Heh, I wonder what got his boxers in a twist. Probably the fact that his fangirls hadn't gathered that he was sitting with us, and had been waiting confusedly in the centre of the hall for the past 20 minutes- they were there before me and Allie went to the bathroom. At this moment, one of them made eye contact with me, her gaze moving past me with a look of distaste and becoming filled with delight as she spotted Dan. She patted the shoulder of another one excitedly, pointing at the back of his head.

Dan seemed to have noticed that I was looking past him and turned around, trying to see what I was looking at. His eyes widened, and I heard him swear under his breath as he saw the troop of fangirls. This was too good of an opportunity to miss.

"Hey! Come and sit with us!" I tell the fangirls that have begun to run in our direction.

The stream of sluts began to sit around us, and I involuntarily wrinkled my nose at the heavy scent of perfume. I saw Dan doing the same, and he seemed to be giving me a death glare. I gave him a fake smile, before my face broke into a genuine grin at how uncomfortable Dan looked.

"Hi, is it.. Kaitlin?" One of the fangirls asked, who seemed to be the leader of them all.

"Kat, actually, but hi." I replied, the grin from Dan's awkwardness still on my face.

She looked me up and down, with a look of disdain. "Kat, Kaitlin, all the same." She said, taking in my face and flashing a fake smile. My grin was beginning to fade; this girl was definitely one of those preppy, shallow, evil blonde cheerleaders.

"Anyways, I'm Megan. Nice to meet you!" She told me with extremely strained enthusiasm.

"Same to you." I smiled at her, before taking another bite out of my chicken fajita.

I glanced around the table, to see Dan hunched over looking utterly miserable whilst his fangirls fawned over him.

Allie was happily chatting to a pretty ginger girl who'd joined us; she didn't seem to be a fangirl, just a friend of hers.

"Sorry, I just need to go to the bathroom." I said, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Same here." I heard Dan say.

We both rose from our seats at the same time, and exited the cafeteria.

"I know somewhere they won't find us, it's hardly like you can blend in with your hair." Dan told me, speedwalking down the corridor. I had to jog to keep up with him, considering our height difference.

"Gee, thanks." I replied sarcastically.

For the second time today I saw him let out a proper smile, and I did a mental happy dance.

"So, where are we headed?" I asked, slightly out of breath.

"The 6th form tutor leaves the school at lunch break. We'll get out while the gates are open. We can go somewhere for lunch, and just hang around town for the rest of the School day. Find some different clothes, because everyone around here recognises us. Walk or catch a bus home, nobody will know we've been out. "

"Works for me." I shrugged. By this time we were both panting slightly; well, I was, anyway. I was running, but Dan was casually jogging across the field.

"So, what's our cover story?" I ask, panting.

Dan glanced over at me, amusement showing in his eyes at my terrible attempt at running.

"We're researching different types of food, we needed a source outside the school. Sound good?" he asked.

I raised my eyebrows. "Wow, you're a pro at this." I comment,

Dan smirked: "Well, being badass is in my job description as a player,"

"You're not even denying it." I reply, rolling my eyes.

Dan shrugged. "You kinda have to accept it after the whole school insists you are," he confessed, turning to look at me as we ran- well, he jogged, I did some sort of spastic sprinting.

"You really need more exercise, you're going to regret all that junk food when you get older."

"You're too kind. Thanks for that enlightenment," I say sarcastically, as he looks me up and down.

"Hey! Quit checking me out!" I snap, scowling at him.

"I wasn't, I was just imagining how much smaller you need to be to be to officially be a dwarf."

"And I was just thinking how much more perverted you need to be to be classed as a rapist."

"That doesn't make any sense."

I was about to make a scathing reply, but before I knew what was happening, I managed to trip up on my laces. I'd double-knotted them, just in case, but since the world was against me, it somehow happened. I reached out to steady myself, and had almost caught my balance, when it occurred to me what the hell I'd steadied myself with.

I looked up to realise that Dan was staring at me, his face tinted a slight shade of red.

Make that the Solar System against me.

I realised that I'd used his ass to steady myself. Yanking my hand away like I'd been burned, I flushed a nice shade of tomato, letting out a small yelp. Unfortunately, I had yet to completely regain my balance. I wobbled for a second before gravity decided to make the situation even more awkward.

I, like the complete and utter klutz I am, fell over and into Dan.

~~HIYA GUYS, I'M NOT DEAD :D

 So I've had this chapter for a while now and may or may not have been too lazy to upload...            Sorry (^-^;)

But I finally got it out, how's everyone doing?

Hope you're all having a great day,

Melody x~

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