Stuck Between Two Boys

Chapter 6: Not Mad At All

A/N: hey guys! I hope you're still keeping up with my story! I've inly gotten a few reads. I'm kind of sad. This might be the last update for a while. Yeah. I'm easily depressed.

Alright! Hope you enjoy this chapter though.

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CHAPTER 6: NOT MAD AT ALL

I didn't change. I'm not going to rush home just to change and then come back to school just because she told me too. That is not how I roll. Instead of going home, I went into the music room. Luckily, no one was around. I looked out the window to see the soccer field. I saw one of the guys who was sitting back during the club meeting. The back of his shirt said his last name was Cole. I wondered what instrument he played. He looked pretty cool... Wait! That has nothing to do with what instrument he plays. Focus! I sat on the windowsill and just got lost in my thoughts.

Then, I heard the click of a camera. I looked over to my right and saw a guy holding a camera

"Wha-?"

"Sorry! I really needed the picture. Bye!" He flashed me a quick smile and ran out. Why'd he take my picture? I got up and ran outside to catch him. I saw him turn the corner. I chased after him.

"Delete that picture!" I yelled out to him.

"No can do! This is a winner for sure!" He yelled back then ducked into a classroom. I stopped in front of the room and saw that there was a teacher inside. I saw the guy take a seat in the second row. He looked at me and stuck his tongue out. I shook my head at him. The picture he took was a sure winner? What was he? A pervert? I sat by the door, deciding to wait him out.

"Hey..."

I looked up to see Zane.

"You're blocking the way again."

I was sitting by the door. Not in front of it. But I eventually saw that my feet were stretched out in front of the door.

"Excuse me." He said. But I was once again stuck in place. He used his feet to scootch my feet over to the side. I looked up at him, but he was already heading into the classroom.

Once the door closed again, I sighed. How long was this class going to be?

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The bell finally rang so I stood up and waited for each of the students to come out. The guy came out first so I was able to pull him aside right away.

"Woah!" He exclaimed. I accidentally knocked him over.

"Oh! I'm sorry! That wasn't my intention." I said.

"What? Wait... You were waiting for me? Outside my classroom?"

"Uh... Yeah. Pretty much had to."

"Why? Because of the picture?"

"What else?" He got back up.

"I'm sorry but i'm not deleting it. Just let it go." There was a moment of silence.

"Pervert..." I whispered.

"What was that?" He asked me.

"Nothing..." I walked away from him.

"Hold up!" He yelled out but I kept walking. I didn't need to talk to him any longer. As long as he doesn't do anything stupid with that picture he took.

"Hey!" Someone yelled out to me. But I knew it wasn't the guy...

"I thought I told you to change?" I turned to see, of course, Jennifer.

"Well? What do you have to say for yourself?" She stared me down. I just looked away and kept walking.

"Hey! You listen to me when i'm talking to you!" She screamed, which caught some people's attention.

"Jennifer! Calm down! You're causing a scene. You have to look good the whole day today, remember?" Raven said trying to calm her down.

"You're right. As long as I look good, I won't have to worry about her." Jennifer said mostly talking to herself.

"Good. Now lets get you something to eat." Raven guided Jennifer towards the cafeteria but was stopped when Jennifer slowly said...

"Zane..."

Zane was standing by his locker and was staring at Jennifer.

"You... You know... That girl..." Jennifer stuttered but then shook herself to regain composure.

"That 'girl' was dressing very inappropriately and i don't want other students to think of her as a slut and I also don't want people to copy her way of-" she was cut off.

"It's none of my business, really." Zane went off to who knows where.

"Jennifer. It's okay. He's-" before Raven could even begin to comfort her, Jennifer started laughing.

"Are you okay?" Raven asked her, concerned.

"Of course!" Jennifer exclaimed.

"This might be a stupid question but, why?" Jennifer smiled at her friend.

"Because he's not mad at me. Now how about some food?" They walked off to the cafeteria leaving me confused and frozen with my back facing them. Why is she so sure that he's not mad?