What The Jocks Want

Shopping Trolley Stealing

What the Jocks Want 2:

Chapter 2:  

Shopping Trolley Stealing

"I cannot believe she would stoop so low as to put me with that idiot!" I fume, storming down the corridor. Social Studies has just finished, and I have never been more relieved; or annoyed. Cassie frantically wheels after me, trying to calm me down. It's not working.

"Marnie! Slow down, okay?" She begs, desperation clear as she's panting, and I stop at my locker. I lean against it, and take a deep breath. I'm being selfish to poor Cassie. She smiles calmingly at me, and I smile apologetically back.

"Yo, Jones, where ya going in such a hurry?" A stupid voice asks me, and I turn around, glaring at Ted.

"Away from you" I tell him honestly. He throws an arm around my shoulders, gently pulls me away from my locker.

"Look, Marnie, we have to be with each other for a week, so we can make this easy or hard for each other. Ok? And I know you play for the other team, but-"

"I do not!! When have I ever said I was a lesbian?!" I yell at him, and he pauses for a moment, thinking about this. I tap my foot impatiently, waiting for him to realise that I'm right, and that he is wrong.

He never says anything, he just moves on like the stupid jock he is. Ted clears his throat.

"Okay, so if your not, a bunch of us are going to RidgeWood park tonight, you wanna come?" I stare at him, and the hallway falls into awkward silence.

Did he just ask me out?!

"We'd love to!" Cassie beams brightly, then slaps her forehead dramatically "Oh man, I forgot, I can't go tonight. But Marnie would love to go!" I glare at Cassie, and she simply grins at me.

"Fine whatever Hubby, I'm in" I tell him, and he smiles. He pulls out a pen from his pocket, and writes his number on my arm. Ted then winks at me, and walks away, leaving me to stare at my newly tattooed arm.

Fighting the urge to scrub it off, I look at Cassie, to see she's wearing her crazy eyes. She got me into this mess. And illness or no illness, she was going to pay.

"Marnie, now I know what your thinking, don't do it. Just walk away, don't do it..." Cassie begs me, a small smile playing with the corners of her lips. She wants forgiveness.

No chance.

Before she can stop me, I bend down and tickle Cassie. She screams out in laughter, so hard that she's crying. I'm laughing along too, but not as much as Cassie.

Cassie is one of those people who is ticklish everywhere. And has a laugh that's more like a cackle, but that's infectious, and you can't help but laugh along with her.

"Okay, okay I'm sorry, okay!" Cassie squeals, and I stop, grinning smugly at her. Annoyed, she sticks her tongue out at me.

"I can't believe you made me go out with him tonight!" I complain, slightly huffily, with an undeniable pout on my face.

"Nope. You could have got out of it, but you didn't. You, Marnie Jones, agreed to this all by yourself. Admit it, you think he's cute"

"No he is not. And anyway, if you've forgotten" Cassie looks at me confused, so I continue "Apparently I'm a lesbian"

Why on earth has he told me to wait here?!