Unpredictable

Chapter 6

Getting up the next day was a really strenuous task, it took seven alarms to actually get me up and moving. And when I finally shot out of bed, fearing that I was late, I took one look at my annoying alarm clock and plopped on my bed once again. 

Part of the reason is that I'm extremely nervous about getting my phone back from Chase, he's probably gonna make a really big deal about it. Plus the whole thing with James is also weighing me down, he probably thinks I'm really weird. I mean I am weird but he didn't need to know that so early in our non-existen relationship.

I finally decide to get up from bed and start getting ready. I put on a bit of makeup, get some jeans and a ramones t-shirt. After quickly brushing my hair, I'm ready to go.

Yesterday night while eating pizza with my mom, I told her about accidently going into the wrong bathroom and Chase having my phone. I also told her about James delivering the pizza.

What I didn't tell her was that I saw Chase peeing.

She works as a therapist, and if I tell her anything like that, pretty soon it would turn into a therapy session. I'm sure I really need one, but I didn't feel like talking about that perticular subject for three hours.

"Go get that phone Jess! Show that boy that he can't go around taking people's stuff." my mom encourages me while handing me a sandwhich.

"I will mom, don't worry. Thanks for the sandwhich, I gotta go, love yah!" I grab the sandwhich and run out the door, snatching my backpack on the way out.

When I get to school, I go straight to Chase's locker. Deciding to get that over with instead of being nervous about it all day.

His locker isn't exactly hard to find since there's a huge crowd surrounding it. I start pushing through the endless amount of people trying to find to him.

I swear there's every type of social group and clique trying to get his attention. The math geeks, delinquents, sluts, normal people, nerds, goths, populars, and then you have me.

Even though so many people want to be his friend, I've never actually seen him have any close ones at this school. He also doens't pay much attention to the people here, but I guess that's why everyone tries way too hard to befriend him. I think it's like a competition for them, whoever holds his attention for more than a couple of minutes wins.

I don't really understand why though, Chase is repulsive... not at all his appearance but his actions. He treats girls like tissues; uses them, puts his snot all over the place, and then throws them in the trash can, acting like he never even met them. I've lost count how many girls he has "been" with. I think the longest fling he's had has been three days tops.

Nobody really notices me as I go through the crowd. When I finally get to him he's talking up some new girl. She's, of course, falling for it; giggling like crazy and fluttering her eyelashes.

Well I'm not sure if she's trying to look cuter or has something stuck in her eye and doesn't want to get it out in front of him.

"Umm, Chase can I.. uh.. talk to you?" my nervousness and awkwardness comes back, especially since everyone is now staring at me. Trying to figure out how I got there, and who I am.

I nervously play with hem of my shirt, something I've done since I was little, and stare at the floor. I hate being stared at, ugh he's such a butthole. Taking my phone and making me come all the way over here, I don't even know the guy! Why woul-

"Come on." I'm surprised to hear his gruff voice, and when I look up he roughly takes my arm. Pulling me through the crowd and towards a deserted hallway.