The Wrong Girl

Chapter 2 (Being Rachel)

"Gosh Rach, is there anything you can't do?" Pepper asks with a hint of bitter envy in her voice

"Nothing i can think of at the moment" I smugly smiles as she rolls her eyes

I just beat Pepper Russo in her own game. Fencing.

"Hey Peps, you wanna hang out after Haley and i found this jazz vegan place down town" Giselle tries to minimize the tense air. Typically, she's trying to be the queen of peace everytime people starts to bicker... well more like when people start wanting to bicker with me anyway

I put off my gears and head outside the room, getting myself a cool towel, but before i could even reach the door

"Hey Rachel, suprise seeing you here!" a slightly-anxious-looking Henry peeps in

"Oh hey Henry" i walk past him praying he would just go the other way, I'm really not in the mood to be nice to him today.

Being nice takes lots of energy. I just spent em on the match earlier.

"So.."

Of course

"Have you thought about going to that concert, i know your parents have that charity event every year and you rarely come so... I thought, hey, i know something that she could do better than just laying around bed all day, then i got two for us so w..."

"Henry" i turn and stop us on our track "I already told you i couldn't go"

"Well yeah, but it's not like you have anything else to do that weekend, i thought it was your favourite band"

"I hate them, who told you i like them anyway?"

"Uh, Wendell?"

"Huh, he told you i like some music made by people that call themselves Illustrated back pain?" I cross my arms on my chest and give him the most are you serious look

"Well, actually they're the Illuminate back pain"

"Henry, go away and maybe ask someone like Jesse Swanson to go (the most emo girl in school), okay? I will be busy that night and I'm also busy now so.." i turn around and leave the creep behind

I swear i am cursed, every creeper in Riverdell comes to me offering something dead or nearly dead. Dead personality, dead conversation, dead sense of humor, dead-ly odor. Urgh

"Lookin' good Rach" a voice comes from the door, leaning there is Ben. He's taking a class here since he knows i am, he's such a pathetic tease, or supposed to be a tease. He dyed his hair blond last year, which looks awful on him and he just flirts shamelessly everytime he gets the chance

"What do you want Ben?"

"What's with the attitude, i'm not one of your creeper remember?"

"No, your'e one of the asshole that keeps trying to get in my pants"

Ben makes a pouting-thinking face "True"

"What do you want?" I shift my attention from my water bottle

"I just wanna say hi to my good friend, Rachel. Is that so wrong?"

"You wanna see me in tights" i correct

"That would be a bonus, but.."

"Bye Ben" i walk out from the locker room to the building's lobby where Pepper and the others are

Why isn't there anyone interesting enough to talk to. I just wanted a guy that attracts me with something he says or do, and he has to be totally hot of course. I swear, all high school "gorgeous guys" get super ugly when they open their mouth or even move their limb.