When It Happens

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

                  She didn’t like the look he gave her. It spelled trouble, and she didn’t like trouble. At least not right now. So when he approached outside the church, she had to make a quick decision.

                  “Hi,” she finally responded. She wanted to whack herself in the head. What was she thinking? That he actually would be interested in a girl like her? She was ugly, fat and nothing special. He, on the other hand, was, admittedly, really cute. A full out, complete jock, too.

                  “I’m Cory,” I know, she thought. He extended his hand, and gave her a smile. Gosh, he was really, really cute up close. She realized she was staring and immediately shook his hand.

                  “Lylah,” she quickly released her hand and looked down at her shoes. To her surprise, he reached out and grabbed her wrist. He pulled it to him, not hard enough to pull her entire body, but strong enough that she was taken back. He took her wristbands, and started to roll them around her wrist, reading the words around them.

                  “I am a big fan of God,” he whispered, before moving to the next, “Music is life,” the next one, “Love never fails,” and the last one, “Inspire through art,” After reading this, he dropped her wrist, which fell again by her side.

                  “I’ve been so curious to see what they said,” he grinned, somewhat proud of himself, “How old are you, Lylah?” the way he said her name sent a tingle down her spine.

                  “E-Eighteen by D-December,” why did she have to stutter? It made her sound weak. Even though she was.

                  “Oh, so you’re a senior? Where do you go to school?”

                  He made her want to wince, but she didn’t, “Oakville.” Wait for it…

                  She watched as his eyes grew wide and she didn’t have to guess why.

                  “I go there too! I haven’t seen you before,” he stated. She then flinched. Of course he hadn’t noticed her, she was the kind of girl no one noticed. The freak. She had friends, sure. But people like Cory, the MVP of the school, didn’t notice her on daily basis. She liked to lean back and keep a down low most of the time. But still. The school was small—was he that oblivious? That made her angry. Not in a conceited how-do-you-not-know-who-I-am way, more in a you-have-the-guts-to-wink-at-me-when-you-don’t-even-recognize-me-when-we’ve-been-going-to-the-same-school-for-the-past-eight-years way. She couldn’t help it. She lashed at him.

                  “That’s right, Cory Daniels, you have not seen me before in a school with the population of three hundred. Three freaking hundred. I’m sorry if I’m not up to par with your popular line of sight, MVP. Sorry if I don’t meet your standards.” she said it with a huff before turning to walk away.

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