Corny Jameson (#Wattys2016)

Chapter Four

Corny

During lunch, I got to know more about Margaret. She was actually pretty interesting. When she was a kid, her and her best friend would build a huge blanket fort and play pirates to pass the time. Then, they would settle down and watch a movie together with a snack or two. It was pretty cute.

Although it all sounded too familiar.

Oh well. Let's not dwell on it.

When we got back to school, surprisingly, we were still holding hands which was nice. She had thanked me for a great lunch and went back inside. The thing is, she didn't understand my motives. Since I was one hundred percent sure she wouldn't say yes to a date, I tried to think of a way to dodge it and trick her.

Don't get me wrong; I didn't know she was allergic to peanut butter. I was simply eating my breakfast, trying to flirt with her, but all of a sudden she started having symptoms. I felt extremely bad about it so I bought her lunch.

I was glad I did. She interested me and I wanted to know more about her. Was that so bad? I don't know, but I don't care.

After I went to gym, Margaret informed me that she had detention after school and that she might be late for the dinner between our two families. We spent gym together, with me making her laugh and smile and vise versa. She seemed like an amazing girl.

No she was an amazing girl. She was different from other girls.

I decided to follow her to detention. If she was going to be late to the dinner, so was I.

"You know you don't have to follow me, right?" Margaret asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah. I want to, though," I said as if stating the obvious.

She snorted, something she does often. "Why would you want to?"

Was she doubting herself? "Why not follow you?"

She sighed. "Oh, I don't know. Probably because I'm the school's nerd, I have no friends, no one likes me which sucks. I could go on and on..."

"One, I could care less that you're a nerd. Nerds are smart. Two, I'm your friend...I mean, if you count me as a friend, I don't know. Three, I like you. You're really interesting and you're fun you tease."

She snorted once again. Wow, she does do that a lot. It's actually pretty cute. "Gee, thanks."

"You're totally welcome. But it's all true, though," I said.

We kept walking to detention, which I had to follow her because I had no idea where I was going. When we got there shortly after, I was about to go in when she stopped me. "Thank you...for what you said. I don't hear it very often. Or at all. My only friends are my mom and you," she said softly. You could see the gratitude in her bright green eyes.

I smiled and pulled her into a side hug. "I knew you liked me. No one can resist this," I said, gesturing to my body. She pushed me away with a grin that lit up her whole face.

"But seriously. Thank you." She walked into detention, leaving me behind in my thoughts.

Margaret came out of detention two hours later looking bored out of her mind. I guess she wasn't expecting to see me, as her eyes bulged out of her head and she stared at me in shock.

"You're still here," she said, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

I shrugged. "Yeah." I wasn't going to leave because we were in it together. Okay, maybe not together together, but if she was late to the dinner, I was going to be.