Just the Usual High School Love

Chapter 7

I pack a small bag with my cell phone and yes as pathetic as I am, I packed a pepper spray..a girls gotta be prepared for all, right?

I quietly sneak down half of the stairs and see that my mom isnt in the living room so i proceed to check the kitchen. She isnt in there either and the light in her room is off and the door is closed.

I quickly run back up the stairs grab my bag and my key and my jacket. I slowly go out the door and the cold breeze hits my warm face giving me the chills. I lock the door and run down my driveway. i dont bother taking a car because where i am meeting him is only a couple blocks from my house.

I am dressed decently cute because i honestly want to make a good impression on whoever this guy is. I also really hope that it is a cute guy, not some loser or even worse a joke by one of those sick popular girls. My nose scrunches up at the thought.

i am now a block away and I'm getting very nervous and there is this feeling deep in the pit of my stomach begging me to leave.

I fight the urge and continue on. My mind then wanders to the possibilities of who it may be. It has to be someone better than Jack if they forced him to do their dirty work.

My mind wanders to the thought that it may be Brendan but I know better than that, it could never be Brendan he is my best friend and he obviously likes some random girl he's not telling me about.

Then the thought pops in my head again that it would make sense but before I can over think it I have arrived at the park. It looked different this late, it kinda gave me the creeps so I moved my pepper spray into my pocket for easy use.

I look around the park and no one is here, I check my phone and when I pull it out the number on the bright screen says 10:30 exactly.

I look up and I see a tall and slender figure walking under the street lights towards me. I assume it is him and instantly regret coming. I cannot see his face as the light produces a shadow that is projected up on it. He has broad shoulders and from here I can see his Jackson High football sweatshirt.

He's a jock?!?!? What???? why would a jock go for me?

then the thought plays through my mind that it is just a joke and i begin to shudder at the misery and embarrasment i would go through and have been through.

His long strides make him get close and fast. I consider running, knowing that I actually have a chance with my speed and his distance but I still have this aching and begging feeling in the back of my mind. I want to know who he is, and bad!

The shadow covering his face begins to fade and I can see a bleach white smile on his face at the fact that I came.

"Ann! I'm so glad you came! I didnt think you would but here you are, just as beuatiful as ever!" He says in his smooth voice which sounds even better in person. But I still do not recognize the boy that honestly looks like a Hollister model, no doubt in my mind he has abs.

His smile disappears when i dont say anything and i shift my weight on my heels slowly.

"Umm.. I'm sorry but I really dont know who you are? Should I?" I ask timidly, this is very awkward but at least he ist some rapist.. or at least he isnt yet, I remind myself.

He looks at the ground and I blush. He is so much taller than me and he is really quite attractive and I feel like I know that glossy smile from somewhere.

"It's me. Chad. From middle school. Chad Connell." he says and my mind goes to the most popular boy in middle school. I had a crush on him and I'm pretty sure he knew it too, but every girl had a crush on him, he went through puberty first and damn did it do him good. I then see his bright blue eyes and sandy hair under the small lights and feel myself smile and blush at the muscular boy.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me? i know we dont talk much but I remember back in middle school i liked you but you were in your own world. I dont think you even saw me. and I guess you still dont since you didnt recognize me." he says and his smile fades once again.

I dont know what to say to him so i get on my tip-toes and lift his chin so he is looking me in the eyes, I take a deep breath and before I even comprehend what I am saying: "Yes."

Thats all I say. Yes. To his whole speech. Yes.

I feel dumb but at the same time my spirits lift as the biggest smile takes over his sweet, and dimpled face. I just now remembered he had dimples, I always loved them back in middle school and I now remember how much I loved them and still do.

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Hope you enjoy and sorry for never...ever updating-  avarca <3