Love At First Fight

Chapter 4

      Why is this my life? Why did she have to come over today? Why why why? And most of all, why does HE have to come over today. I am going to die.

      It's five o'clock and there they are. Right outside the door. Then the door bell rings and he's standing in my house. Again, why me? Of all people, me.

      "Oh hey Lulu, so glad you could make it," my mom, with enthusiasm, said. " Heather, my mom's new friend, said. They exchanged hugs and went into the living room. Leaving me and Clayton together. Alone.

     "So um, about the whole school thing I um-," " Just stop there," I interrupted. "We are NOT friends so just leave me alone. And with that I ran upstairs to my room, wishing that I had slapped him.

      Two hours later Lulu, my new friend now too, and Clayton, mister stalker, left. I came and my mom was looking, no staring at me. "What," I asked?

      "You know what, Blair," mom mother said. Oh, was all I could think. "If your talking about the stalk-," I tried to say. "You have NO business judging him. I asked him to watch you every day and to make sure you got home," she bluntly stated.

      "WHAT," I screamed," YOU TOLD HIM TO STALK ME EVERY DAY." " Not stalk, watch to make sure you got home. He volunteered anyways. I was done at this point. I ran upstairs to my room.

      "So let me get this straight, " said Vic," Your mom, hired someone to watch you go home every day. "Not watch me, stalk me," I corrected."Ok fine, stalked you to your house," she repeated. "Yes, and she did it without my knowledge.ni mean she could have told me that before I slapped and punched him."

      "YOU SLAPPED 'AND' PUNCHED HIM," she yelled at he top of her lungs."WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT," "Becuase I thought he was a player and a stalker," I replied shyly.

      "Blair Ruth Walker," she said, "tomorrow at school you WILL apologize to that poor young man. Do you hear me," she said so quiet I could barely hear it. "Fine," was all I could say.

      The next day I looked at him and said those fateful words." Clayton I just wanted to say, sorry, for calling you a stalker," I said almost against my will. "S'ok," was all he said. S'ok. S'ok! Do you know how hard it is for me to apologize.

      I almost lost my cool. Almost. I raised my fist but put it back down. "I'm glad you accept my apology," I said. Then when the bell rang, I walked, calmly, to my next class with him.

      In sixth, he sat next to me whole hour. Maybe he volunteered because he actually cares about me. That's nonsense, he doesn't care about me. He only likes me for the way I look. He said so on his first day. Well, implied it on his first day.

      When the last bell rang, I went outside and looked for him. Sure enough, there he was waiting for me to move. Waiting to follow me in his car. Life can't get worse.

                        -Time Skip-

      It was spring break and me and Clayton had kinda gotten into a routine. He follows me, we don't talk, and there's peace. I guess you could call it a mutual understanding between us. But one there was this new girl. And he started following HER around. Call me crazy but I think I was getting jealous of her.

      I watched as he went over to her and started talking. They started smiling and laughing and having a good time. None of the stuff he ever did with me. So, I stormed over there, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him away.

      I took him behind the school and stares at him. That's when he broke the silence. "What the hell was that all about," he asked. To which I replied, "Because you are mine," and with that I kissed him square on the lips.

      Ok I know I hated him and all but part of me wanted him to be mine. The second I realized what I was doing, it was too late. He pulled me in closer and deepened the kiss. When he pulled away he left to his car.

      What the heck just happened, I thought to myself as I drove home. I got in the house and just sat on the couch. Is it possible that I actually have feelings for him? Why are they just showing up? He's never going to let me live this down.

      I decided to text Kate and Vic and ask them to hang out. Kate replied but not Vic. Probably too busy with Jordan. Oh well, at least I have someone to tell.

      I got ready to leave and made sure Cal was ok before I left. Once I was sure he was ok I went outside l, got in my Nissan, and drove to Kate's place. I waited for her outside and when she finally came out, she looked like a super model. Well, there's Kate for ya.

      We entered the mall, Kate insisted, and began to shop. I had fifty dollars with me but Kate, Kate had a hundred. All I could do was stare.

      "How do do you have a HUNDRED dollars," I questioned, astonished. "Well I have a job FYI," she said sarcastically. Then she smiled. "You know, I could maybe lend you some. Of course you have to pay me back but-," "YES," I screamed.

      She ended up giving me an extra thirty and I was grateful. After we were done shopping we headed home to sort out our stuff. She had real expensive earings, a new necklace, and of course, a whole new wardrobe. I however, just got some more jeans and shirts. And ONE ring. It had a cross on it and little decorations. I loved it.

      Anyway, she headed home and  called it a night. I got changed and headed downstairs for some dinner. Cold pizza. Yum. Mom still wasn't home yet so that's what I landed on.

      I finished my dinner. I was in a peaceful house that night becuase Caleb was at a friend's house tonight. I looked at the clock. Ten o'clock. Well, it's a good a time as ever to sleep. And with that I let sleep take over and sank into unconscious.

*Hey guys I know it's kinda a slow chapter and a bit boring but It'll get better. Thanks for reading and don't forget to like, vote, follow, and as always share.

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