The Story Of An Imperfect Girl

Chapter 5: I'm Not an Eavesdropper!

"So what happened last Saturday when you're at Blake's house?" Lizzy replied as she is is texting someone with her phone.

"Well. . . Blake and I studied," I don't want her to know everything, but I was dying to tell a person what happened.

"Really? C'mon Camber, something must be up between the two of you. I can see that you're hiding something from me," She looks at me squinting her eyes to see that she is investigating me.

"Fine. Blake's friends where there," I continue reading my book that I held in my hands for so long. We are at the library again. I am still confused what happened last Saturday.

"And?" 

"And I got red handed by them at the time when I am at Blake's room," I try to concentrate but Lizzy is asking so many questions. I Shouldn't have texted her when I'm in a bad mood.

"But Kyle said to me that Blake was using me," I muttered.

"So that means, you're friends with Blake now?" She raised an eyebrow at me.

"No. He's just a bad tutor. He's only for himself," I replied as I rolled my eyes. "Yeah... He's a bad tutor."

Outside the football field*

The jocks are rolling the ball using their feet. zigzagging through the orange cones.

I see Blake with River. He's talking with him but it's not that really serious because they seemed to be laughing. I ignore them.

"Hey Paige," I hear Blake calls my surname.

"What," Is all I can say.

"Sorry about last Saturday. Kyle's got an idiot disease about me using you," He says as he smiles, a smile that I frequently see when he lied.

"Yeah... What was that all about anyway?" 

 "I think Kyle has a crush on you," Blake replied putting his hand to cover his nose (that covers his mouth too!)

"You're lying." If Kyle has a crush on me, then why did he framed me something just for fun? Sorry Kyle, my heart doesn't belong to you anymore

"I'm not sure... Kyle was looking at you at the cafeteria lately..." He still holds the ball that was on his hands.

I was shock when he told me that Kyle was looking at me lately... This is awkward.

"What?!" I shouted, but not really loud that his team mates and the cheerleaders stare at us.

I'm not afraid of the field anymore. That phobia is gone already. If they still want to tease about me, then fine. Anyways, it's not like it's true or real.

"You should go back to your practice. I think your coach is calling you," I replied as I saw Coach Barley calling Blake's last name.

"Okay. Tutor's right after this. I'll just pick you up this time," He ran to Coach Barley and talked to him. I recently noticed that Sarah isn't really going in to Blake anymore. I think they broke up. Finally! I'm not disgust about them anymore and there's no bothering me anymore.

Hm... Maybe I should just wait here. So that Blake doesn't have a hard time rushing things. 

I waited at the lower bleachers so that know one can find me nor tease me. I can see a full view of the jocks training. If girls were so obsessed in them, I think this is where they should hide so that Coach Barsley can't let them out. I hope that their training doesn't last and hour.

After The Jocks' Training*

It does last an hour. Actually, three hours. Lesson learned, never wait someone who has a practice. I almost finished my book while waiting at them. It's time for me to go to the parking lot. They're heading in my way.