The popular boy and me?

It's Going To Be a Rough Two Weeks

The second that Josh left me to enter his class, Samantha and Meghan came running over. “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! Ahh, Crystal, he was so into you!”

            “Did you see him rush to grab the door for you when Josh was holding it?” Meghan gushed.

            “Ok guys, he definitely was not that into me” I reasoned.

            “Are you kidding? Are you blind? Ok, he may not actually have feelings for you, I mean he doesn’t have feelings for anyone, but himself, but either way, he at least wants to get into your pants!”

            “Ew, Samantha. There’s no way I’m getting in his pants. Virgin ears here.” I winced and started fumbling with my locker combination. After the third try, it swung open, and I gasped at what was in front of me. There were roses, a whole lot of roses. Red roses.  Two dozen, to be exact. In the center was a white envelope with “Crystal” written on it.

            “Oh my god! Did Josh get you roses?” Meghan yelled, excitedly.

            “Calm down, Meghan. It was definitely my brother or one of his friends, as a joke. I started to tear open the envelope. It only had one sentence on it; only seven words.

            “You will fall for me, Crystal Murphy”. That ass. I cannot believe he had the nerve to do that to me. Did he really think that I was just like every other girl at Greenwood High and that I would fall for his so called “charm”? Samantha and Meghan were just gushing and fan-girling in the background, but not me. I was going to straighten things out with this ass hole for once and for all. I grabbed the roses and started storming down the hall.

            “Where are you going? Oh my god, are you thanking him in person? Aw that’s so cute!” I wanted to slap some sense into Meghan. I knew she wasn’t exactly a genius, but did she really think I was going to fall for him, just like that?

            I glared at her “Meghan! I’m going to slap some sense into that kid! Not thank him! Most people don’t get thanked for being an ass, that’s not quite how it works, at least not for me!” I stopped myself before I was in a full-blown rant about how I hated him. All of a sudden, a familiar button-up shirt caught my eye. Time to take down the enemy. I stormed over to him, some kids were starting to watch since apparently my new look was “hot” I heard some wolf whistles as I continued down the hallway. I couldn’t wait to be 18 and in college. This school was so shallow that it almost hurt. Scratch that, I had a mark on my neck from when Samantha was straightening my hair. It did hurt. I sniffed the familiar cologne of the one and only. The asshole himself was talking to his friends and laughing, as if nothing had happened. Oh, he was about to get it. I grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and turned him around. Oh, wow his eyes were pretty blue..

            “Focus Crystal!” I mentally slapped myself and opened my mouth “Michael James Parker, you are such an asshole! What part of the fact that I was going on a date with Josh did you not understand? Maybe the date part? Or the JOSH part was pretty important too”. A huge crowd had begun to form around us. No one had ever denied Michael Parker anything. The girls were just gasping and smiling at Michael, saying things like “Michael, I’ll always be here for you!” They disgusted me. The guys were enjoying it; most were either cracking up or recording it with their phones. Michael, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be effected by it.

            “Why can’t the pretty girl just accept the pretty roses?”

            “You’re don’t care about me, Michael. All you want is to get me in your pants so you can say you’ve screwed every girl in Greenwood High. You must think I’m like every other slut. Well, you’re wrong. I’m not.” I was so mad I could hardly even think. I didn’t realize I was crying until I felt a tear on the edge of my eye. I looked up at him, and he still didn’t seem fazed. “You used to be so different…” I whispered. I shoved the roses into his arms and found my way into a pair of arms. They were warm, comforting, and smelled good. That was exactly what I needed right now.