Call Me Crazy [Book 2]

Chapter Nine

Okay we go back to Kristen's P.O.V. in this chapter! OH MY GOD I JUST WANT TO EXPRESS HOW SORRY I AM FOR DELAYING THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH. I put it off way too much and for that I am sorry. I hope this chapter makes up for the delay! Thanks for staying with me <3

The week seemed to drag on excruciatingly slowly, just because Carter and Brendan were coming home this weekend. I avoided Derek all week, and fortunately for me, he avoided me as well. To be honest I was a bit surprised that he didn't send me any suggestive texts. When I walked into homeroom on Friday morning, Derek was sitting in his usual seat in the back of the classroom, his feet propped up on the desk. He smirked at me when I walked in, and I rolled my eyes and took a seat next to Rachel. 

"Why have you been ignoring me all week?" Derek asked me, taking seat in the empty one behind me. 

"Because Derek," I sighed, then turned around the face him. "We're not friends. You don't like me and I don't like you. It's as simple as that." My hands itched to slap that stupid smirk off his face. 

"But we kissed, doesn't that count for something?" I scowled and rolled my eyes, shaking my head. I chose to ignore him and turned back around as the teacher started taking roll. Thankfully Derek didn't bother me anymore, and once the bell rang, I grabbed my bag from the floor and followed the rest of the students out the door. 

"That Derek guy seems to have a keen interest in you Kris," Rachel mused as we walked to English. 

"Sadly," I mumbled, checking over my shoulder to see if he was following me. Thankfully he wasn't. "He's just a fly that buzzes around me to annoy me."

"That's a strange analogy," Rachel muttered, and I chuckled as we walked into English together. Luckily for me this wasn't one of the classes that I shared with Derek, so I enjoyed the peace and quiet while it lasted, because I was sure that it wasn't over.

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To my dismay, I found myself scowling at my food as Derek sat next to me, happily munching on his pizza slice. 

"So then he was like, 'I can bench way more than you,' and let's just say he wasn't too happy with me in strength training class." I rolled my eyes at Derek's stupid obnoxious story that I could care less about. Why was he sitting with me and not Zach or his other friends?

"Do you have any more friends?" I asked him, genuinely curious. He just stuck his tongue out at me, and I had to try hard not to blush. Ew, why was I feeling like blushing at that? Derek really pisses me off. 

"Yes as a matter of fact, but I wanted to sit with you today." For some reason I smiled at that, feeling a bit accomplished that Derek the new guy wanted to actually associate with me in school. But then I realized that I hated him a lot, so everything that I was just previously feeling vanished into thin air. 

"Well I'd like to say I'm honored, but I'm not. Now go sit with Zach because he seems to really miss you." He shoved Derek out of his seat and he chuckled, grabbing his tray and ruffling my hair before joining his buddies at the other table. 

"Oh thank God," I muttered sarcastically, pulling my fingers through my hair. Rachel through a chip at me, shaking her head. "Hey! Ew, now it's in my hair."

"He's just trying to be friends with you Kristen, you kind of treat him like shit." 

I wanted to roll my eyes at my best friend and tell her she's totally wrong, but I didn't. Because deep down I sort of knew she was right...

I sighed, picking at my food, my appetite for my lunch totally gone. "I don't want to agree with you, but you're right. I guess my mind is telling me to hate him because he kissed me, and shove the thought of forgiving him out of my head. Maybe I should...go apologize?" Rachel smiled at me, nodded her head quickly.