I turned back and met James, the nerd, calling out. He was 6'2". He wears really baggy clothes which seems to be two sizes bigger than his own. He has serious fashion issues. Moreover, he was a family friend of mine.my parents portraited him to be the perfect son.
I always try to see through James under the black rimmed glasses and braces, but he seems like an introvert. He is the uprising Hollywood's Golden Boy, Dylan Asher's personal assistant.
My friends diss him like anything. "See you later, Acy." Ashley and Cathy chorused and walked away to class
.I never avoided him, because I never wanted to hurt his feelings
. He barely had any friends at school. People just used to 'use and throw ' him., which is very sad.
"Hey, Stracy." James said with a very soft tone as he stared at the ground.
"Hi, James." I replied trying to sound happy and enthusiastic.
"Dylan asked me to tell you guys that he will be attending the fashion show tonight." said James and quickly scurried away before I could even ask which fashion show.
He have left me pondering in the empty hallway.
At lunch, my gaze met James's, he was sitting all alone at a table at the far end of the cafeteria. He looked so lonely and lost. I wish I could do something to help him. But he never shared his problems with anybody.
I walked up to him and said " hey James , do you want to join me and my friends for lunch.?"
" Uh, Uh , Uh I have to go to Uh, Uh, the library now, sorry bye" James left so swiftly.
He just grabbed an apple and his books and went away. He dropped a music sheet on the ground.
I turned around to give it to him, but he had already left.
I guess I could give it to him later.
I walked towards my friends and ate lunch with them in silence, trying to figure out why James was acting so weird.
Gladly to say so, the day passed by quickly.
It was 3:30 in the afternoon when we entered the parking lot and saw a group of people, laughing and teasing someone. Pushing our way through the crowd, I saw that they were teasing James.
I looked around to find the person who started this and, of course, it was Claire standing with her posse. Her face was screaming with joy as she insulted others.
For the first time when I tried to disperse the crowd, Ashley and Cathy came along with me. We never hated James or liked him, however we felt that he does not deserve this kind of treatment.
When everyone went separate ways, we escorted James to his car. He was so upset that he was barely able to speak a word. "Poor guy." I thought to myself.
While walking back to my car, I asked Ashley, "Hey, Ash. What's the surprise?"
"My parents have arranged for the largest designers to come over to our studio and attend a fashion show where we get free outfits. The best part is that, I have invited Terra to broadcast this event. I just sent her an email." Ashley squealed.
"That is awesome and I am going to be there this season." Cathy squealed along with Ashley.
I stopped dead on the tracks to asked Ashley, "You do not mean Terra Fletcher, right?"
"Yes, hon. Terra Fletcher! This is going to be so exciting." Ashley continued squealing.
"Oh My God. What am I going to do now?" I thought to myself....
