Bad influence

chapter 5

Did I forget to mention you guys that happiness doesn't stay for long ?. And it holds a grudge against me. Yeah, guys it's Monday which is too long, damn tiring. Since it's Monday, my mind races to find a good reason, to skip school.

Mom comes to wake me up and sees me on my bed, with all the blankets covering me. I start pretending to be sick, hoping that at least this week..she believes me.

She tears off the covers which were draping around me, which were giving me a false hope that I can stick with my bed.

" Hey Em, did you go meet Mr. Oliver? He was asking me about you and told me that your assignment is in due" says Jenna as she parks her bike in the parking area and casually approaches to me and Ronnie.

"Shit! How did I forget that assignment? Now he's gonna screw me real bad. Guys I'm going to meet him and head to my class...meet you at lunch" I say as I go to Mr. Oliver.

How I wish I would have aced in Dramatic arts. I would have convinced my mom in just few seconds. Or I could have learnt hypnotism. Yeah, that would make my life so much better. I would hypnotize people and steal their fries...I know I'm awesome. But that was not enough. So wondering what happened in the morning?

As she pulled off my blankets, I told her I was sick in a very chirpy cheerful voice. That was all she needed to come to the conclusion that I was lying, which I was. So she pushed me into this hellhole, told me it'd make me a living...I wonder what it would make, since I just wanted to bake, that rhymed.

I have loved baking since my childhood. Dad, me and Ronnie always used to bake, when he came over fighting with his sister. We used to bake cookies, biscuits, cakes.... I miss those days.

Getting nostalgic also has its defaults as I crash into someone. My backpack hits the ground and I up my head to see whom I crashed into....it's Britney., best friend of Sydney... They are bbf's ( bitchy best friends), even their names rhyme.

So you can imagine the drama she creates, I didn't wanted to start my day like that. So I collected my bag and rushed past her as fast as I could.

In such a hurry I collided into something hard, I gazed to see if it's a wall and my jaw dropped, as it's not a wall but a person....it was none other than Jake west. The same Jake west whom I kissed because of the kiss cam. Today I don't see him that shaken up as he was, he appears calm, eyeing me in all his glory. And me I kinda look like I'm ogling over him, which I'm definitely not. I maybe a bad girl but can't I get worked up over something this unusual on Monday?.

Should I talk to him? Should I apologize for the other night since I was the one who kissed without his permission? Should I act like I don't remember and just show my attitude and move on ? Or should I apologize for crashing into him and run away before he gives me an answer. So many questions running in my mind. What to do, what not to. I'm seriously regretting giving up on my bed for my future(school).

I was running a brain marathon and didn't even notice Jake collecting his books and leaving me dumbfounded.

How dare is he to leave me like that?
I am the bad girl here right? Can he leave me like that without hearing my apology? It is infuriating...

So I go after him...crossing his way and successfully blocking him. His eyes locks with mine, as he asks " Why are you blocking my way?".

For a moment I just keeping staring into his eyes, so green which reminds me of an article I read about green eyed people possessing supernatural powers.

Oh, so he has voice too....I thought something got his tongue. " There are many reasons. For the starters, I was about to apologize, which I hardly do. You do remember me right, I'm the one who kissed you the other day because of the kiss cam. So I was having hard time wrapping my thoughts around and I had to get myself together to talk to you. Don't you have any manners to listen to my sorry at least" I rant.

" Oh, sorry about that I am in a hurry so didn't realize you there. Let me introduce myself. I'm Jake west" he says as he produces his hand forward asking for me to shake, which I reluctantly shake..such a formal introduction, not bad..

I begin " I am em".
" I know who you are" he cuts me off. Interesting, I wave my hand gesturing him to continue. "You are Emma Thompson, our school's bad girl, no body messes with you. You are in the same class as I'm ....quite frankly that's all I heard about you" he climaxes.

"So, wanna know me more?" I ask. I see him taking a step back. Okay, not so interesting.. 

" No, I'm better off without you in my life. Thanks" he says.

"Dude, that's so rude I'm just giving you a hand for friendship and you are just backing off without even knowing me" I say. Such a quick judgy.

" I have heard my friends saying that if you get acquainted by the right person, you may get influenced by them. I don't want to change..I want to be the same Jake west as I am. What if the right person is you. I can't take the risk. So, the answer is no" he says bluntly.

" So, you think befriending me maybe a bad influence on you? And that's why you don't want to be my friend?" I ask.

"Yes" he curtly speaks. And glances at  his wrist watch, starts cussing, says a good bye and starts walking away.

I am going to befriend him, whether he likes it or not. I maybe a good kind of bad influence in his life. Right?

Shit! I totally forgot to meet Mr. Oliver.