Through The Cheerleader's Eyes

I Live Under A Rock?

Dedicated to anushka_786

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'So guys, this is Rick Jacobs signing off from "Just RJing Around"! If you liked this video and just can't get enough of my devious mind then go checkout the rest of my videos. Comment, share, subscribe and always keep "Just RJing Around!" I'll see you guys next time on my next COOL video!'

I paused the video for a moment to appreciate the very fine male specimen, smirking on the laptop screen. Rick Jacobs. Prankster. Youtube sensation. Heartthrob. And a.k.a. the hot guy who had winked at me in class.

When I had told Cara and Gretchen what had happened and pointed out the guy to them, they had gone bananas. Failing to obtain a 'satisfactory reaction' from me, they had asked me if I knew who he was. When I had differed, they had COMPLETELY LOST IT and dragged me (not really, but yeah) to Cara's house to show me how I'd hit the jackpot. Well, that brings me to my current situation.

We were sitting cross-legged on Cara's bed while the video featuring the subject of our ongoing conversation (well, mostly, my words and their outbursts of laughter - courtesy of our subject) played out on Cara's laptop screen.

As Rick's latest pranking video ended, I couldn't help but remark.

'Wow. Okay, now THAT is cool,' I admitted. 'I mean, it takes guts to do that. '

'Now you know what I mean? I seriously don't know how you didn't know him already,' Cara managed to say, still wheezing from laughing too much at the video. 'Are you sure you haven't been living under a rock?'

'Yeah, I'm pretty sure, if the roof of my house isn't called "rock", that is,' I glared at her. 'But girl, is he really THAT popular?'

'Yeah. Totally,' Cara continued. 'Rick Jacobs is basically, like, the cool dude in our school. His Youtube channel, " Just RJing Around" which consists of him pranking people is insanely popular!'

'Yeah, Steph. Plus, he's SO HOT. If you would've told me in class earlier that he winked at you in English Lit, I would've straight up asked him if he fancied you!' Gretchen squealed.

No, no, I'm not kidding. I'm not saying that metaphorically either. Gretchen literally, actually and totally just SQUEALED.

'Woah, woah. Hold your horses. It was just a wink. Maybe he was just flirting. Whats the big deal?' I simply couldn't understand.

'Him winking at you IS a big deal!' Cara all but squealed too. 'You see, Rick Jacobs doesn't do crushes or relationships. He may have hooked up a few times but he doesn't do crushes. In his words, "he's not made for that kind of shit"'.

'That literally broke the heart of every girl who fancied him. Especially now that he's part of our soccer team too,' Gretchen said, disappointment clearly lacing her voice.

Gretchen looked way too sad for the loss of a heartthrob who was now off the market. Why would she be like that unless...

'What you're thinking is true Steph,' Gretchen sighed. 'I had a major crush on him last year.' But as I watched, her sad face soon morphed into a happy one.