Dark Angels

Chapter 3

"So what movie are going to see?" I smiled as I got into the new jeep that Abbi had got for her sixteenth birthday.

"Well, I figured we could see Fast And Furious," She said giving me a wink.

"Whatever just shut up and drive." I said returning her wink.

The drive was long and boring, but when we finally got there I couldn't help but stare at the bright flashing lights in awe. When was the last time I actually went to the movie theater? I was broken out of my thoughts when Abbi forcefully pulled me out from the passenger side. When did she get our tickets? I thought aloud.

"When you were too busy staring at the sign like an idiot." She retorted.

"Whatever can we just skip the popcorn and go to the movie? We've already missed five minutes." I rolled my eyes knowing I hate to be late.

"Shut up. Popcorn is our religion, you can go ahead without me i'll be in line waiting for my box of fat buttery goodness." 

Before I had the chance to stop her she grabbed my wallet and ran for the concession stands. I glared, she has her own money. I couldn't help but notice how pretty she was. She had nice light blonde hair that was just two inches shorter than mine. She definitely had more chest area than me and her curves are what got all the guys while I stood awkwardly in the corner watching. I was a little jealous of her but she was always there for me. We had known each other since the second grade, and since then the connection never wore off. I watched as she started shamelessly flirting with the employee.  She didn't need my wallet, if she really wanted to she could get anything she wanted for free. Annoyed, I turned heading towards our theatre only to bump into someone and stumble onto the floor like a idiot. "Ouch, motherfuc-"

"Are you okay angel." It sounded dry

I looked up only to see none other than James.

"Are you following me?" I asked wide eyed. What is this guys problem.. it seems I cant get a break. 

"You wish." He said smirking as he past me and started towards the same theater I was going too.

"My name is not angel!" I mumbled to myself slightly more pissed off than earlier.

I decided to wait for Abbi seeing as I didn't want to be accused of being a stalker going into the same theater as him.

"Why haven't you already gotten us seats? Gosh do I have to do all the work. Oh and by the way I didn't have to use your money but I did borrow a five, btw your broke." Abbi half whispered.

"You bitch." I said loud enough to where only she could hear me.

"The bitchiest of them all." She said with a smirk as she sashayed her hips walking into the theater.

A sigh escaped my lips and eventually I found my way in.

*****

The movie was great, except the holes burning into the back of my head by James didn't help. I got used to it but it was still uncomfortable.

After Abbi dropped me off I went into my lonely house and decided to watch some TV. After all, I needed a break. After about an hour or so I went back into my room and flopped onto the bed exhausted from the week.

****

 The weekend had gone by fast and was a very lonely one. I hadn't been visited by James, and I hate to say it, but I really wanted him to be there. It was Tuesday morning and I was now in fourth period. The dreaded most loved class of the day. I had James for sixth and seventh period but fourth period was where it really happened. The beginning of the end.

The room smelt of dust and chalk. Not to mention the old lady perfume that Mrs.Clark said made Mr.Clark frisky after someone had called her out about it. That was an image that made the whole class groan in disgust as we banged our heads on the nearest thing we could find.

****

It was now seventh period with Mr.Polly. I felt bad for him because he always got shit for his name. I do have to admit though, it was pretty funny. I gently chuckled to myself unaware of the time quickly moving to release everyone for the day.

After the bell rang I quickly gathered my stuff and raced for the door but stopped abruptly when there was a set of arms around my waist.

"Let me take you out on Saturday. Me, you and some dinner." he whispered confident i would go along. There were no ifs, ands, or buts about it. He wasn't asking me out, he was stating it.

"You don't even know where I li-" I quickly remembered that moment when he was in my bedroom unannounced.

"If you want, I can meet you there and we can do more exciting things than dinner." He whispered. "I could eat out rather than take out." He winked

As much as I wanted to I couldn't let him over power me, but maybe once- Stop. Since when did i find weird stalkers attractive? 

"We'll meet up at Apple bees, there's no need to show up at my house let alone my bedroom." I began to walk away somewhat excited even though I wasn't sure why. 

Saturday it is.