All I Want (Completed) !Under Editing!

Chapter 15

I was at school, waiting for Silvia to show up by my locker. I leaned against it and stared off into space. My mind completely blank. I saw Silvia walking down in her high heels. They we're probably 5 inches and they made the most annoying sound. Click-clack, click-clack, click-clank, the heels went as she walked up to me. If I we're in class and she was no where to be seen, but then I heard her heels, I would know it was her. It's like a little cow bell.

"Hey Mon! " she said excitedly.

"Sup, Sil. " I responded.

"So, what's up between you and Clayton. " she asked.

"Nothing. " I muttered and got suddenly interested in my shoes.

"It's obviously not nothing. You have to tell me. " she persisted.

"I don't want to talk about it. " I protested.

"Okay, but tell me when your ready. " she nodded her head.

"Fine. " I gave up.

Silvia talked about her date with Joey as we walked down the halls of our school. Her heels clicking and my shoes we're soundless. She talked on and on, non stop. I was multi tasking and thinking about a few things. Clayton, for one doesn't really know what he did and I feel bad about it. I didn't even give him a chance. Should I tell him? I am so indecisive sometimes.

Silvia continued her rant until the bell rang. I said my goodbye and went to my first period. We we're playing volleyball. I was never good at this sport, but I guess I am going to have to try. I am way better at sports that involve feet, some sports such as basketball and football are included because I can actually catch.

We played a mean game. My team lost though. Thankfully we had six teams and we didn't have to play Clayton's team. I could serve the ball but I could barely hit it. It was an okay period. My other three periods went by faster then I would've thought. I was on my way to lunch when I saw Tyler coming down the hallway with his arm wrapped around Violet. I didn't really care but they are my least favorite people. Carter and I have talked once and a while but that's it. Missy and Emma we're no where to be found.

I was so happy when they both just passed by me. No drama for today! Yay!  Their is actually no sarcasm this time. I made it to the garden to see the pretty flowers that occupied the planters. The giant oak tree had no inhabitants and the bees and humming birds buzzed and hummed lightly.

I sat under the big oak and started on my delicious food. I had gotten pepperoni pizza with an orange juice and fries. The schools fries are so good. The crisp outside mixed with the hot inside of mushie potato was just amazing. The pizza had a lot of pizza sauce on it. Just the way I like it. Ever since I was a kid I always ate pizza weirdly. I would pick all the toppings off and then eat the sauce and bread. Don't ask me how I can do it, I just do. It's natural to me.

I finally finished my pizza and chugged down the orange juice. It was sweet and sour. As I sat under the cool shade of the oak tree, it reminded me of when Clayton would sit with me. I thought about all the stuff that makes Clayton, Clayton. A single tear streaked my face. I really miss him, but I don't want him to break me again. But what if I am breaking myself by staying away from him? What if I'm not? This is a lot of what if's.

My phone pinged. It took me out of my trance. I unlocked the screen and checked the notification.

Unknown: Is someone crying about Clayton?

What the fuck!!? Oh my God, is someone watching me. I quickly gathered my stuff and ran out of the garden. That is fucking crazy. My heart was racing and this person was getting closer to me. It is creepy as hell. I went into the bathroom and washed my face with cold water. I looked at myself in the mirror and reassured myself that I was going to be okay. The bell rang and it was time for class. Their are a whole bunch of high school students in the halls, no one would kidnap me during the middle of the day. Unless you were stupid.

I fast walked to class, got my homework, did my notes, and went to the next class. Only thinking about one thing, who would do this? I did the same routine throughout all the classes. Once school was finished I switched my books in my locker and went to my car. I was walking across the parking lot, made it to my car and felt someone grab my arm. I panicked and did some self defense moves, it was too fast for me to remember, and had the person pinned on the ground.

"I guess you got me." Clayton said cockily.

I let him go, "Leave me alone."

He grabbed my arm and held it tightly. "Tell me what I did wrong."

"Okay. You want to know so badly! Remember the 8th grade dance!" I exclaimed, tears threatening to fall.

"The 8th grade dan- OH." he realized.

"Yeah, that's what you did wrong." I stated and started to open the car door.

Clayton pulled me back and the car door shut, "Are you serious? That was like years ago."

"So, you are the reason I barely trust anyone but my family." I glared.

"This is about me rejecting you at a stupid dance?" he questioned.

"Yes." I tugged my arm out of his hold and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Monica," he called me Monica, is he serious about this? "I was a stupid 8th grader. I didn't see you for who you were. All I cared about was popularity." he explained.

"And..." I pressed.

"And....i'm sorry. Princess, I  was an idiotic little kid. I didn't really comprehend easily." he explained further, blushing.

"That doesn't really help. You broke my heart and even in front of your friends, you embarrassed me, I vowed to never be that person again. But, why? Why did you have to do it that way? Did you just like the attention? Why do you even care? You can have any slut in this school! Heck, I think I started to like you, until I was reminded of who you real-" Clayton must have had enough, he walked over to me and cupped my face. I gasped and shut up instantly.

"Princess, that Kid years ago, that wasn't me, I didn't know who I was. So, I tried to be the popular guy that every girl wants." he was still holding my face, my heart racing.

"B-But..." he cut me off.

"I like you okay. Is that what it takes to shut you up and for you to forgive me?" he asked, looking straight into my emerald green eyes.

"N-No not r-really." I stuttered out.

"How 'bout this?" he leaned toward my face.

Clayton placed his lips on mine. My lips instantly moved in sync with his. It felt like time stopped, and that the only people here and now, was us. It was the perfect second kiss and he stole it. Which I was pretty glad for. Clayton's lips were so warm, his hands still cupping my face as I felt the warmth radiate through my body. I hadn't even noticed that I had closed my eyes. Finally, he broke the kiss. Leaving me wanting more. He had a huge boyish grin on his face. I, on the other hand, was shocked, dazed, and amazed at the same time. Damn, he was a good kisser. I probably had a dumb look on my face, but I didn't care.

"What do you say?" Clayton whispered in my ear, I have no idea how he got to my ear.

A shiver went down my spine, "Maybe one more would do." I tried my best not to stutter. He chuckled.

"I think the first one did the job, but i'd be happy to do it again." he sent another shiver down my spine.

Clayton connected our lips once more. This time it was a little heated. Electricity shot out and through my body. Our lips moved in sync like they were made for each other. No like we were made for each other. He cut the contact with our lips once again. Again leaving me wanting more. I looked into his chocolate brown eyes, feeling the warmth.

"What about now?" he purred.

"That worked. I forgive you." I smiled as his hands cupped my face a little tighter, not that I mind.

"Monica Lee, will you go on a date with me?" Clayton finally said my name.

"Let me think." I tapped my chin, "Yes." I smiled.

Before Clayton could do anything, I grabbed the back of his head and smashed my lips on his. it was a nice and harsh peck on the lips, but I walked to my car and got in, watching as Clayton stood their shocked. I smirked slightly and rolled the windows down.

"Text me." I winked and drove away.