Amy's pov
"Stupid Jackson, getting on my nerves again," I muttered to myself, taking off my shoes. As I bend down to pick them up to place them on the shoe rack at the door entrance, I notice there was a single letter on the floor, which probably came in through the mail hole in the door.
"Huh? A letter?" Turning it over to see the receiver and sender, my eyes widen in shock at the name of the sender. "No way!"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~AT JACKSON'S HOUSE~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Anna, I'm home!" Jackson shouted upstairs while taking off his shoes. Heading up the stairs to her room after not hearing a reply from her, Jackson called out to her again "Anna?"
"Yeah? What is it?" Anna replied poking her head out her bedroom room. She had on her headphones around her neck.
"How long have you had your headphones on?" Jackson asked, wondering if she had heard him when he left the house earlier. It was sometime late in the morning when he had left and it was probably almost midday since the drive to Amy's was about an hour long.
"I had them on since I got inside my room. Heck, I haven't even left my room since I got back. Why do you ask? Did something happened?"
Worried that she'd tattle to their mother if he told her, Jackson just shoved it aside and said, "It's nothing. Don't worry about it." After all, If their mother were to find out that he had left her home alone, then she would surely have his head on a silver platter.
"Really? You sure?" Anna asked.
"Mhmm"
"Well, alright. If you say so." Seeming to catch on that Jackson doesn't want to say anything, Anna just let it go.
"Well, if you need anything I'll be in my room," Jackson said, walking across to his room wanting to end this awkwardness.
"Uh, sure" And with that, Anna went back inside her room, closing the door behind her.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~TIME SKIP TO MONDAY~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It was a beautiful and sunny morning. Persons were on their way either to another hard day at work or to a busy and dramatic school day. As the first bell at PlaidWood high rang for the start of class and late comers start rushing to make it there, a certain green streak girl was trying to avoid a particular 'Mr. Popular' while trying to go about her daily school life.
"Ugh, this is just great. There's no way I can face that jerk after what he did to me," Amy said to herself as she slipped into the school's library. She had a free period this morning until the next bell and so decided to hide there for the time being. 'Now I just have to figure out how to go about this until graduation and I should be fine.' Knowing deep down that this idea wouldn't work she still rolled with it and went off into a random section in the library to pick out a book to read. Before she could get far she felt someone tap her on her shoulder. Turning around to see who it was, Amy was met wih one of the schools cheerleaders, as she was wearing the cheerleader's uniform.
'Oh great. One of Princess's minions.' Amy thought to herself.
"Uh, you're Amy King, right?" the cheerleader asked her.
"Hm, yeah. I'm her. Who wants to know?" Amy replied.
"Princess" the cheerleader responded with her arms folded. "She said she wanted to talk to you about something. She's in the gym right now so you better get going and not keep her waiting"
"Ugh, you've got to be kidding me. Now?" the girl nodded in response. "Guess I have no choice but to go." And with that, Amy exited the library with the cheerleader following behind her to the school's gym. 'Wonder what the heck she wants with me.'
Arriving at the school's gym, the cheerleaders were there practicing their routine. Princess was at the front instructing the them.
"Yo, Princess! I'm back with the nerd!" shouted the cheerleader that Princess sent out.
'Oh heck no. She did not just called me a nerd '
"Well it's about time, May," Princess responded, slightly turning her head towards May and Amy. "Alright girls, keep at it. I I'll be back in a few. May, you too" Princess told the cheerleaders as she went towards Amy.
With May off to practice and Princess now standing in front of Amy, who was still by the entrance of the gym far from the cheerleaders, Amy folded her arms and give Princess a look that said she's clearly not in the mood to deal with her. "Well whatever you've got to say, just say it and get it over with."
With her arms also folded, Princess give Amy a little glare. "Wanting to get straight to the point, huh? Very well then; just means I'll waste less of my time with you." with her left hand resting on her hip, she look Amy straight in the eye and say, "explain why you were at Jackson's house last Saturday"
'Say what now. How the hell does she know that? ' Amy thought, a bit of shock went through her, but she didn't let it show on her face. "Um... Excuse me..?"
"Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. Someone told me they saw you leaving his house and driving off in his car."
'Well I'm dead.' Even though she felt a bit uneasy, Amy still stood her ground. "Riiight. And do you like have any proof at all of that?"
"Well, uh, no. But I know it's true so stop fooling around and just admit it!" Knowing that she, unfortunately, had no proof, she still tried to win the argument.
"Seems to me I'm being falsely accused," Amy shot back at her with an annoyed expression but was grateful that she didn't had any proof. 'Thank goodness that idiot wasn't smart enough to send any pictures to Princess. Now to just end this and get out of here'
"Excuse me?!"
"Yeah, you heard me. You have no evidence at all and is only going by what someone told you. How am I suppose to know if either you or that person is telling the truth? Now if you have nothing else to say I'll suggest you drop it and leave me alone before I report you for student harassment." And with that Amy left the gym with Princess fuming in her wake.
Now outside of the gym, Amy gave a sigh of relief, grateful that she was able to turn the tables around and avoid Princess from finding out the truth.
"Well that went better than I expected" Amy muttered to herself, taking out her cellphone to check the time. "I still have some time before the next bell so I guess I can head back to the library."
As she was halfway to the library, Amy heard someone calling out to her.
"Amy!?"
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Is This Love? (Hiatus)
RomanceAmy King, an average high school girl, has a passion for reading novels of all kind, listening to music, and writing stories. She loves nothing more but to do all that by herself. Jackson Hunter, PlaidWood High's cutest and most popular boy, may see...