The never ending Chase

The rumour

"Go on", Anna whispered, nudging me closer to Leroy. I turned back to face her, Tyler and Riley, a look of disgust plastered across my face. Their amused smiles just angered me more. I mouthed the words 'I hate you' before moving closer closer to where Leroy was seated on the bench in front of the school.

"Hey Leroy, um.... I know its last minute, but um...... I was wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me?", I asked, forcing a smile onto my face.

I know what you're thinking, I made a bet without consulting the most crucial person. I could have faked being ill and completely ditched the dance, but my ever faithful friends were not letting me do so. Just because they had been able to snag some or the other hottie. The lucky ones. I'm not saying that Chase is hot, far from it, but now that I had to go with Leroy, everyone looked hot. But I had to suck it up. I was the one who had made the bet, and unfortunately, I was the one who lost.

"Hello-o?" ,Leroy asked, waving his hand in front of my face. "Huh?" ,I blinked, snapping back into reality. "I said that I would love to go with you. I feel so honoured that you asked me.  You have no idea how long I had to.......", he kept speaking, but I had already zoned out.

This is going to be the worst dance I have ever going to, and I've never been to a dance! , I thought. I hate myself! Why did I ever have to make that stupid bet?

"So is it true?", Leroy asked me.

"Is what true?"

"That um....you're a cocaine addict and......you aren't able to fund your needs so you've taken to..... prostitution. Apparently you've been trying to get a hold on Chase 'cause of his  ......past, so that you can get some money to fuel your present....um.....lifestyle

"WHAT?!"

"Well yeah..... that's what everyone's been saying."

Oh, so that's what Michelle Rodriguez meant when she wished me good luck! Well I guess she didn't really mean it.

I absentmindedly turned my head to the right and caught a glimpse of Chase, near the vending machines.

"I'm sorry Leroy, but I have to go. I'll call you later ok?" , I asked and without waiting for an answer I took off in the direction I last saw him.

Reaching the vending machines, I looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. I had just begun to wonder where he could have possibly gone that fast, when I heard an all too familiar voice behind me.

"So she was totally messed up, man. I mean one minute she's flirting with me, and the next, she's pushing me away. I just didn't have any idea what she wanted, you know what I mean.....", Chase stopped speaking on seeing me come closer. "Oh hey, Victoria. How'd it go? You ask him out yet?" Ignoring his question, I yanked him by the collar and pulled him aside. "Why do you have to be such a little piss off?", I yelled at him. "So I take it he said yes....", he said, highly amused. " Yes he said yes. What do you think he would have said? He looked like as if I had just asked him to marry me!"

" Well yeah! Hot chick like yourself, ...... I wouldn't be surprised."

"Stop that!" , I yelled, smacking him on the arm. "Ouch! What'd I do?" ,he asked rubbing the sore spot.

"You've been making rumours about me!", I hissed, smacking him again.

"Would you quit it? First of all, I didn't make up those rumours."

"But Leroy told me that......"

"Would you let me finish? Thank you! I was just talking to Alex and I may have mentioned that you have...... connections, so you could get us hookers any time. So anyway, Kimberly Gardener, you know the leggy chick with the anorexic bod......yeah well she must have overheard me. But I'm telling you, I didn't say nothing."

"Well whatever it is that you did, you better un-do it!"

"Well I don't know...... Changing rumours ain't that easy."

"I don't care! I got me into this, now get me out!", I said smacking him in the arm again.

" Alright already, I'll see what I can do. But you gotta admit you did bring this upon yourself."

"How does my uncle being a bar owner, have anything with me becoming a druggy prostitute?"

"You're a druggy prostitute?"

"No! Those are the rumours about me!"

"Well that's a bit of an exaggeration don't you think?"

"Yes! Thank you!"

"I mean you could never pull of the whole prostitute look..."

"Oh I could kill you right now!"

I was on the verge of bursting into tears.

"Alright alright, I'll see what I can do.."

"Thank you."

"Now if you could hook us up with some......um.....prostitutes...."

I punched him. I couldn't help it! It was the only thing I could do to keep myself from killing him.

Before he had a chance to recover I turned and walked away, thinking, What the hell did I do?