The Other Way Round.

Chapter 11

This is the last chapter in Candy's POV. The rest will be from my point of view. I want to capture everyone's inner character to make it more fun.
A major Author's note is coming up soon.

Chapter 11.
Candy's POV

The meeting with Andre and Tammy went well. We ended up having it under a tree at the park.

Tammy was not so bad. In fact, she's a great girl. I just wonder how she gets along with a pest like Andre. I mean, what kind of nerd has the humor of Trevor Noah. He doesn't come close, but, think of it. What kind of nerd is funny?

As far as I know,nerds are socially dumb, but I guess I can say we are in a new era. And new eras come with change. So who says a nerd can't be funny?

Anyway, we made it clear to Tammy about the 'cheesy stuff', we decided that the play will be a bit different from the normal bumping and romance stuff.

Andre and I will actually start off on a bad note, realise a lot from their many many fights, and then grow fond of each other, and then end up as best friends.

Not cheesy right? Right. Because I'd rather bite my toe nails than read a cheesy story. Its just too common among the girls and for me, I like to stand out amongst my peers. Well let's leave the nerdy talk for the nerds, like one standing a few meters away from me. One who is growing on my butt. Andre. Downs.

Its not until I shift my glare from him that I notice almost every girl drooling over him. From my distance, it looks like a group of freshmen are getting autographs. I look round for Tammy and Tristan also but I find none in sight.

I straighten up and walk up to him with my head high and the freshmen scramble away almost immediately. I can't blame them though. I have a potential, you know. Andre notices me when the boys go away rather strangely and he sighs as if I just saved him from torture.

"Thank God you're here." He says

"I never came to defend or rescue you." I defend.

"Tomato tomaeto , whatever floats your boat" Andre says rolling his eyes.

"So..., about that short film of ours... Have you seen the producer?"

"Um..., he's standing right here." He says in a duh tone.

"Oh yeah? Since when?" I ask crossing my arms over my chest.

"I wrote the script remember?"

"So?" I say,as if I care less.

"I am the producer." Andre exclaims as if he's repeating a statement for the umpteenth time.

"Tell me why I'm not punching your face right now?" I say, frustrated.

Andre looks around, then at something for like ten seconds then he smirks at me. He brings his face lower so we're face to face. Then he glances at that spot that took his attention for ten seconds, looks back at me and into my green eyes, his hazel ones sparkling. He brings his face so close, I can feel the elements radiating from it. Then in a husky voice he says,

"Because I'm kissing you right now."

"What!" I exclaim, drawing everybody's attention. He looks round and says, pulling me to him,and smirking,

"Just what I wanted."

"But -"

I'm unable to complete my protest as I feel Andre's lips crash onto mine.

I'm taken aback and I swear I can hear different reactions from people, but damn them. This feels great plus he tastes like apples.

Andre Downs is kissing me?

The hot nerd is kissing me?

And I'm not protesting!

OMG.

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"Wonderful story I hear." A deep voice says behind me. Without looking, I can tell its Tristan. Right now, I'm expecting him to be weird, maybe angry, but from his tone and the look on his face when I turn around to look at him, he is amused. Anyway people are the ones who make stories up about the both of us hooking up, you know, that friendship with benefits stuff. It must just kill them that the hottest girl in school is not a bitch or a slut.

Well, I always look on the bright side so, it makes me know that I am that important and special to them, if they can talk about me so much and even cook up stories. That aside, right now, I am embarrassed standing before Tristan and knowing he knows. Well everyone knows!

"If you wanna mock me please do it via text message." I say,hiding my blush.

"Mock you?" Tristan says as if its unbelievable." I'm not mocking you baby. I for one think it was hot."

I'm taken aback by his statement. Hot? He thinks the fact that Andre kissed me in the hallway was hot. Isn't he supposed to be jealous?

"Wait, aren't you supposed to be jealous?"

"Of?" Tristan asks looking at sea." That he kissed you? I'm not gay and I don't look forward to kissing you either! "

"Hey! I'm standing right here."

"Of course I'm talking to you, duh."

"Boys don't duh'." I say stressing the word 'duh'.

"Beside the point. Anyway Can, what am I supposed to be jealous of?"

"Andre's hotness?"

"That is beside the point Can"

"Then what is the point?" I ask flailing my hands in the air. A sign of frustration.

"You. Kissed." Tristan deadpans.

"Okay. No need to rub it in." I swear he's worse than Jordan in TGGBB.

"Sorry tiger."

"Don't call me that."

"Why?"

"Because Andre called me that more than once and now I'm beginning to feel wild."

Our teacher comes in late as usual.

"Class, there is now a change of plans. You are no longer in groups of twos but now in groups of fours.

I hear sounds of victory all over the class.

" So," she continues," Andre and Candy please join Tristan and Tammy. "

"We this will be interesting." Tristan says and I can hear the smirk in his voice.