How to be Visible

Chapter 3

"Well well well, if it isn't Rita Freakystein" A pretty blonde head approached me. Where have I seen this face before? Oh yeah, it belongs to the Emilia girl.

Brittney.

"What do you want Brittney?" I said and closed my locker banging it loud enough for her to move back a little.

"I just wanted to have a closer look at the prude I am meant to serve in the play, nothing much I guess." She drawled.

In my head there were so many come backs that I could use. But am too mature for that. I mean what use is it if I stoop to her level? So I simply count to three and smile at her.

Her facial expression was epic. She was so shocked. Either she thought I would insult her or turn sad and perhaps cry and run to my mummy.

Ha! She shall never see my tears and she shall never cause me pain.

Mua ha ha ha!

"Hmmph!" She scoffed and walked away. The funny thing about this school is that the 'mean girls' did not have followers or minions. You know like in the movie. Thank God for that.

I've had my first hand share of minions and mean girls. No one understands how badly I want to breeze through this school without getting noticed even if it meant being regarded as a rank three nobody. Like I cared.

"Don't let her bother you. She is too petty. That was the best comeback I have ever seen. Silence really does it all huh?" A voice that sounded really familiar rudely interrupted my precious thoughts.

"Yeah and you are?" I say with the who-in-the-world-are-you-to-interrupt-my-thoughts face.

"Oh sorry about a poor intro. The names Chase." He said, finishing off with a smirk.

I spent some time to take in his appearance. He was taller than I was and he had blonde hair and deep icy blue eyes that looked like they could see right into your soul. His muscular build was quite astonishing.

He had on a tight T-shirt hugging his body and showing a perfect number of abs. His jeans is torn at the knees. I soooo love ripped jeans! Plus he was sporting a black and white sneakers. Who was this guy?? His fashion sense was really simple but he looked amazing.

"Like what you see?" He asked once again interrupting my thoughts and also snapping me back to reality.

"No, I mean yes, I mean its not that bad, I've seen better and by the way, why do you keep saying the names Chase? Honestly haven't you heard of the 'my name is' phrase before?" I babbled like an idiotic robot without a CPU. He started laughing. Why did I have to mess up and overdo the talking? Not every seventeen year old girl talks as much as I do.

"Okay, you are not what I expected you to be. At all. Do you mind if I walk you to your class?" The boy still smiled, hoping I'll float in the air swooning at his mesmerizing beauty.

Where was Jess when you needed her?

"Shouldn't you be heading to your own class Mr escort?" I replied putting air quotes purposely at the 'Mr escort' part. Maybe my weird self will scare him away hopefully.

"Don't worry about me. Am Chase remember? I'll get it in late without an issue. Am not so sure about you though."

He is Chase remember? Who cares? Sweet Lord if this is a punishment because I didn't pray this morning please forgive me and send Jess to my rescue. I promise to be nice to that old man that keeps singing Christmas songs every day of the year.

And just like that, my prayer was answered.

"Chase there are a lot of girls for you to toy with now do me the honour of leaving my girl alone. Thank you" Jess said with so much authority. I am so happy I didn't kill her when we were kids like I planned to.