Bionic Left Behind

Chapter 8- Electricity or Naw?

Electricity or Naw?

Friday

I couldn't take it anymore. Leo was bothering the hell out of me today. He kept annoying me, repeating my name, poking me, hitting me with balls of paper during class, throwing pencils and paper airplanes at my head... I got so fed up with it that I turned around and punched the locker, causing it to dent inwards. Leo's mouth dropped and I glared at him.

"Next time it'll be your face," I said and walked away. Suddenly, since rage had come over me, I wasn't watching where I was going and knocked into somebody. "Oof," I muttered, landing on my bum.

"Hey, watch- oh, it's you." One of the football players said. It was Jayden.

"Yeah, just me." I said before he pulled me up and I thanked him.

"Hey, are you coming to the game this weekend?" I nodded and he smiled. "Great can't wait to see you there."

"Was that who I think it was?" Bree asked, coming to stand next to me.

I nodded and smiled. "Yeah. He asked me if I was coming to the game..." I said and it came out more dreamily than I had expected.

"Oooh, somebody's got a crush..." Bree smirked at me.

"No, no I don't. That's not even possible, you can't be in a relationship and be crushing on another guy. It doesn't even compute." I said and she shook her head.

"Dani, you're thinking of this all wrong. Don't think like a computer, you have to think in the terms of love."

I raised my eyebrow at her. "And what do you know about love?"

She smirked at me. "I have all the mentors in the world at my side." She patted the magazines in her hand and I shook my head.

"No way in hell am I reading a fashion-love magazine." I shook my head.

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"Holy shit! Dani's reading a fashion magazine!" Leo exclaimed, walking in on Bree and I in the living room, magazines spread out on the couch and on the floor, the two of us both reading up on what we needed to know. I rolled my eyes and kept reading. Chase followed him in and sat down behind me. I ignored him as well and kept reading.

Chase picked me up by my waist and placed me in his lap. "Dani, what're you doing?" he asked and I shushed him.

"Shush, I'm reading." I kept reading.

I flipped the page to the 'Who wore it best?' section of the magazine. I stared at it for about 5 seconds before yelling, "No, Emma wore it better!!!!" Chase covered his ears and groaned. "Sorry, love." I said, kissing his cheek before returning to the magazine. I flipped through the next few pages and then threw the magazine on the ground.

"Hey!" Bree exclaimed, looking at me.

"Sorry, Bree. That thing just hasn't helped me at all. At all!!!"

She shook her head. "Then find another one." She said simply, like it was so easy. I looked around with something on the cover of the front page that may help me. But I still found nothing.

I sighed and crossed my arms, leaning back into Chase.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head. "What're you reading those stupid magazines for?" Chase asked and Bree gaped at him. He ignored her and looked down at me.

"I needed advice, that's all." He nodded and kissed my cheek.

Bree and I went shopping after that and hit up a few clothing stores and then hit the bookstore.