My First and Only Love

Chapter Two

That day, when I got home, my little sister begged me to tell her about my day. I told her literally everything, from the moment I bumped into Spencer, to the last minute of P.E. "Woah, you are dating Spencer Jackson! The most popular guy in school!" "First of all, I'm not dating him-" "Whatever then, you like him and he likes you." "He definitely does not like me. And I don't like him either. I have never liked a guy, why should he be any different?" "Ugh whatever Cassandra. Get a love life." "I'm sorry that I don't have a love life Charlotte like you wish I did. But, guys are just stupid, and a waste of time." "Whatever. I officially give up on you EVER having a boyfriend."
"Whatever Charlotte." I remembered I had another argument," And second of all, Spencer and I are in 11th." "Yea, so?" "How can the most popular guy be an 11th grader? Shouldn't it be a 12th grader?" "That's exactly what I told my squad-"
Of course Charlotte already had a squad. It was just like her.
"-They said he had been the most popular guy in school since he was in 9th grade." "9th?!" I exclaimed. "Yup." "But why? What is so special about him?" "He's the captain of the football, baseball, and basketball team. Plus, look at the guy! He is hotter than the sun!" I laughed at that last part," Gosh Charlotte. I can always count on you to know all the gossip." "You know that is so true!"
"Liking 10th grade so far?" "Yup. You liking 11th grade so far?" "Yup." "Dad would be proud of us." "He is proud of us. He is watching over us from heaven." "Lies." "Huh?" "He is watching under us-" "Do not finish that sentence." "From hell," Charlotte finished. "Charlotte Antonella Holt, never say that again!" "Cassandra Stephanie Holt open your eyes!" "I have my eyes wide open!" "Then admit he is in hell." "Maybe he was actually sorry and God forgave him and he was taken to heaven." "He told me that he wasn't sorry for trying to kill Jacob." "Well I guess he never really believed mom." "Do you?" "Sometimes. I don't know." "Is mom really capable of cheating on dad with Jacob?" "I don't know. Mom does have a bit of a reputation, but we haven't met that version of her. Sometimes I wonder if that version of her is still inside her. Maybe it is, and she actually cheated on dad. I really don't know, and I don't care anymore." "Yea, me neither. The situation got out of control. And now dad is gone." "Yea he couldn't survive in jail. I didn't expect him to." "Really?" "Yea really." "Wow." Charlotte was crying just like me. I hugged her tight," I love you my beautiful little sister." "I love you too."

The next day, I went to my first period of the day which was dance. That was the one class I had with my sister. We spent the period dancing, but also goofing off. I couldn't believe the teacher hadn't caught us... or she was just playing stupid. It wasn't as if I cared which was the case.
When I went to Language Arts, there was a special someone waiting for me at the door. "Hey gorgeous." I smiled," Hi Spencer." "How are you?" "I'm doing well, how about you?" "I'm doing good." "Mr. Jackson listen to Ms. Holt. She has good grammar unlike you. Maybe she is a better partner for you than Alexander. From now on, she is your partner and Alexander is with Larry," the teacher said behind us. We turned around to face her. "But Mrs. Tip!" a boy exclaimed standing up. I recognized him, he was Spencer's friend from Chemistry who made a joke out of Spencer never having a girlfriend. "Now Mr. Galban, no complaining." Alexander groaned. Spencer smiled," I defiantly wouldn't mind being partners with such an intelligent girl." Mrs. Tip eyed him suspiciously. "No Mrs. Tip, she isn't my girlfriend." I stepped back in shock. "Ok Mr. Jackson. Go sit down with Ms. Holt over there." She pointed at two desks. We did as told.
We were discussing "Romeo and Juliet". I loved the lesson, I am a big fan of Shakespeare. "Now discuss with your partner what you think about the poison scene." I looked at Spencer. "It shows true love," he said. "That's exactly what I was going to say." "I knew you were smart," he said smiling. "Well now I see you are too," I said smiling back.
In Home EC, we sat next to each other and helped each other out with our sewing project. Not really my favorite thing in the world, but not my least favorite thing either. We had lunch together and chatted about school and family and basically anything that would pop up. I really enjoyed Spencer's company and I think he enjoyed my company too because he somehow didn't get bored of me.

  When I was about to go to sleep, my phone buzzed. 'Who in the world is texting me at this time?' I wondered. I checked and it was an unknown number.
Unknown: Hey beautiful. It's Spencer. I was wondering if I could take you to school tomorrow. 😊
I added his number to my contacts and reread that text about a million times before I was able to come up with an answer.
Me: Um yea sure. That's nice of you.
Spencer: Send me the address.
I sent him the address and was surprised I was actually agreeing to this. My mom would think I was dating him. Oh well.
Spencer: Well see you tomorrow then.
Me: Yea see ya. But, I have a question.
Spencer: Well ask it.
Me: How did you get my number?
Spencer: Well you see. I asked Maria for it.
Me: Oh ok. I see.
Spencer: Is that all? Or are you curious about anything else.
Yes of course I was! Why was he offering to take me to school?! But I wasn't gonna ask that... yet.
Me: Yea, that's all.
Spencer: Alright then. Goodnight beautiful.
Me: Goodnight. Sleep well.
Spencer: I love you❤️
What the heck?! We just met and he loves me?! Well, I guess it's possible. I guess, I loved him. Oh well.
Me: I love you too.
At the moment, I thought of the future and saw us being the best of friends. Gosh, I was so wrong.