One small step

Chapterr four; We become Chad's 'ambassador's'

“Right, I want a 400 word essay on your holiday for Thursday please.” Said Mrs Firth. Honestly, as much as I loved Spanish, I didn’t really feel like writing some next long paragraph about information this woman didn’t need. Like I’m going to be telling her about the sexy men I met in Portugal? Please.

“So,” said Chad, as we were leaving Spanish, “I’m having party this weekend, and I better see all of you there, otherwise you’re losing a friend.” I noticed that while he was saying that, he was looking directly at me.

“What?” I asked, raising my eyebrows at him.

“Well, we wouldn’t exactly want a repeat of last week now, would we?”

I rolled my eyes at him. We had all planned to go to Nando’s (didn’t know they had it here :D), but then my mum wanted me to stay behind and do some work. Obviously, these idiots I call fiends chose not to believe me, so I just kept going with my head down.

“Ahh, fine, party, Saturday evening, got it”

“Good,” said Chad. “Now obviously, this little angel here” he said, gesturing at me, “is gonna be too busy at church to help set up” (insert my eye roll here) “so, I’m relying on the rest of you to help me out. Please?” The first person who he aimed his puppy eyes to was, for obvious reasons, Shay. She gave the ‘I can’t believe this may possibly be the father of my kids’ loo, before rolling her eyes and nodding, resulting in Chad grabbing her and feverishly kissing her.”

“Oh gosh guys!” Exclaimed Taylor. “Okay, okay, I’ll help, if you promise to get a room when I’m there?” Everyone began agreeing, until Clive was smart enough to step in.

“Get a room whilst we’re there? You guys honestly want to be setting up this party while these two have mad and passionate sex upstairs?”

Next period was Graphics, which I loved, mostly because our teacher was cooler than Ryan from 90210.Seeriously, lest week, because it was my first day, he gave me tin of Celebrations. I’d never heard of them, but apparently they’re a big deal over here, and after tasting the Malteaser one, I understood why.

“Right class”, began Mr Kenneth, “Well, I had a lesson planned for today, until I realised we’d already covered everything on it, so I let my dog eat it.” He threw his briefcase on his desk, looked up and smiled at us. “So, new lesson plan; does anybody have anything desighn related that they want to do? And I swear, if anybody says that stupid helicopter game, you’re all getting detention.” I knew exactly what game he was talking about. It honestly had to be the most irritating game God had ever cursed humanity with.

Surprisingly, Chad’s hand shot up in the air. Sir raised an eyebrow at his enthusiasm, before asking “Yes, Cooper?”

He cleared his throat before starting. “Well, you see sir, I’m having a party this weekend,” everybody in the room began to cheer, “and I want to make it invitation only.” Everybody began to groan. Sir smiled at this. “And, of course, there won’t be any alcohol at this underage party, yes?”

“Oh, no sir. I would never dream of it.” You could clearly see the twinkle in his eye.

“Well then, the school has no rules against me helping you with this, so why not? Right, everybody, I want you all to design party invites. Chad will choose the best design, and I’m sure that whoever wins, will be granted automatic invitation to this party, correct?” Said sir, looking at the man himself. Chad instantly nodded.

One thing you need to remember, is that Chad is probably the most popular guy at school, along with Clive and Dylan. That’s why these three can click their fingers and their will is obeyed. Don’t get me wrong, they weren’t assholes, otherwise I wouldn’t be friends with them, but everybody wanted to be around them. That would probably be why a fair percentage of the female population here didn’t like me. I hadn’t even been here a month, and already I was with the ‘high society crowd’.