Nikes - A Blake Richardson (New Hope Club) FanFiction

Back at school

*One week later*

I remembered why school hadn't been my favorite place. You're sitting at a chair the whole day, staring at the paper in front of you and pretending that you know the answer so that the teacher won't ask you. Senseless waste of time because what the teacher tries to teach you isn't even usable or necessary for your future.

I sighed and kept on drawing random lines instead of an answer on my paper. Today school started for me again after a little bit more than a year. I had been at school in England indeed but I didn't took it serious because it hadn't had any influence on my official school grades in Australia.

At least people didn't stare at me there. I was just and simply there. And nobody cared. They left me alone. I loved that.

Unlike here. People remembered me and didn't have anything to do but staring at me and whistling stupid questions to their friends the whole day. Why couldn't they just ask me why I had been away and why I was here again? Was that so difficult?

But to be honest I was glad that nobody talked with me. I didn't like company at school at all. Those friendships at school weren't forever. When school ends you won't meet again anyway. So why should I have friends there?

"Selena?" I suddenly heard a voice saying my name. Oh, yeah. The teacher.

My only reaction was that I stopped moving my pencil. But I didn't look up or say anything.

"Could you repeat my question?" Mr. Stevenson asked like a detective. Of course he tried to embarrass me in front of the class so that everyone would laugh and consequently like him more. He won't achieve his goal, I didn't granted him this one.

I could feel how everybody turned around and looked at me. I still didn't show any reaction.

"Fine. Sleep on." He said then provocatively what made the class actually laugh. I agreed with him and started drawing again. He continued his lesson and asked somebody else the question he wanted to hear from me. Thank god.

The lesson went by like that and I didn't even notice when school clock rang.

"What did you draw?" A girl from whom I had forgotten the name asked from behind me.

I only realized what I had drawn now. Suddenly it weren't random lines anymore. It was a quiet good drawing of Blake's guitar!

I almost choked on my words because I hadn't been prepared that somebody would talk to me or that I had drawn something from Blake. How did I do that? Or rather why?

"Uhm... it looks like a guitar." I answered perplexed.

"It looks good." She said friendly.

"Thanks?" I said but it sounded more like a question. The fact that somebody talked to me - and it wasn't even because of my absence last year - still confused me and now they even gave me a compliment!

"So you are a New Hope Club fan?" Another girl joined her. What?

"What?" I asked even more confused. What made her think that?

"You wrote 'NHC' in the corner there and it's Blake's guitar." She explained.

"Oh uhm yeah. I just found them on the Internet and ... they are fascinating." I tried to lie. Wow, this was going to be difficult.

"They are! I'm such a big fan!" The first girl said excitedly and clapped her hands. Other students turned around to see what was going on that she clapped her hands. Now it was getting embarrassing.

"Yes and did you know they are currently in Australia?" The second girl said even more excited.

"What?!!" The first girl almost screamed of excitement.

"Yes!" The second yelled back.

I rolled my eyes in my head. So these were true fangirls. I thought of the boys and tried to figure out what made them that special. I mean of course they were very, very kind and nice and talented and funny and handsome. But for me that would never be a reason to freak out like these girls.

"Oh my gosh! Do you know where exactly? And why?"

"They say somewhere nearby this town! For some reason they don't want to say it and it's also a secret why they actually are here but some say that they are writing new songs with a professional." The girl explained still excited. I could see how proud she was that she was the one who told the news.

"Oh my gosh!" The first girl said again, "We need to find them!"

"Oh yeah!"

Then they looked down at me. "What do you think? Aren't you excited? We could meet them!" The second girl asked, a little bit in disbelief because I didn't freak out like them.

"Of course I am excited!" I tried to improvise something. "But... don't you think that they hide their place for a reason?" I added carefully.

The girls thought a couple seconds.

"I don't know why they should. I mean, at other places they don't make such a secret of their whereabouts too." The first girl shrugged her shoulders.

"Does that mean you know something?" The second girl asked excited again. That was what I wanted not to happen.

"What?!" I said perplexed. "No, I didn't say that!" I hoped they wouldn't find something out so badly. Shit!

"You know something!" The first girl said excited. "Oh my god! You need to tell us! Did you already see them?" She yelled again.

"Yes, you need to tell us!" The second girl agreed with her but when she said it it sounded more threatening. What are fangirls capable of?

"I don't know anything!" I just said and stood up.

"You do! Come on!" They said.

"I don't. And now I need to go, I have an appointment. Would you please let me go?" I asked angrily and tried to go but they stood in my way. As I gave them an angry glance they finally stepped aside and let me go.

"We'll come back to it." The second girl said angrily as well but I let them talk and went away without looking back again.

When I was outside I breathed in the air sharply and shook my head. Why could they be that fanatic? And hadn't they heard of privacy before?

I discovered Adam's car and almost ran towards it. I couldn't wait to get away from this horrible place.