He's The Man

Chapter 2

He's The Man

~Jordans POV~

I sigh and throw my back pack on my bed. I sit down on the rolly chair in front of my computer and rest my face in my hands. I rub my tired eyes, today has been a long and Im exhausted after Lacrosse practice and school. I lean back and stare at the ceiling.

The house was quiet and no other sounds could be heard besides the constant buzz of my bedside lamp running. My cell phone vibrates and makes me groan, no one ever wants to leave me alone. I bring the screen close to my face and read the text from my mom. 'Dont forget to pick Kendall up from the bus stop at 4!' I snap my phone shut and throw it on my bed, Kendall is the only good thing left in my world.

Everyone else is only interested in dating me, being seen with me, or hanging out with me solely for the benefit of their own social status. No one cared for the real me so I stopped caring for everyone else, but myself and Kendall.

Grandview was a school full of followers and fakes. I shake my head and check my watch, seeing that I still have another hour and a half until I have to go get her and decide to do some homework. Despite what everyone thinks, I keep decent grades.

If I want a shot at making it out of this stupid town and getting a scholarship then grades are my number one priority, and right now so was that money. I didn't care much for the guys dumb game, getting girls has always been easy, but if I wanted to help support Kendall while I was away at college then I needed that money. Why would I pass up the opportunity to get money doing something I was good at? With school and Lacrosse I didn't really have time for a job so Leila and that stupid bet was my best option. It didn't hurt that Leila was kinda cute either.

The whole thing had started with Brad, Micheal and Trent. They were talking about how easy the girls were at Grandview and came up with a game to see who could get with the girls we gave them the fastest. If, after two weeks the given girl still wasn't interested then we had to pay up. At first I wasnt really into the whole thing, but Brad kept urging me to play.

When he involved money was when I agreed and told him to choose the first girl he saw and I would make her mine, just like that. It was simple and kind of funny, but when he chose Leila Grizzel, I stopped laughing. She was a nobody. I've known her for awhile though, since about 6th grade to be exact. We've had some classes through out the years but she fell off the face of the earth when her twin brother died sophomore year. Back then she was actually kind of popular and normal.

I used to have a crush on her in seventh grade but she had a boyfriend and I started dating someone else. But after her brothers death she turned into a shy loser who nobody associated themselves with. A waste of a perfectly beautiful girl-wait.

I stop myself right there.

I hated Leila. That 7th grade crush has long gone leaving nothing, but anger and resentment. It wasn't really her fault, but she was somewhat involved. I sigh and shake Leila out of my thoughts. I can't think of her as anything else besides the nobody that she is now.

I pull my notebook out of my backpack and dig around for a pencil. When I can't find one I pull open the drawer of my computer desk and rummage through the random junk. I pull out a stack of papers blocking me from the bottom and groan when one of them slips from the pile before gracefully fluttering towards the ground.

I lay the stack down and go to retrieve the small paper but pause mid-step when I realized what it is. It wasn't a paper at all.

It was a picture, one I thought I had thrown away, along with the rest of my memories of her. I carefully pick up the photo and sit on my bed in a daze. This was taken so long ago, freshman year. The first and last time I'd experienced a broken heart. I stare at the younger version of myself.

I have a cheesy smile painted on my face, my arm was wrapped securely around my then girlfriend-Valerie Waker. We were at a party with friends when this was taken. While I was hopelessly in love with her and smiling like a fool, she held a knowing smile on her face, a smirk if you will. That was the night I found out she had been cheating on me, three out of the elevan months that we were together.

With who?

None other than the popular, Sean Grizzel. Leilas twin, now dead, brother.