Be Mine

Stacy

Chapter 14

Sarah caught up with me Monday morning as I was gathering things in my
locker. She looked worried.

"Krista I'm such a shitty friend, I'm so sorry that I left you at the party!! I got super drunk and that guy who was dancing with me took me home. I'm so sorry" she cried.

Not going to lie, I was pretty angered that she had ditched me, but I get that things happen and forgave her.

"It's ok!" I said, as she gave me a hug. I decided to not tell her about the terrible guy at the party, I was still pretty scarred from it.

"Wait, so how did you get home?" She asked perplexed.

Shit, I didn't prepare to have an answer for that. "I found one of the girl on my tennis team at the party and she gave me a ride home!" I lied.

"Oh thank god, I was so worried! Btw did you hear about some guy at the party who got punched in the face? I guess the party got a little too crazy" she said laughing.

Oh I definitely did hear about that

I headed over to my calculus class, just making it before the bell. I overheard Stacy again, huddled with a group of friends.

One of her snarky friends asked "omg are you really going to try and flirt with Mr. Wood today?" She said, as all the girls started giggling.

I started feeling nauseous. Stacy was drop dead gorgeous and easily the most popular and prettiest girl as school. She had porcelain skin, blazing green eyes, and raven black hair. Every guy dreamed about her.

"Yess I'm going to pretend that I don't know how to play tennis so that he needs to help me out for most of the class." She says with a mischievous smile.

Anger started to fill up inside of me, but I was also worried. Would he find her more attractive than me? Would he really fall for her trap? I hated how jealous I was becoming. It's not like we were in a relationship and we already decided to stay away from each other.

The whole class period I couldn't concentrate. My eyes lingered at the clock every five minutes, waiting for it to be time for gym class. Finally the bell rang.

Clara caught up with me just as I was heading inside the locker rooms. "heyyy girl how was the party?" She asked.
"Terrible. I got too drunk and ended up having someone give me a ride home. I'm never going to another high school party again." I said, shaking my head. "Aw I'm sorry. At least we'll have Mr. Dreamy's presence make you feel a little better" she said, chuckling. I starting changing my clothes, pretending to not hear her.

We headed inside the gym and my jaw dropped. Stacy literally wore a push up bra to make her breasts appear larger. "I fucking can't" I muttered under my breath. "What?" Clara asks. "Nothing!"I said quickly.

The bell rang to signal the start of the period, but I didn't see him anywhere. Ten minutes goes by and our class gets restless. My anxiety starts to build up as I keep thinking "did someone see us together? Did he lose his job?"

Just as I was becoming a nervous wreck the door opened and he ran in. "Hey class sorry I'm late, even teachers forget to put their alarm clocks on sometimes." He says smoothly, the whole class erupting in laughter. He walks right past me without blinking.

"Mmm he looks so fine today" Clara whispers as I roll my eyes. She was right, his hair was damp and combed over smoothly and the aroma of pine and vanilla made my legs weak. He looked like a goddamn model. This was not going to be easy.

"Alright let's quickly take attendance" he said, going through the list. When he got to my name he made the slightest pause before moving on quickly. "Ha this isn't that easy for you" I thought.

"Mr. Wood!!" Stacy yelled, raising her hand. "I can help you carry the tennis balls and rackets to the court" she said, smiling widely.

He smiled back at her, "of course, thanks!" He said, as they both made their way to the gym storage room. I clenched my fists as Clara whispered "ugh look at how desperate she is." I pull her quickly outside so I didn't have to continue watching them.

They emerged five minutes later as Stacy laughed at literally everything he said. Gross.

I quickly partnered up with Clara as we started hitting the ball back and forth. "Mr. Wood!!" Stacy screeches. Dear lord. "I don't have a partner, can you please be my partner?"

"Omg Krista are you ok?" Clara asks. I didn't realize that I had banged my racket so hard on the ground that it created a scratch. I quickly picked it up. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I said through my clenched teeth.

Clara and I continued to play back and forth until she hit a ball wide, falling right next to Mr. Wood and Stacy's court. Lovely. I walked slowly over to the court, trying to catch their conversation.

He was helping her with her forehands and backhands but she kept playing dumb. "I still don't get it. Could you maybe help me?" She says, flirtatiously putting her body in front of him. He looked slightly uncomfortable.

My blood boiled as I thought "he's not really going to fall for this is he?"

To my astonishment, he slowly put his hand on the racket, right below her hand, and started helping her do a few motions. This was all happening right in front of me, which made me even angrier.

Stacy looked back at her friends with a wide grin.

Furious, I hissed in his ear "having fun?!" before picking up my tennis ball. He turned around giving me a quizzical look before looking away.

"Alright everyone class is over today today. Pick up your tennis balls and head back to the locker rooms." He announced, while wrapping up our rackets.

I started to head back with Clara, hearing Stacy say in the distant "I can help you put the rackets back Mr. Wood." I mimicked her under my breath.

"Stacy, why don't you head back with the rest of the class, I got it from here." He said, as she pouted but left.

"Krista, please stay back for a moment." He said aggressively.

Clara looked at me and I shrugged. What the hell did he want now?

Clara winked as she headed back to the locker rooms.

I turned around and walked towards him. "You needed to see me Mr. Wood?" I said, sarcastically.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He whispered, waiting for the last students to trickle out.

"Oh please" I whispered back. "Don't act like you didn't know what was going on."

"What are you talking about?" He said, perplexed.

"You and Stacy and how she was allll over you. "Oh Mr. Wood help me with this, I don't know how to play." I mimicked in her pitched voice.

"You're into it and you didn't stop her because she's beautiful." I said, my voice quivering as I felt tears well up.

His face looked hurt, as if I had slapped him.

"Krista" he said quietly. "I genuinely didn't notice anything. I was just trying to help out a student. That's it." He said, looking directly at me with pleading eyes.

"She's not even a fraction of how beautiful you are. You don't know how hard you're making this for me, just being with you right now." He said painfully.

Me cheeks started to flush. I've never had a guy care about me this much. "I want to be with you so badly." I said, softly.

He sighed, kneeling down, burying his hands in his face. I walked towards him as he embraced me, his head resting on the lower part of my stomach, wrapping his arms around my waist. I gently stroked his hair.

The bell rang and we let go, walking slowly back to the school without saying a word. I was more confused than ever.

Where did this leave us?

-End of Chapter