The Bad Boy OR The Best Friend

ten

It's been a week, and after a week you would hope that the people would stop staring or snickering at every chance they got but no, that is not the case. Every time I pass the hallway, someone is either loudly playing the video of the cafeteria scene or hollering behind my back. God, can I smack someone?

Caitlyn, on the other hand, got suspended for a week. And today, the devil comes back to school. It didn't take me long to find the video on the facebook and show it to the principal, who immediately called in Caitlyn's parents. Now, I could have let it slip and shrugged it off, but I have seen enough movies to know that this is how bullying starts. So, if I don't want to end up in a dumpster after being beaten, I needed to bring this to authorities. And I don't regret it one bit.

The major reason why I did it was because I didn't say anything provocative to her, if anything I was calm and collected when I talked to her, but bam! Next thing you know, I am covered with food. It still sends me into shudders to think about it but I close my eyes, trying to take in a shaky breath. It's safe to sag I will not be eating spaghetti anytime soon.

"Where are you lost?" Breanna asks, her hand clasped with Luke's and I give them both a deadly look.

"When you guys came to school yesterday after your weekend date, I remember telling you very precisely the rules of dating when you have me as your best friend, which includes no PDA in front of me." I say, pointing to their hands and the way Luke was just about to peck her.

They are officially dating, and while they make an adorable couple, it makes me want to hit both of them at head for being all gushy-mushy. Gross! But I have become good friends with Luke, the guy gets my non existent humour and makes my best friend smile, there isn't much to complain about.

"We'll see about your thoughts on PDA after Chris asks you out." Luke comments and that does it, I take up my thick biology textbook and slam it on his head.

"Fuck off!" I say and he chuckles, rubbing his head.

These new couple has some weird obsession with Chris and I, and in their fantasy dreamland, we have hots for each other. The thought makes me barf, actually.

"Chris and Adrianna sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G." Breanna sings and I scrunch up my nose.

When my eyes catch Chris walking down the hall, I immediately catch his jacket's arm and pull him towards us.

"Please please please tell them that there's nothing between us, and save me from this torture." I plead him and he chuckles, and oh boy, I stare at him for a second.

He chuckled with deep hoarse voice and it sent my stomach into fucking knots. I am sick, I am definitely sick, because there is no other explanation for why I feel this way around him.

"You're hurting my feelings, Claire." He pouts and my eyes flicker to his lips.

Suddenly, my mouth feels very dry as my gaze flicker between his eyes and his mouth. Breanna laughs by my side, finally snapping me out of my trance and I frown at Chris.