Awkward Love || Jenzie

Chapter 11

Mackenzie's POV

I sighed as I closed the door behind me. What an eventful afternoon. I went up to my room and laid in my bed, trying to organize my thoughts. So first, I was with Brandon having ice cream and chatting, everything was very peaceful. Then, all of the sudden, Johnny walked into the picture. He didn't ruin it, but he drove Brandon away, leaving me alone with him. Then, things got even weirder. While we were walking and talking, I realized I was quite comfortable with him, more than I had been with anyone, much less with a boy. And I'll admit, I actually enjoyed my time with Johnny more than with Brandon. I mean, he's more fun and amusing... Oh my lord. I can't believe I'm actually saying this stuff. Anyone would think I've fallen for his player charms. No, I'm not falling for him. Not now, not ever. I solemnly swear I'm not in love with Johnny Orlando. Nor will I ever be.

(A/N: harry potter anyone?)

So, that's how I spent most of my afternoon. Convincing myself that Johnny means nothing to me. And, as you can obviously see, I'm still doing it.

I sighed once again and threw on my favorite pair of sweats and comfortable hoodie.

"Kenzie, dinner's ready!" my dear sister shouted at me. I didn't have any appetite, so I skipped dinner. Besides, I had already eaten a ton of ice cream. I climbed into bed, still thinking about that afternoon. Johnny starred in my dreams tonight. In it, I confessed my feelings to him, and he laughed at me and said he would never go out with someone like me.

When I woke up, I was already in a bad mood. I yelled at Maddie and even at my dog. I was decided on being grumpy. I got to school, and I could see Johnny casually standind, leaning on my locker. He looked casually cool. I don't know how he does it. Maybe it was the Gucci jacket he wore everywhere, or his winning smile.

"Hey Kenz" he greeted me cheerfully. I groaned. Why did he had to be there always, especially when I didn't want to see him?

"Woah, someone's on their period" he said, taken aback by my reaction. I rolled my eyes and slammed the locker door shut. Can't he see I'm in a bad mood?

"Yep, it's definitely that day of the month" he said nodding his head. I shot him a death glare, but he didn't seem the tiniest bit affected by this.

"UGH!" I grunted loudly, and walked away. The sight of Lauren waiting for me soothed me a little bit.

"Um, mind if I talk to you for a sec?" I heard behind me. I turned around, and it was Brandon, staring at the floor. I nodded and followed him quietly.

"Yesterday was a bit of fail" he admitted once we were ut of the sight of curious eyes. I shrugged, not knowing what to say.

"But don't worry, I can make it up to you today. Can you meet me at 6 o'clock in the mall?" he asked, smiling. My eyes widened.

"But... it's school night" he laughed. He wasn't rebellious at all. I guess I'm even more innocent than he is.

"Come one, you don't have any upcoming tests, and its not like we're skipping school" I smiled.

"I have to give you that. I guess I'll go" I responded slowly. His smile became huge.

"Thanks, you won't regret it Kenzie!" he walked away happily. I was too caught up in my thoughts to notice a boy standing a few feet away, an angry look on his face. I didn't even flinch when he slammed the locker door and walked away.

"You're late, miss" the teacher scolded me. I turned red and mumbled some lame excuse. I hurried to my seat. I rested my head on my hand, with no attempt to pay attention to the lesson. I looked around the class and saw Johnny, doodling in his notebook, an angry expression on his face. I tried to get his attention, and even threw him a paper ball, but he completely ignored me. This confirmed my suspicion. I was the cause for his behaviour. As soon as the teacher dismissed us to head to our next class, I gathered my things and tried to find Johnny. His seat was empty. He had left, obviously to avoid me. I wondered why he was so salty by what I had said. I mean, I was a bit grumpy, but it was nothing to get worked up over.

Until lunch period, he had succesfully eluded me. But not now. I told Nadia and Lauren if they could excuse me a minute, and I headed to the populars table. There was Johnny, with his arm around Danielle's shoulders. Shoulders. No waist. At least that was something, right?

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" i asked curtly, more of an order than a question. He looked at me.

"I'm busy" he responded. My blood was boiling in my veins. He obviously wasn't very occupied. Or flirting with sluts had suddenly become a priority? Then I remembered he was Johnny Orlando, the biggest player in the school. It was probably his favourite activity. To attract girls, get their hopes up, and then destroy them emotionally. I pray that doesn't happen to me.

"It will only take a minute" I said with clenched teeth. He rolled his eyes and got up. I led him to a more private corner.

"What's up with you?" I ask.

"Hey, don't be mad at me. You're the one who's grumpy"

"You've been avoiding me all day!" I exclaim angrily.

"Hey, I'm just avoiding you because you're on your period" he shrugged and walked away. Once I got back to my seat, my face was burning. I was really angry with him.

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I could see Brandon in the distance, waving at me. His eyes reflected the light that filtered itself through the glass panels that formed the roof of the building. It felt nice to spend an afternoon away from school and all its problems. Away from Johnny.

"Shall we?" Brandon asked jokingly. I laughed lightly and smiled. Slowly, I got a creepy feeling, the type you get when you feel like someone is watching. I glanced behind me, but didn't see anything, so I dismissed the feeling as nervousness.

I enjoyed myself quite a lot that evening. I looked at my watch and exclaimed.

"It's already 9 o'clock! I have lo leave, I'm late for curfew. I had a great time, Brandon, bye!" I turned around, but he grabbed my arm.

"Wait" i turned around.

"Wh-" I couldn't finish, because he kissed me. It lasted two seconds, before I broke away and looked at the floor, too embarrased to say anything.

"Sorry" I mumbled and took off. I bumped into a person and apologised quickly, without looking at his face. If I had, I would have identified the person, and it would have all been much worse. Because it was Johnny Orlando. But that wasn't the worst part. He had seen the kiss. Too bad I didn't know.

A/N: Hi guys, hoped you liked this chapter, although it is a bit long. Btw, thank you sooo much for 1,2K views and number 135 in #firststory!!! We're so grateful!!

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