Chapter 2
I had a good life, you know. I had a nice, caring a loving family with parents who listened and understood (sometimes) what I'm saying. I had good friends, friends who help me when needed and stick up for me if I'm being accused or judged wrongly-or even rightly for that matter-and who aren't afraid to take the blame or get into trouble for me, the same as I would do for them. I had the best grades a girl like me could have and a promising future ahead. The only thing missing was a boy to encourage and protect and, most of all, to love me as I chased my dreams. The only thing missing and the only thing I would likely never have.
"Hello? Miss I Can't Wait To Get To School? Are you there?" Cathy waved a hand in front of my face, only just realizing that I wasn't listening to a single word she was saying, but musing to myself about something unimportant that didn't involve her precious Callum.
"Huh, what? Sorry, in my own little world again I guess. What were you saying?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, enough with apologizing. And I said do you see them; they're right over there, by the benches? Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!" she practically screamed in my ear.
I looked over at where she was pointing and saw what she was talking about.
Three guys, the one on the left had dirty blonde hair, stylishly gelled back to show off his forehead, with dark blue eyes that, from a distance, looked closer to black than to blue. The one on the right had medium-brown hair that was swept to the sides of his face in a smart and intelligent look, with light brown eyes that set off his high cheekbones. Both were around the 'just over six foot' height. If I were too take a guess, I would say that the blonde, who I recognized as Catherine's beloved Callum, was about 6'2", and the brown-eyed one, Lewis, if I recalled correctly, at about 6'0". I remembered that Lily had a secret thing for him.
However, as soon as my eyes landed on the middle male, I was instantly entranced.
He had deep black hair that hung to his shoulders in thick, shiny waves and green eyes that shone in the light. He was pale and blemish-free with a smile that took you away with the fairies by just looking at it. He was muscled, not heavily, but just enough to make him both strong and lean. But his height-oh, his height-he measured up to be around 6'6" at a distance. I know I would have to look up to see his eyes. But his name eluded me.
Then he looked at me, just as I started to bite my lip. Shit! I quickly looked away, hoping he didn't notice; I knew what he would see. A tall, gangly, dark- red-haired, green eyed girl who looked like she couldn't swat a fly.
I felt thin fingers grasping my arms. "Soph! Soph! They're coming towards us; they're looking right at us!" Catherine was babbling so much she could barely breathe.
I looked up to find the trio right in front of us and turned to find Lily and Catherine hiding behind me. Jesus! They'd waited for four years for these guys to approach them, and when they finally do, they hide behind me. What can I do?
"Um, hi, can I help you?" I started nervously.
"Yeah, we're looking for three super-hot women to go out with," the tallest one said.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know any, and, sorry again but, what's your name?" Catherine giggled behind me. "Shut up!"
"I'm Sam, Sam Davidson, and you are Sophia Blackwater, with Lily Moscovitz and Catherine Tate hiding behind you," he peered behind me. "Hello, ladies. Why don't you come on out from behind your pack-Mistress and talk to my friends, huh?" he smiled kindly.
They giggled even harder and stepped forward, Lily to in front of Lewis and Catherine to Callum. They immediately started up conversation with each other.
"Wow, it usually takes me ages to get them out of their hiding spot," I said, incredulous. "How did you do it?"
"I knew the guys had been wanting to talk to them for a while and I thought if I could bring them to your girls here, they might come out and bring the boys out of their shells. At least I got that right."
"You say 'at least', so what haven't you got right then?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Well, for starters I thought you'd punch me in the face for calling you super-hot. And then to find myself without balls and you laughing your head off. But I'm glad I got those wrong."
All I could do was stare at him.
"Wh-why come over and talk to me? I didn't even think you liked me."
"I figured, we've started senior year and I don't want it to end without going out with the hottest girl of my dreams at least once."
"Well, there's Megan over there then. Go on, go ask her out."
"Why would I do that? She's just a pest who wants to say that she's been out with the tallest senior in Malibu, and I don't like that."
"So, why are you here?"
"Because I like you, you're beautiful, smart, strong and the most unique person I know. Even though I don't really know you yet, but I want to. I really, really want to," he grasped my hands and looked into my eyes pleadingly. "Sophia Blackwater, will you go out with me?"
I froze in place. Should I say yes? Duh? Yes!
"Yes, Sam Davidson, I will go out with you. Meet me at Subway tonight, 4:30."
"I guess I'll meet you there, then. See you later, baby!" he said gleefully as he started to walk away with a hop in his step.
"Hey! I'm not your baby yet, we haven't even had our first date yet!" I shouted to him.
"Give it a few hours and then we'll talk!" he shouted back, smiling all the way.
Both Lewis and Callum departed a moment later, seeming much happier than before.
"OMG, Sophia!" Catherine squealed. "We are going out with the guys of our dreams!"
"Don't get too excited or you'll jinx it," I replied back. "Now, come on. We've got to get to homeroom before the tardy bell rings."
And then rang the tardy bell.
