Pure Attraction

Chapter 2

Ranielle Stone (online)

Soon what's his name?

Fuck me, Ray is going to be so pissed when she finds out that I didn't find out his name.

Ranielle Stone (online)

You: His name is so special that it cannot b said

Nice one, Par. She's going to buy it... I hope. It has been a few minutes but she has yet to reply. Maybe she's busy or something.

Ranielle Stone (online)

Last time I check he wasn't voldermort

U didn't get his name, did u? *poker face*

Or maybe she's just too disappointed, she's speechless.

"Well it's not my fault no one said his name," I mutter to myself as I type the words.

Ping!

Ranielle Stone (online)

Not even once?

"Well, Cara almost said his name but curse Henry for cutting her sentence," I say while mentally cursing him a few more times.

I almost had his name.

"Par, dinner is ready!" Mum yells from downstairs. "Coming," I say while logging out of Facebook. I take my glasses off and lay them on my desk while closing my laptop with my other hand.

Since morning, I couldn't get Mr. Nike out of my head. His image was stuck in my head like a tattoo and his voice is always running through my ears.

"Hey, Dice," Dad says as I walk pass him. "Oh hey, dad," I greet back as we walk to the dinning area together. "Come on, dinner is getting cold," Mum says as she puts out the pasta. "Mum, you called me not even two minutes ago. I'm pretty sure it's still hot," I state as a matter-of-fact. "Don't use that tone on me, young lady." She gives me a look. "Yes, mum." I salute her while grabbing a chair and sit down.

"So how was the first day of school?" Oh please, not the same old shit but a different year.

"It's okay I guess," I shrug as I eat my pasta. Dad crooks his eyebrow. "Nothing interesting has happened?" He asks with his mouth half-full.

I'm on a quest to find Mr. Nike's name if that's what you are asking.

"No not really. You know the usual." I did a bored wave with my free hand. "Just learning and stuff, catching up with Ray and Amie, and Mr. Chang always talking about-" I slide the air with my hands.

"-bullcrap." I end my summary.

Mum laughs. "Well at least it isn't all that bad. How are Ray and Amie?" I swallow before answering. "They are good. Nothing interesting happened to them in the holidays," I answer as I take another bite, hoping to finish dinner faster so I can chat with Ray.

"How about Katie?" I choke on my food a little while remembering how she reacted when she saw me. Mum raises an eyebrow. I cough until I calm down. "Drink some water, Dice." Dad frowns as he gives me a glass of water. I thank him and gurgle down the whole glass. "Shit," I whisper to myself. "You good?" Mum asks as she pats my back softly. I nod. "Yeah I'm okay. Sorry, I just remembered how she greeted me when she saw me."

"Well what did she do?"

I laugh. "She was all, like, 'PARADICE!' and then she ran towards me. I was too shock to even move so I was standing there like a moron with wide eyes," I shake my head as the image pops into my head.

"And then she tackled me to the ground. She kissed my face and everyone was looking. Talk about weirdness overload. I had to explain to everyone that I wasn't a lesbian and I didn't know that Katie was going to do that," I say and dad laughs.

"Why is every one of your friends like that?" He asks and then I shrug. "Friendship isn't complete without some gay action in the making," I state as I eat the last pasta. "I'll be going now. I have a few homework that I haven't do," I stated as I take my plate to the sink.

As I wash my plate, I couldn't help but overhear what mum says to dad. "Hopefully she stays pure like this forever. She's fifteen and I just can't help but be worried that she'll find a guy," She says with worry lacing in her voice.

I wipe my hands and walk out of the kitchen. "I'm sure that won't happen anytime soon, mum," I assure her but I can't deny the fact that at the back of my head, I'm also assuring myself because even though I think maybe Mr. Nike is 'the one', I won't have feelings for him until I really get to know him.

And I'm scared that after I really do get to know him, I'll fall for him...

Hard.

I go into my room and log into Facebook on my phone and notice there is a few friend requests but I decided to ignore them. There is one text in my inbox. I bet you two Starbucks that it's Ray.

I open it and sure enough, it was Ray.

Ranielle Stone (offline)

Dammit... H always ruins everything

"Talk about some cliche shit," I say as I type. Not even a second later, she is online and texts me back.

Ranielle Stone (online)

Ikr. Sooo did u try 2 talk 2 him?

Ranielle Stone (online)

You: I didn't but he did agree on my statement

I sit on my desk chair and spin around as I think of the boy who weirdly enough can't get out of my head.

Ranielle Stone (online)

Well that's a good start I guess... I bet that he'll know ur name

before u know his name

My eyes widen as I stare at her text.

Ranielle Stone (online)

You: Nu-uh. I'm going to find out his name first

I imagine her rolling her eyes when she sees my text.

Ranielle Stone (online)

Par, u r the best student in school. I'm pretty sure he has hear ur name a

few times now

I knew she would say that but maybe she's right, I won't get his name until a week later or something.

But of course, my ego is too big to let her know that she could be right.

Ranielle Stone (online)

You: Idk, we'll see

You: P.S: Cara is the best one

After awhile, she texts back.

Ranielle Stone (online)

stfu u r wayyyyy better

I roll my eyes. People have got to stop telling me that I'm better than Cara because -newsflash!- she is prettier, smarter, more talented than me. And I'm more jealous at her with the fact that she gets to talk to Mr. Nike with ease when I can't even glance him in the eye without having weird feelings in my stomach. Plus, it's just the first day of school and they already became friends. How the hell am I suppose to get through hel- I mean school if I know that I'll never be better than Cara?

Who knows, maybe Mr. Nike will like her instead of me.

Shit, the green monster of envy has never left my body since the day I met Cara. At this rate - with Mr. Nike in my life now - I think the green monster will never leave.