Better than Zac Efron?!

Chapter 4- Secret Club?!

Violin music plays in the background. It reaches a crescendo and I turn around. Ripp Biceps is leaning against the lockers, eyes closed and so much feeling in his face. His face showed so much emotion, the softness of it. I slowly walk up to Ripp and watch as he finishes his beautiful song.

"Hey Ripp," I wave awkwardly.

Ripp jumps at the sound of the my voice, "Oh, hey Blandie." Ripp rubs the back of his neck using his bow hand, which accidentally hit the locker.

"You okay?" I ask as Ripp struggles with his violin bow.

Ripp nods as he starts walking off away from me.

"Are you... just leaving me? Like everyone else in my life?" I ask quietly watching as Ripp stop in his tracks.

Ripp turns around, "DUDE, come on. You're supposed to follow."

"Oh." I walk up next to Ripp, and we continue going wherever we were headed.

"Soooo, where are going?" I ask Ripp watching him play a bit as we walk.

"My locker, I need to give something to you," Ripp hides his face from me and continues playing.

We end up at Ripp's locker, which is oddly close to mine... and Norman's. Ripp opens up his locker and delicately puts away his violin.

"If you tell anybody about this..." Ripp threateningly points his violin bow at me.

"I won't, I won't," I put my hands up defensively.

Ripp finishes putting away his extremely gorgeous violin. "I need you to do me a favor," Ripp says grabbing a small box from his locker.

"It better not be hooking up with you," I laugh and look up at Ripp's serious face.

"I'm serious. Please don't tell anyone about this, okay?" Ripp blushes a little as he hands me the box.

I nod, "Of course, we're friends now."

Ripp starts rummaging through his locker, "Would you... you... give it to Norman for me? It's only because I know you're close and all."

Shocked, I nod, "Ya, sure.

Ripp quickly closes his locker and rushes off to his next class, because the bell just rang. Time sure does fly when you're having fun?

Norman taps my shoulder and I spin around quickly.

Norman chuckles, "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Wordlessly I hand Norman Ripp's box.

Norman blushes furiously, "Oh, um thanks...."

"You know what it is?" I ask curiously.

"Well ya. This box is um...nothing nevermind," Norman blushes even more.

"OMG, just tell me," I playfully shove Norman, who doesn't move because he is secretly muscley as all hell.

"Just um, one of my secret clubs?" Norman says cautiously.

I roll my eyes, "OMG, this is like the 5th secret club you have."

Norman shrugs and opens up his locker. Norman shoves his textbooks in his locker and opens up the box. Inside is a single piece of paper, with a scrawled date and time on it.

"What's that for?" I say looking over his arm.

Norman jumps and accidentally hits me in the chin.

"Ow, that hurt," I say rubbing my bruised chin.

"It's for the club meeting," Norman says suspiciously.

I glance at him and shrug, "Whatever, see you at lunch!"

"Ya okay, see you later," Norman says distractedly as he walks away.