Fighting For Love

Chapter 15

Niamha walked into the school building smiling. She was refreshed. She knew what she had to do and now she was about to do it. She headed to her locker and stopped dead in her tracks because what she saw she couldn't believe. Some couple was making out on her locker. She hadn't been out this long, she thought. She marched forward and stopped in front of the couple. She cleared her throat. They were still lip locking. She cleared her throat louder. But they were still going at it. Niamha was growing impatient, so she tapped the girl on the shoulder. Yet they still continued to kiss.

"Excuse me." Niamha all but yelled at the couple. Finally they broke away, but then Niamha wished they she hadn't stopped them. Because when she looked from the girl to the guy, her heart sunk in her chest. She stared at the dude and felt the tears building up inside. She had looked away to rapidly blink them away to keep from making a scene and a bigger fool of herself. She brought her attention back to him and saw him staring at her with his hazel-grey eyes. They stared at each other for a long moment neither one of them speaking. Niamha was about to say something but his little kissing buddy stopped her.

"Michael, baby come on. My lips are getting cold." The girl laced her fingers with Michael and tugged his arm. Michael didn't move at first, he just stayed looking at Niamha.

"Michael." The girl whined and pulled on his arm again this time he moved allowing her to drag him down the hallway.

Niamha watched them walk away and met Michael's eyes again when he looked back at her before rounding the corner. Niamha held herself together long enough to text the girls and tell them to meet her in the dance studio.

To: Girls =]

From: Me

Dance Studio NOW!! Code Burgundy>>>

She turned away from her locker and headed down towards the dance studio. She was almost there but as she walked past the athletic weight room, she heard an all too familiar voice call her name. She continued to walk as if she hadn't heard him. But he caught up to her.

"Niamha, please." He pleaded.

Something in her snapped as she stopped and looked at him with a puzzled and annoyed look on her face.

"What do you want, Landon?"

Niamha looked up and he actually looked nervous. He was fidgeting and stuff. Niamha thought he was strung out or something with the way that he was acting. "Are you high?" she questioned not having time for this.

"What?! No." he actually looked insulted that she had suggested that.

"Just asking." She waited a few seconds more thinking he would catch the hint and when she saw that he wasn't she became upset. "Landon I have somewhere to be. What do you want?"

"I have something to tell you."

She looked at him like he was crazy, because he was acting weird. "I'm standing right here. What is it?"

"No. I can't tell you like this. Not now."

"You either tell me now or not at all." She was growing impatient with him and was about to walk away. He caught her wrist as she tried to walk past him. "Can you meet me here tonight at eight?" Niamha looked down at the folded piece of paper he had put in her hand.

"What are you up to?" she gave him a skeptical look.

"Nothing. Can you just trust me?"

Niamha looked at him long and hard before sighing. "Fine. I'll see you there at eight."

Landon's face broke out into a smile and he tried to hug her only to be pushed away.

"Don't push your luck." She said starting to walk away. "Besides you stank!"