The New Shakespearean Writer

Abandon Music Room Eight

      Down at the very end of a dark lit hallway with my hand on the cold metal door handle, I stand there. I take a deep breath in and a deep breath out, trying not to lose my nerve before I could even find it. I slowly turn the nob, finding it open and imagining what could lie beyond the closed door, picturing in the worst things imaginable. Thinking to my self I could end up being that stupid girl in horror movies when you're yelling at her not to open the door but she does it anyway and ends up dying. This is it, this is how I die. 

       I take one last moment to pull myself together before I push the door open to see..... the room empty and dark?

       I look around to find nothing when the door slams closed behind me, startled I whip my whole body around, a little surprised to find that I don't indeed have whiplash. Once again this seems like something from a horror movie, where no matter what, I die. All I can make out until my eyes adjust is a figure causally leaning against the door when they finally do, I realize this figure, is not just any figure but the most popular girl in this school. Ha! How cliche could this get?

        The popular girl stumbles upon the new girl secret and blackmails her to get what she wants, maybe even through the rest of my high school years or until I've had enough. Another possibility could be she just wants to see if I'll beg or have any last wishes before she blabs it out no matter what I say or do. But this girl seems like she would be the type to be great friends with Regina George from Mean Girls. With thick, golden, lushes, silky smooth, locks of hair that reaches her breasts.

      Her makeup surprisingly is not over the top, just enough to enhance her natural beauty, unlike all the other hoes at this school. I swear these girls must have layers, upon layers, of makeup caked on to their faces. Also unlike all the other bitches, she wears clothes while they are not too skimpy, let everyone know just how good her body is underneath. Actually, I take back that Mean Girls comment, they would hate her for being too popular and pretty.

       She stands there with a smirk on her face, but surprisingly not as malicious as I would think. I guess so far a lot of things about this girl surprise me, but I would not like to stick around to see what else she could surprise me with. She looks me up and down before speaking, "Yup, you sure are cute alright!" She smiles at me and it's the type of smile that makes you just want to smile no matter what mood you are in. Right now though, I don't smile because I don't know what she has planned. Before I can even think of a response and ask her what she means, she speaks up again, "I want to make you a deal OK?" I meet her gaze with a glare, see I knew it!

 "What do you want?" I ask.   

"Simple," She pauses with a smile.

       "I want you to go on a secret date with me!" I bearly sputter out a response, "W-what?!" I can't help but look at her with utter shock, out of all the possible things I thought would be the outcome, this was not one of them, that's for sure! "I said, I want-" I cut her off " I heard you, but what do you mean by, 'you want to go on a secret date with me'? Is this some kind of sick joke?!?" I practically scream. She looks me in the eye "Look, I am the most popular girl at school here, I have a reputation to uphold, I can't exactly go up to girls and try to ask them out on a date. I can't have people knowing that I would rather make out with a girl, then look at a guy twice. But that is kinda where you come in, I need to find out if I really like girls, or if the guys here just aren't my type." 

        I am mentally adding that to the list of things about her that surprise me. "What if I say no? What if I were to walk out there and tell the whole school that you told me? What's stopping me?" I shrug my shoulders a little at the end.

       But I may have made a mistake with that move, because she comes up close towards my face, "Remember why I call you in here?" a shiver went down my spine, "I have that to stop you. Plus like I said I am the most popular girl in school, why would anyone believe me over you?" After she finished she backed up but had this smirk on her face I wanted to slap off so bad. I probably would have hit her, if not for the fact for the blackmail part.

"Fine, what do you want me to do?"

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Sorry for making this chapter so short I just really wanted to get another chapter out there. Kinda like motivation for me, if I keep putting chapters out there I will hopefully continue with this story! And I really want to complete a story!