R E J E C T S

CH.5: WHIPPED CREAM

"Hey, why don't you try sitting up front with me for a change?" Niall offered.

"No thanks. I'm used to sitting at the back." It's because I get to doze off without getting caught and I don't really pay any attention to class anyway.

"Who's this?" Some brunette nerd with glasses eyed me in a scrutinizing way.

"She's a new friend of mine. Cher, this is Louis. Louis, Cher." Niall introduced us.

"I don't like her." He said rather straightforwardly.

"Who gives a sh*t, dorkus?" I replied.

"I do. You've got 'trouble' written all over your forehead."

"So I've been told." I grinned his way.

"And she's super rude too." He faced his blonde friend.

"Yeah, I should head to my chair now." Can't stand anymore of this boy's yapping.

*LOUIS' POV*

"What happened to choosing your friends wisely?" I arched a brow.

"I am. I mean, I think she's really interesting..." Niall turned around in his seat just to smile at this 'Cher' girl.

"You fool. Do you not have any eyes? Can't you see she's bad news?" I rolled my eyes.

"So? We're just friends, Louis and I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Besides, she's got a boyfriend. She's dating Robbie." He said.

"Yeah, right. I can tell by the way you look at her, you know. Your eyes seem to like her a lot despite the 'just friends' excuse." I shook my head at him.

"Well, it's true. Remember when I told you that I'd like to get to know a 'certain' someone on the very first day of school? Well, I was talking about her." He reasoned out.

Just then, some punk-rock looking kid entered our classroom in the middle of a class discussion which I think is very rude.

"I'd like to speak to her." He pointed at the very back of the room.

"Oh look, he's calling your 'friend' out." I whispered to Niall.

"So?" He busily eyed Cher as she made her way out with the dirty blonde.

"Don't tell me you're NOT jealous with her flirting with other men... besides her boyfriend that is." I teased.

"Look, I know that you're my childhood friend and all and that you know me better than I know myself---"

"Damn straight which is why you should listen to my advice. Find another chick that you're into."

"I know my boundaries, man and I won't stop being friends with her just because you told me to." He crossed his arms in his chest like a stubborn baby.

"Okay, but don't say that I didn't warn you... and don't you come running to me when she breaks your heart." I give up.

"Sure."

"Who was that guy anyway?" Niall seemed bothered.

"He's in some band. Lead vocalist. That's all I know. Oh and that he sleeps around a lot. A total player."

I take a personal interest on minding other people's lives in this school which has become a hobby of mine since I entered high school.

Trust me, there's NOT a single student that I didn't do a background check on, even the boring ones.

*CHER'S POV*

"What do you want?" I asked Luke.

"Honestly, it's been bothering me since we saw each other by the lockers this morning and I can't seem to sit still in class so..."

"Out with it, freshman." I got impatient.

"I'm not seeing that girl whom you saw with me earlier. I was just politely declining her offer to sleep with her is all. I thought you should know." He confessed.

"And? That's it? You just pulled me out of my class just to tell me that?"

"Uh, yeah. Pretty much. I just don't want you to misunderstand anything..." He fidgeted with his shirt.

"You do know that I don't give a damn about whoever you sleep with, right?"

"And I don't really know what I'm doing right now so... bye!" Then he dashes off in a second.

"What was that?" I asked myself out loud.

******

"You got him whipped." Rob explained after I told him what happened between Luke and I.

"What?" We were now in his room, talking about how our day went.

"As in whipped cream, girl. Like head over heels for you. Thus explains the strange behavior." He elaborated.

"No, he's not. I bet he's just toying with me so that he can lure me into my bed again..." I thought of his possible motives.

"Yeah, you're right. I mean, it is too early for him to get whipped. He could just be after your body like any typical guy would be." He agreed with me.

"That or maybe he's high. Enough about me, let's talk about you." I changed the subject.

"Okay. Well, you're never going to believe this, Ash asked me out!"

"Ash as in the senior guy with a lot of tattoos? The one who smokes and drinks and works as a part-time model just like you?" I asked.

"Yes, the delinquent." He smiled.

"Whoa, I never thought he was gay. You two would look hot together." I pictured the two of them making out on my mind.

"I know right! We're being WAY too discrete about it though. Like we can't even see each other in school. Just when we're working as models which means being almost naked all the time." He giggled.

"You naughty boy..." I teased.

"Dinner's ready!" Rob's mom barged in on us without even knocking.

"Mum! Can you please knock?" He scolded.

"Why? It's not like you two ever do anything besides gossiping." She retorted back.

"You were eavesdropping on us?!" Rob raised his voice a bit.

"Yes, and I'm starting to wonder why you two don't make out in private like any other normal couples would." Then she stomps off after saying this.

I would've said back to her that maybe we're not making out because we feel creeped out that she's out there listening on us but she didn't even give me time to respond.

"Okay... we need to stage a make-out session as soon as possible." Rob stated seriously.

"She's starting to suspect us." He added.

"You think she heard us gossip about boys?" I asked.

"Maybe... which is why we need to make our 'being a couple' believable enough for her." He sighed.

"I can't believe your mum's so open about you having intercourse." Most moms aren't. I mean, the normal moms should be against it, right?

"Well, that's because she have her suspicions that I'm either asexual or gay. She prefers me being asexual though because she is such a homophobe."

"Don't worry, I'll help you out. I'll even cover for you and Ash." It's what I'm paid to do anyway... no strings attached or whatsoever.