Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right

Chapter 3

Connor to the side

"What do you want, Stephanie?" I asked, irritated that she brought me into a closet. "More like, what do you want." She stated, a smirk playing on her lips.  "Excuse me, but where are you getting at?" I had only known this girl, not even a day and she is cray-cray. "You like Jared, you want him. That's why you had that little outburst at lunch, to show him you are 'badass'." She put air quotes around badass. "Uhm, no. Actually you can have him. Can I go now?" "Well, if you dopn't like Jared go ahead. But, if I see you looking at him with googly eyes, we're gonna have problems." "What, are you guys dating?" "No, but we will be. After the party this weekend, he will be all over me. I get what I want, whenever and wherever I want it." "Okay." I stretched out the okay. I turned on my heel, out of the closet, with the orange popsicle-looking girl following me. We went our separate ways and I walked in front of my class door at the end of the small corridor.

I heaved a sigh, and put on my best confused face, to show that I was confused if this was my class or not, which I knew it was. I walked into the room and saw the teacher taking out ingredients. I cleared my throat notifying him that I was here. He looked up for a brief second before returning his search for the ingredients. "New student?" He asked me, looking up again as he pulled out some chocolate. "Yes." I told him. "Do you want to introduce yourself?" "Hi," I did a small wave to the class with a small smile, "I'm Tiffany Diamond. I moved here from Dallas, Texas. I love to cook, I guess...And that's kinda it." I finished looking around the class, my eyes stopped on Jared who looked at me with the same anger he had at lunch. "Okay, well, please go sit next to Jared. Jared, please raise your hand." Jared did as told, smirking at me, the anger still in his eyes, but less of it.

I walked over to the empty stool next to him. "Alright class, today we are making chocolate pancakes from scratch, to begin with. First please get out your ingredients: chocolate, an egg, flour, baking powder, salt, sugar, milk, and butter." We all scrambled, looking for our ingredients. Once they were all gathered, he started naming the utensils. "Now, you need a bowl, frying pan..." We got everything and we started making everything, there were about 8 pancakes with each partner so everyone got 4 each. In between the making of the chocolate pancakes me and Jared were throwing flour at each other, as I grabbed a handful of flour, ready to fling at him, the teacher coughed and I let go of it. The pancakes were delicious if I say so myself.

The bell rang for next class; French, with Jared yet again. As I was cleaning up my area everyone left except Jared. He got his stuff and slowly started walking out the door. I finished cleaning up and walked out of the classroom. I saw all of Jared's friends standing, waiting for him so I nodded my head as a hello. They waved back to me and I walked off to my locker to get a notebook, knowing this time I really would need it. As I punched in the correct numbers, my locker clicked open. I pulled out a pen and notebook. All I had was this and soccer, the day should go by fast. I closed my locker and started towards my class. 

I walked in as soon as the bell rang, thankful that I finally got to one of my classes on time. I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding in. I strutted towards the teacher and told her that I was a new student. She didn't bother asking me to introduce myself to the class, which I was thankful for. I really didn't like saying everything 8 times today. "You can just sit next to Tammy, over there." I looked over and sat into the desk next to the girl.

I looked her over. She had brown hair with lighter brown and blonde highlights, it was a little past her shoulder. She was wearing a dark blue shirt that had Hollister written sideways, starting at her chest and ending at the hem of the shirt. She had dark blue skinny jeans and a pair of dark blue TOMS. She was pretty, no doubt, and she wasn't skinny, but not thick either. "Hi, I'm Tammy.: She said with a small wave.