101 Ways to ruin your life, but have fun doing it.

Chapter 4

Tiff, Rick and I are sitting under the trees, behind the library eating our lunch and talking, when Tiffany looks me up and down suddenly. "I didn't notice till now, but what the hell are you wearing?" she says un-approvingly. "I thought I'd finally change to a nicer look" I say smoothing out my black and pink lace pattern singlet top and worn in denim shorts. "You have never worn clothes like this before" she exclaims as she gestures to my outfit in disgust. "Tiff be real, you always change when you like a guy". Suddenly her body language changes and the cheesiest smile spreads across her face. "So there's a boy involved with this act ay, who is he?". I bite my lip and suddenly feel nerves as butterflies circle my stomach. I lean in and whisper "I think I'm crushing on Josh". Tiff squeals and is about to say something but I cut her off. "I have no chance with him though because I'm at the bottom of the food chain and he's at the top, so in order to maybe get his attention I'm trying to change, even though I already miss my favorite top and jeans" I say with mixed emotions.

As I finish my speech on why he'll never notice me and what I'm going to change about myself, I see him sprinting towards us with a bewildered look on his drop dead gorgeous face. "Ella" Josh yells. "What do you want now jock?" I respond playfully with the cutest smile I can muster. He walks over and sits down beside us with a cautious smile and a nervous look to him. "I was wondering if you we're busy this weekend". Shock and sparks run through my body. What the hell is he trying to do? Did he just ask me out? What the hell is wrong with him? "No but why would you care?". "I was wondering if you we're interested in an invite to a party " he says to me with caution. My heart stops. He just asked a nerd to go with him to a party. Either he wants to get me drunk so he can laugh or he likes me. "Um I think I'm free" I say shocked. Happiness, shock and angst flash across his face. "I'll text you later than Ell". As he says this he gets up and runs off in the direction he came from. "What the hell was that?" Tiff exclaims as she pushes herself out of her boyfriends arms to get closer to me. "If I knew I'd tell you" I say, gobsmacked by the fact that the guy, who I've been crushing on ever since we became friends, just invited me, a total nobody, to a party for populars. I'm seriously going to have to step up my game and look a hell lot different for the party. As if she's read my mind Tiffany turns to me and says "We'll go shopping the day before and try and get you something to really wow him and his mates so you'll get that chance". She reaches over and gives me a big bear hug and we can't stop laughing. We look over to see Rick laughing his ass off at our show of sisterly affection for each other. "Do you want a hug too babe?" Tiff says flirtatiously. "Yes please" he replies grinning and they go and start making out so I get my things and go to the library, so they can have some privacy and I won't have to deal with seeing them exchange saliva.

I go to my corner of the musky library and pull out a old worn in book that I've read 15 times now, but I just have to re-read it, it is so good. "I can't believe your reading that again I thought you finished it the last time I saw you before today". "Hey Josh so what's up with inviting me to the popular party?" I say as I turn my head to see him sit down beside me. Something flashes across his face as I say this and I can't spot it. "You know how I am with the girls at those parties, I can't deal with bimbos anymore, I want a friend to be there so I can actually talk to someone with intelligence not just a dumb ass who dresses like she's a stripper" he says while laughing. It makes me smiles that he wants someone to talk to, where as, all his friends will be off doing other things. I look up into his eyes, trying not to get lost in them. "I'll go but under one condition" I say cheerfully smiling. "What is it Ell?" He says happily. "You have to promise not to ditch me, or force me to get drunk". "Ok promise". We smile at each other, and I can't help my self so I get up out of my chair and give him a hug. At first shock runs across his face and body but after a second he's hugging me back and lifts my feet off the ground playfully. I squeal and laugh and he puts me back on my feet but doesn't let go of me. I look up to find him looking at me and then our eyes meet and our emotions lead us to stare into each others eyes. My hearts beating a mile a minute as my mind frantically thinks what the hell is happening. I push away and run out of the library, and head straight for Tiff.

School ends and all the weary souls recollect on the bus for there lift home. "Your serious! I swear you guys should so go out. You two are perfect for each other' Tiff says excitedly pushing my arm as this happens. "No Tiff, I might just lay back for a while. I don't think he should be getting feelings for me, so ill give him space till he works out his mind and then I'll hangout with him again. He deserves so much better" I say with a sigh. I want to be his, to run my fingers through his hair and kiss him and hold but I'm a girl that should be dating a loner from my group, not a popular jock who has girls throwing themselves at him. I get home and go up to my room. As I complete my homework, I look at my room with the piles of books that I've already read, surrounding me like a little forest of books. 'Beep' chirps my phone. I look at it to find Josh has sent me a message 'why'd you run away from the library? I'm sorry if I did something'. Ugh, I put my hand to my face as I try and hide from the fact that, if I had the confidence I'd reply "I ran off because the way you held me led me to believe that we both have feelings for each other, is that true". Yet I'm a coward so I write "Sorry, I forgot I had a assignment due so I ran off quickly so I could hand it in before the deadline :P ". That should be enough to get me off the hook.

I walk down for dinner to my parents and my brother sitting in front of the tv, eating dinner. I grab my bowl of spaghetti bolegnase, and join them. "So how was everyone's day?" I exclaim as I sit down on the comfy worn in couch. "Work was rough today" my dad says with a sigh, he's a regional repairer, so he has to deal with the not so nice homes that accommodate the not so nice people. "Work was good today, we had some very nice patients" my mum says whilst smiling, she's a cleaner at the hospital. "I got homework" says my little brother in dismay, he's going into high school next year, but he's still very naive. "What about you?" he replies. "Yeah my day was ok" I say as I shrug off what happened.

After dinner I go to my room and sit there with my thoughts. Why would he like me? I'm not an interesting or even attractive person. Lately I've been trying to be though but I'm not sure if the populars have even given me a second glance. I look over to my phone and see it flashing a new message on the screen. It's from Josh.

It reads: ' Ok I see, but if you don't want to hangout together at a party that's ok, we can always chill and play video games or whatever :)'. He is the sweetest guy, but I've never been lucky to get the attention of the handsome jocks before. I always have got the attention of creepy nerds or musos who blow cigarette smoke in your face whilst asking you out. My guy experience has not been the best. So that's why last year I gave up on love and guys and just planed to focus on my schooling and my future career, but now there's a guy who I like, that's interested in me. I'm overjoyed as I text back, 'your the sweetest guy :) I don't care what we do as long as I spend time with you'.

I roll over on my bed and close my eyes and all I can see is his green eyes staring back at me with his cheeky smile spread from cheek to cheek.

An hour passes and I check my phone, no reply. Oh well, he must be doing catch up on English homework. I go and have a shower, get in my comfy pajamas and then hop in bed and dream of the things that could happen on the weekend.