How to play the player

Chapter 7

Music blasting from the speakers, sounds of children's laughter and cries, teenage girls squealing about the latest trends and the hot new singer that just came about.

Spending time in the mall was never really an interest of mine. It always seemed like a chore going to the mall. But ever since my "makeover", I have to keep my appearance up and going to the mall has been a daily basis kind of thing.

All of the shopping completely wore Emma and I out so we sat down to eat at our favorite sushi place.

"Today has been so much fun! I finally have a girly best friend that will go shopping with me!" Emma shrieked excitedly.

Well at least someone had fun.

"Yeah I had such a great time. I mean shopping, it's every girls best friend." I replied sarcastically.

"I know right. I'm so glad your feminine side is finally starting to show." She said not noticing my sarcasm.

You'd think that after so many years of friendship she would at least notice my sarcasm.

Before I even had time to reply Emma whispered, "Hey isn't that tall, muscular, yummy, pizza guy Derek?" While pointing towards the blonde cutie that just walked in.

"Yeah it is." I shrugged

"Is it just me or does he get cuter every time I see him?" She blushed.

"He is pretty cute, why don't you go over and say hi?" I replied.

"Why should I? He probably doesn't even know I have the same History class as him. Or physics. Or Literature. He probably doesn't even know I go to West High. Let alone if I exist." She sighed dreamily as she stared at him.

As you can see, my friend over here pretty much falls in love with anyone she sees who has good looks.

"Emma. Hello? Wake up. You cant just like every guy you see." I said.

"Well I'm sorry that I can't resist being attracted to a guy that looks like he just stepped out of heaven." She said as she stared.

Suddenly, her jaw dropped open. I turned around to see Derek walking towards us.

"Pick up your jaw honey, a bug might fly in." I said to Emma before Derek just about made it to our table.

"Hey! I haven't seen you around school. I've been looking for you ever since the night I came by your place." Derek smiled while looking at me.

Poor Emma still hadn't picked her jaw off the floor.

"Hey Derek." I smiled sweetly.

"It's not fair that you know my name and I don't know yours." He pouted. Which was just about the cutest thing I have ever seen.

"Well it's for me to know and for you to find out." I winked.

"Or I could just stick to calling you Weird?" He suggested.

"No please, no. You should just forget about that." I said as I shook off the embarrassing memory. Hey I was hungry okay. Never take what I say when I'm hungry seriously.

"Well maybe if you just gave me your name and number I'll think about it." He said while dangling his phone in his hands.

"Real mature there Derek." I laughed as i took the phone from his hands.

I punched in my phone number and my name.

He took a look at his phone and said, "Skylar. That's a beautiful name. Almost as beautiful as its owner."

I bet my face looked like a goddamn tomato.

Why am I blushing?

Gosh this is what happens when you don't interact with the male species often.

"Well I have to go now, my friends are waiting for me. I'll call you later then ." He smiled.

He was too sweet for his own good. If he ever said that to a girl like Emma she would probably just jump on him and marry him on the spot.

"Bye Derek. I'll be looking forward to that." I smiled as he walked away.

"What the hell just happened?! Was Derek Thompson just flirting with you? And were you actually flirting back?" Emma shrieked.

"Yeah, holy shit that just happened!" I laughed.

"If you can do that to Derek it will definitely be easy to reel in Josh." Emma smirked.

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Ugh Monday. I mean everyone hates Monday but gosh I hate it with an absolute passion. If Monday were a person I'd freaking beat the shit out of Monday.

As usual, I was early for school. Yeap that's me always being punctual. I made my way over to my locker to grab my Literature books.

"Hey there gorgeous." Josh whispered into my ear as he leaned against the locker next to mine. I shivered as the warmth of his breath fanned across my ear. A bit too close for comfort there buddy.

"Hey Josh." I smiled.

"Are you busy tonight?" He smirked.

"What's it to you?" I answered.

"You can't just answer a question with a question." He pouted. He looked adorable.

I want to punch him in the face so bad.

"Well, where would the fun in that be?" I asked flirtatiously.

He looked me in the eyes, "Go on a date with me, Skylar."

"Why the hell would I go on a date with you?" I glared.

"One, you'll get to spend time with me," he paused and winked," Two, I'll take you on a date like no other."

I wonder how long I'll last on a date with him. Not a really great idea to go on a date with someone who you hate with a passion.

I really don't wanna go.

"Sounds reasonable." I plastered a smile on my face as I closed my locker door.

He smirked as he took a step forward and caged me between his arms. I took a step back and felt my back slam against the locker.

He really didn't understand a thing about personal space.

He tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. He leaned in slowly.

Oh no, it's happening.

I shut my eyes and waited for the expected kiss. I mean that's what usually happens in the movies right? The guy tucks a strand of hair behind the girls ear and they start kissing? How horribly cliche.

"I'll pick you up at 8. Wear something comfy." He whispered softly into my ear. He lifted his arms off of the locker and walked away. Leaving me with chills running all over my body.

I can not and will not let him get to me.

Oh Josh, you do not know what you're up for.

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Hey everyone! I know it's been a while since I last updated cause I've honestly been so busy! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. If there are any grammar errors or anything please let me know! And also please vote or comment! It means the world to me and it motivates me to do more writing. I love you all so much!

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