My Perfect Porcelain - A Josh Ramsay Fan Fiction *ON HOLD*

Chapter 5

Josh's POV

Okay. So Darcia almost gave herself detention standing up for me! Damn, this girl is awesome! No one has EVER stood up for me before. After she finished talking to the teacher she had told me that she loves my half smile. I didn't even know I was doing it though. I only do that smile when I'm around a girl I like. So basically I only do it around Darcia. I had already left to put my stuff away in my locker. As I was walking to my locker I heard a few people calling me 'the addict' again. I was used to it by now though. Sometimes I wish people would get to know someone before judging them again. One thing I might have wanted to tell Darcia is that when she was talking to the teacher and he asked her what she had said is that I had a few lyrics go through my head at that point. The lyrics were 'Stutter stutter stutter di-di-di-d-d-d-d-d-did I?' and those just went through a couple times. Maybe they would be lyrics in the future. You never know. I now reached my locker and started unlocking it with my special pin. 3846. The numbers had a meaning. It was easy for me to remember though because they were the last four digits of my phone number. What my full number is? Oh I bet you would like to know. Which is why I am not going to tell you! HA. Not to be mean though. I was just about to close my locker when someone else came and closed it for me. Oh my god! It was the head cheerleader, Cereina. She had medium brown hair with reddish streaks in it. She would always pick on certain people. She had never said anything to me before though. I guess it was now time for her to pick on me. "Hey Josh." Okay right off the bat she scares me. She called me by my real name. Not the name everyone else was calling me by. I have a feeling this is NOT going to go well. "Hey, Cereina, is it?" "Yeah it is Cereina, but, of course, everyone knows who I am. Not everyone knows who you are. Why? Because your a little druggie, well according to all the rumours I'm hearing. Now tell me, Josh, are these rumours true? Are you addicted to heroine? Awwwe poor baby!" OH MY GOD! I so desperately want to punch this bitch out! UGH! She has never talked to me before and her first time ain't the greatest! "Don't worry sugar, I ain't going to care if you do or not. I'm actually just here to give you this..." She said that and then handed me a piece of paper with a number on it. "Call me sometime cutie." She then winked at me and walked away, going to class. I am so glad I dont have any classes with her! I now had to rush to get to my class. I was think about what she has said to me now. "...Not everyone knows who you are.Why? Because your a little druggie..." "..Are the rumours true? Are you addicted to heroine? Awwwe poor baby!" If she had of left with just that then I wouldn't have had so much to think about. Of course though, she just HAD TO give me her number and  confuse me. I knew I had to through that piece of paper away because I was not going to text or call one of the most popular girls in school and let her have my number because then, that would just be a living hell for me. I walked into class and sat down next to Darcia like we made plans to. "Hey Sir Ramsay. What took you so long?" I loved it when she called me Sir Ramsay. " Hey Queen Carolina. Oh just got distracted while I was at my locker I guess..." I trailed off thinking about what Cereina had said again. "Druggie..." That's what really pissed me off. "Are you okay? Did someone bully you while you were at your locker Josh?" Okay, she used my name. Shit just got serious. "Er, well, you know the head cheerleader, Cereina?" Darcia got a look of anger in her eyes. "Yes... what did she do? If she even as much as called you a name I can knock her out. Just say the word." "No no no, I don't need you getting detention for me Darcia, all Cereina did was, err.. umm well she just gave me her number and told me to call her. I already threw out her number though. I think its a trap." I was probably smart to have thrown the paper out with her number. "Oh my god! I hate Cereina!" Okay, I don't know if she meant to say that because right after she covered her mouth as if she didn't mean too. "What? Why do you hate her." "Uhh well, I kinda told her something yesterday that I though I could trust her with but apparently I cant." She didn't seem to want to tell me the rest of what she was thinking. "Aaand, what did you tell her?" Darcia took a deep breath. "Well, I kinda told her who I have a crush on.' she started blushing, ' and she told me that she would try and help me out with this guy. She lied to me though." She stopped talking then to take another deep breath. "If I tell you who I like you have to promise not to think any different of me okay?" She seemed really nervous now. "I swear, I cross my heart and hope to die." I kinda sang those last 8 words. She laughed a little then gave me a small hug, I think to say thank you for being my friend, or something like that, I don't know. "Okay well, the person I have a crush on is... in this room. I've always been in the same class as him too. It's only this class that we have together. He has black and blue hair too which is what made me want to talk to him at first." She stopped talking there to look at her feet. I then looked up and realized that she was talking about me because I had some of my blue bangs in my face. OH MY GOD! SHE LIKES ME BACK! I cant believe this is happened right now! "Uhh, are you talking about me?" I felt my face warm up and I could guess that I was blushing now. She smiled and looked up from her feet. "Yeah, I've always liked you Josh. I've just never known how to start talking to you and how to tell you that I like you. I never wanted it to happen this way but I guess things happen for a reason right?" "Uhh yeah right." I then looked down at my feet. "Uhh thanks, I guess." She knew that I was saying thanks about her saying she likes me. I wanted to tell her that I like her back, but I just couldn't get the words. She looked at her feet when the bell rang. That meant that our conversation was over because the teachers are strict about talking during class. HOLY SHIT! Darcia likes me back! YES! OH MY GOD! I think I might just die! Wait! Shit, how am I going to tell her that I also like her? I might end up writing a song about her when I go to rehab. Hell, the people that control me in rehab might get us to write something saying goodbye to our drug and I'm probably going to end up writing a love song about Darcia. Hopefully that's not how I tell her that I like her too. Through some sappy love song! Oh my god! This was just to fantastic!