The Prom Dress

Chapter 6

Blake's P.O.V

The lunch bell rang. I slung my bag over. I entered the cafeteria and scanned the crowds for Janelle as i queued up for my lunch. Found her. I grabbed tray and plopped down beside her. "Hey Janelle," i smiled at her. I felt a smug smile come over my face when i saw the surprised expression on her face. I didn't usually sit at her table. Usually we'd split into the popular guys' and popular girls' tables. But today, there was no way i was gonna let her outta my sight. Not with new kid on the loose. I wasn't gonna let my woman get taken by some newbie. Not today. I kept my eyes on the entrance to look out for new kid. (okay i'll just call him blondie) soon, blondie walked in and i could feel his eyes on me. I gave him a smug smile and slung my arm over Janelle's shoulder. Beat that, i thought smugly. But he just walked past our table nochalantly. Oh well, i guess he knew there was no point fighting me. Good for him.

Janelle's P.O.V

Blake slung his arm over me. And he only did that when he wanted to impress people or when he was over-protective over me. I looked around for who might be his target. Then i saw that messy head of blonde hair. I guess it was kinda obvious. His grip was so tight that i couldn't even put the fork of my favorite spagetthi in my mouth. Hmph. I guess thats what water polo does to you. Anyways, i couldn't see why Blake was being over-protective. Its not like i even like Logan, right? I struggled again to shove that delicious fork of noodles into my mouth but to no avail. Darn Blake's freaking strong arm muscles. DARN THEM ALL! I gave up and chucked my fork in my bowl.

"Blakeeeeeeee your arm is restricting me from a delicious bowl of spagetthi! Can't you feel my pain? Get your arm off! I NEED FOOD!" i whined as he took his arm off me and chuckled.

I grabbed my fork and shoved the noodles in my mouth. Usually my mind would be blank while enjoying this awesome stuff but it lingered on a certain somebody. A certain blonde somebody. Perhaps the reason he wouldn't talk to me was because of blake.

"Blake did you apologise to Logan like i told you to?" i turned to face him.

He groaned and nodded.

Then why did Logan become so cold to me? I frowned. Did i do something wrong? Did i offend him in some way? I panicked. Usually i didn't mind what others thought of me but i didn't want anyone to hate me.

Logan's P.O.V

Blake stared hard at me, a smug smile plastered on his face. I shrugged. I didn't go against him. I had nothing to be afraid of. He slung his arm over her shoulder. A sense of jealously overwhelmed me. A mentally slapped myself. Why was i feeling jealous? I walked past their table making sure i did not make eye contact with Janelle and Blake. I walked to my table. They weren't exactly my friends but we had common ground. The closest person i had to a friend was a guy called Jeremy Coleman. I sat down beside him and pulled out my lunchbag. I never liked school food. Then again i never stayed long enough to like anything at any school.