Partners?

Chapter 3

Mondays should be banned from the world. They ruin everything. I mean you have to go back to school or work and then you also have to put up with everyone in the worst mood because no matter how much you sleep throughout the weekend you're still tired on Monday. Remembering you still have to go to school and deal with the devil's child does not help.

Walking into school no one is looking at me today; they are all probably talking about some big party that happened instead. I didn't like to go to parties watching teens getting drunk and either vomiting everywhere or hooking up wasn't my thing. I've been to a total of five parties. I only went to those because Jessica forced me or I had to cheer and I usually stayed until eleven and then most people are too drunk to notice you leave. Don't get me wrong I like to let loose but I would rather not have one of my dumb choices end up all over social media.

"Amelia guess what happened at the party Saturday?" Jessica came running up to me looking like she had run here from home just to tell me what happened.

"You got drunk and made out with some guy but you don't remember who and you wish you could remember because he was a great kisser." This happens after every party she would drink until she saw some hot guy and by then wouldn't remember who it was the next morning.

"Well, that but also Liam played and Mia Anderson was dared to do seven minutes in heaven and he wouldn't do it because you know Mia probably would have got too attached in that seven minutes. So he said he would do the truth then they asked if he liked anyone from our school and he said yes. Now everyone is making bets on who it is." Now she was really trying to breathe because during that whole statement she only took one breath.

"Is that really surprising? We are in a school with more boys than girls, of course, they are going to like someone, what's the big deal. I really don't understand why that is so good. I mean whoever they are are probably just going to fall at his feet anyway." She looks at me like I'm the dumbest person on the earth when I was stating the obvious. Why does everyone care so much it's not like he's going to ever tell anyone who it is.

"He could admit his love to me then we get together and stay all through the rest of high school and then we go to the same college. He would propose to me at college graduation and then move into a house right next to you and your husband and then have kids who are best friends." She looks off into space daydreaming. I wonder how long she has thought of this. I mean that plan should not just be in your head all the time. I love her to death but she should know if she ever married him I would not live next door. I could not deal with him every day of my life. Him always there to comment on every little thing I would never get a second to myself between my kids, husband, and if they lived next door. I do not think I could ever handle that but I can't tell her that I'll let her live in her head a little longer.

"I bet there are at least thirty other girls in this hallway saying the same thing about how it is them or they hope it is them. He said he likes one person and there are alone two hundred girls in the whole school and that's not counting if he swings the other way." I know I am being a little harsh but I just don't want her to be heartbroken when he says who it is. She always trusts too much and because of that she always ends up hurt.

"It's okay I think it's you anyway, the way he always looks at you and then back and forth. Most people think it's you all but Railey thinks it's her. She always thinks she's the chosen one so I wouldn't care too much."

"I don't care why I would care, he's just some egotistic jerk who thinks he's the only one that matters in the entire world. I'm surprised he fits through any of the doors here his ego has to go through the door five minutes before he can." she's looking behind me with wide eyes I'm most likely not going to like what I turn around too.

"I wonder if it's too late to run," I mumbled under my breath, hearing the one voice I dreaded hearing every day coming from behind me. No doubt he heard everything I just said and I'm not ready to fight with him this early in the morning.

"Yes, it is too late to run, and even if you did apparently my ego would catch you. It only enters the room two minutes before actually you should at least have your facts right." Turning around, of course, it's Liam with his best friend Jayden leaning against the lockers, finding this conversation amusing already. I always got along with Jayden. Our mothers are best friends and my mother always wanted me to date him and his mother wanted the same. They were not shy about telling us this.

"Hey Jayden, how are you and your mother? I haven't seen her in about two weeks?" she is usually over every night but completely ignoring Laim maybe if I don't look at him maybe he will leave and I won't see him until History.

"She has been busy working on her new designs coming out in the fall. She has to get the final touches on them by next week." I see his mother more than my own mother most of the time. Jayden has always been there for me especially when we were younger we were those two little kids that were attached 24/7. Everyone thought we were so brother and sister. He was super protective of me and still is. He used to hate everyone who bullied me and would stand up to them for me. We still have movie night everyone Saturday night we watch at least five movies and then crash on the couch. We catch up on everything in each other's life.

"Oh well tell her I said hi and I miss her." I smiled at him

"Why don't you come over after school and tell her yourself?"

"I have nothing else to do. I love that!" the bell rang and I can't believe I only had to deal with the one comment that came out of Liam's mouth

"Hey, why don't I walk you to class since we're both going to History too"." Liam looked quite frustrated with something then I realize I completely forgot he was there talking to Jayden

"No thanks I can walk just fine by myself but thanks for asking.'' I start walking away as I feel a hand on my wrist pulling me back. Tripping over my feet I fall to the ground. Jaydan and Jess already left so they wouldn't be late.

"That wasn't a question. We can't have any boys talking to you on the way can we?" smirking he helped me off the floor. He and Jayden always chased anyone who tried to flirt with me away. Jayden always said he didn't want my heart to get broken by a boy who wasn't worth it. Of course, I still have talked to guys and went on dates but I didn't really need Jayden knowing. I would always tell I'm after the fourth date though no matter what. Most of the time he would scare them away then. It never bothered me because I knew he just wanted the best for me.

Walking into English it seemed like all eyes were on me and Liam. I sat in my usual seat not caring about the stares. Liam followed me but all the chairs around me were full which I was thankful for I don't think I could handle him right now.

"Move," he said to one of the guys next to me he was on the football team. I knew he was going to move, not wanting to run extra for upsetting the caption. At our school, the coach led practice but the boys had to be there fifteen minutes before to warm up with Liam. Last time one of the boys stood up to Liam for being a jerk to me he made them run until five people threw up. Being on the other side of the field during that I felt horrible. Now every time one of them tries to stand up for me I push them off and move away from them so the team never has to go through that again. I may not like some of them but they should not get punished because of me.

"I'm sorry Amelia." I knew it wasn't his fault I gave him the best smile I could knowing Liam was going to sit next to me for the next hour. When Mr. Smith walked in he looked at me and Liam and sighed knowing something was up with him sitting next to me. Mr. Smith gave assigned seats to us at the beginning of the year but he just let us sit wherever we wanted in the second week because hed just did not care.

"You can't just ignore me. This isn't a game and you have to talk to me whether you like it or not." I know not paying attention to him is going to irritate the crap out of him. He starts poking me then when I still don't pay attention to him he stats throwing paper wads at me. I think not losing my temper at him is the hardest thing I have ever done. He starts o try to talk to me thinking that will get me to pay attention to him. He grabs my pencil out of my hand. I tap on Mel's shoulder, the girl next to me, and ask for a pencil she hands me one and I go back to notes then I hear Liam let out a huge sigh but he stops messing with me.