Who would reject the finest guy in the whole school? And more importantly, reject him in public in front of hundreds pairs of curious eyes? That much attention wasn't what I yearned for, so I clearly didn't do that. Besides, now I had a chance to be close to Mark for this one small moment when he couldn't run away from me. He called me, me, to be his rescuer.
Although I did feel awfully nauseous when I stood up, I was also craving for more broccolis that Jackson was now happily munching alone on the other hand. But, I also had the urge just to turn around and head home to get some sleep. And I liked all the options.
Yet, the thing I had to was to go and confront Mark in this school cafeteria, where people were hanging out between and before classes. I was going to be the head of all rumors today, it seemed. I couldn't care less, though since I was so confused with all these feelings and I just wanted to concentrate on one of them at a time.
What was wrong with me? Why was I acting so oddly complicated these days? I sighed dramatically before I finally started walking towards my destiny, Mark and her girlfriend that had set her fiery eyes on me.
"Hey." I said happily with an accidental smile that sneaked to my lips. Oh, holy cheesecake.. Did I just give myself away? I wanted to do slap myself and hard, but since the most perfect guy in the world stood in front of me, I only did it mentally.
I coughed awkwardly, trying to look calm and collected while he just looked like he'd burst out laughing right there, right in front of me.
"Yes? You had something you wanted to talk about?" I asked, giving my best with my second attempt. I was more focused now since every word that slipped through my mouth could be, and totally would be, used against me.
I could feel the million daggers that Jia sent to my direction with her piercing stare, sending jitters going around my body. I gulped hard, impatiently waiting for Mark's response that could, or could not save me.
"Did you know how to solve those math calculations we got yesterday?" He asked and pointed at me, while cocking his head slightly to the left. Damn.. Did you have to be so adorable? Wait, what? Math? He wanted to talk about math with me? Like, for real?
I started to panic since I had no idea what to answer to his questions, but I knew I couldn't stay quiet for a long time or I'd make myself seem like an total idiot. I already seemed like one in my own opinion, but maybe the others still disagreed. Not for long, I was afraid. Time was ticking.
"Yeah, I guess." I answered. It seemed like my outer appearance didn't show the panic I felt inside, and I surely was glad about that. Well... I did copy my math homework from Jackson, but that doesn't change a thing, right? He still needed me.
"Great. Help me." Mark stated simply after snapping his fingers in delight. Then he flashed one of those adorable smiles that distracted me from my thoughts in those few fatal seconds he actually showed it.
I was unable to move, but he threw his arm around my shoulder and dragged me away from the crowded canteen. I only regained my thoughts and the control over my body again when we were already far away from the crowd of people and he knelt down in front of me.
He. Knelt. Down. In. Front. Of. Me.
"What are you doing?" I hissed angrily whisked my head warily around our surroundings. Who knew what the others would think about this situation if it was seen. The school's most popular guy had knelt down in front of the infamous new victim of his girlfriend, the unfortunate nerdy girl, like he was about to propose!
But sadly, that wasn't what he was aiming for. He was only begging for mercy, clearly aware of the consequences that his actions got me in. Me, the unfortunate human being. Mark crossed his fingers and looked at me with apologetic eyes.
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What a mess
FanficA high school overrun by the most popular and maybe even the most hated students. You could be one of those 'rulers' if you hooked up with the popular boys. Yeah, ruling the whole school, what an awesome idea. Getting in the fights, separating figh...