Clueless (Warning: Rubbish book!)

"Wait what" Chapter 24

"Aaron isn't here again? God, how are you coping Jemma? Are you worried?" Ryan asks, god, these guys don't even know what's really up and yet they still ask such stupid questions.

"Why on the centre of Timbuktu would I be worried?" Honestly though, why would I be worried?

Erm excuse me Jemma, you were the one who was crying buckets.

Who is talking to you?

Ryan, Lily and Courtney roll there eyes in unison.

"Honestly,
This girl,
How clueless!"

I roll my eyes now. "You are the clueless folks. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to get to math." I say, grabbing my math book and slamming my locker shut.

"That must be so lonely seeing as Aaron sits next to you and he isn't here." Courtney says, sympathetically.

Please hun, Jemma don't need no sympathy.

"I am so not lonely, Lily is in the same class on me. Come on, Lil." I say, grabbing her wrist and dragging her to our next class. Lily keeps gesturing 'She has gone mad' and 'help me' signs to Ryan and Courtney but they just laugh.

"You have realised you like him, though, right?" Lily asks me, once the immature buffoon has calmed down.

"As if. We've got a pop quiz today, so test me." I respond, desperate to change the topic.

"That's what the pop quiz is for and Jemma Newman, do not change the topic!" For an immature buffoon she is quite fast, but then again kids are fast.

Before she can say anything else we are at our class and I rush to my seat, Lily looks downright frustrated but what can I say....too lazy to think of something to say so...what can't I say...whoops.

I open my maths textbook and turn to page 394.

I do the work set while humming and the amount of times people have said shut up and stop buzzing and your such a bee, well I just don't care.

Hey, two more songs that I've started humming, forget humming I'm going to start singing, I will combine the two songs.

"I doooon't care, feel so goooood, no, I don't care, I don't care and it feels so good to say I swear that I don't care and oooooh ooooh ooooh I really don't care ooooh ooooh Oooh I really don't care, even if the stars and moon collide, I never want you back into my life!" If they thought my humming was bad, well I just took it up to the next level.

**Clueless**

"Mum, I'm home!" I scream, lunging my bag off my shoulder and throwing it on the couch. 

"Make yourself at home why don't you." Mum says, stating the obvious.

"That's what I'm doing, keep up." I say, grabbing the tv remote and flicking through the channels.

"No you don't. I've got dibs on the telly, It's the final of X Factor." Mum argues and I give her the remote, ever since Stereo Kicks, Lauren Platt and Only the young got eliminated I gave up on the show altogether. "I've betted a fiver that Ben takes it home." I roll my eyes, completely not interested.

I go up to my room, thinking what should I do? There are endless possibilities.
- Watch camp rock

-Watch high school musical

-watch Avatar

-do my homework

Yeah I'm ruling the last one out. The rest are just watching stuff and I'm not in the right mood to watch stuff if you know what I mean.

Let's just think about stuff...Aaron.

Why does he pop into my head. My phone rings and it's Aaron.Think of the devil and the devil appears.

Or calls...

Why is the devil calling?

I think I'm about to be possessed.

Let us all hold hands and pray...

"Hello Jemma. I just wanted to say something... you are the sun and I'm the moon."

Wait what.

"Your the words so I'm the tune."
I need to reply to this.
"Aaron stop. Just shut up."

"Aah, Jemma if your the heart then I'm the beat."

"Shut. Up."

"Somehow together we are just complete."

I hold my breath waiting for the next poetic sentance.

"Fooled ya! You really believed me didn't you! Ha!"

"No I didn't so shut up you son of a filing cabinet."

I actually did believe him though, could Ryan and Lily and Courtney be right?

No way.

Whoever heard of someone that isn't named Jemma Newman, be right?

"Come outside in an hour, ok?" Aaron says and them he hangs up before I can say no.

I skype Courtney and tell her. 

"Jemma Newman! Admit it you were head over heels when Aaron said those poem thingies and you are excited to be meeting him in an hour!"

Ok I admit it, I do kinda-kinda like him.

"I'm not admitting anything."

Honestly though, if I do, I must be crazy because Aaron is soooooo annoying!