Chapter 2: Sneak out and Make out
A month has passed for school and nothing much had happen. Tons of homework, still with Chris, and Nicolas has actually been avoiding me. Well, make sense since Chris had a "talk" with him. He wouldn't tell me what he said or what went down. I try not to let it bother me; but there's times where I'd almost demand to know what he said. But I don't.
Chris and I relationship has been the topic of the grade since he's very popular and I'm- well- I'm just me. Though, every girl has been jealous of me and every guy chants Chris on.
But anyway, our prep rally we have every year the day of the homecoming game was today. And I was apart of the band with my bass guitar.
When I finish my lunch, I tell Chris that I'm heading to the band room to help our band director take some drum sets and such to the highschool gym. Before I walk away, he stands up and pulls me close, hugs me, and sticks something in my back pocket. I give him a questioned look while he smirked and mouths 'just read it'. I roll my eyes jokingly and head out of the lunch room.
The band room wasn't that far so I just waltz there. When I get there, I see the band director who happens to be Mr. Eargle. I simply ask him what I had to do. When he did, I got started.
I grab by bass case and a stand to get myself ready.
I noticed that most of the things were already by our part of the bleachers. Thankfully the amp was there, so I turned my bass on, tuned, then helped Kyle set up the snare and bass drum.
After 20 minutes, I finally had a break. Taking advantage of this time, I grabbed the note from my pocket and read it.
'DearAlex,
DoyouknowhowluckyIamtohaveyou? Youprobablydon't. Shameonme, Imustsay.
Iknowyouhavetoperformwiththebandfortheassembly, but Iwashopingyou'dsneakoutforat least 10 minutes? IgottatellyousomethingandIjustwanttoshowyousomething. Ifyouagreewiththis, aftertenminutesoftheassemblystarting, gotothewingwiththestaircasenoonegoesbyduringtheseperiods. Hopeyoucanmakeit ;)
Love, C'
I got a little confused but decided to do it. Maybe he wants to finally tell me what he said to Nicolas. Never know unless I go.
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People started to flood in the high school gym around 1:40. People who played sports were in groups of the sport they played. Cheerleaders pumped up the crowd with their cheers(which, to me, makes me want to shoot either myself or someone) and then there's the band, playing when we got the chance.
I love the marching band, I really do. But we don't get enough regination like the others. Like come on, once a summer we have to work our asses off in 90° weather!
I was broken out of my mental rant when they got everyone calmed down and started to announce the teams and such. Perfect.
I got up and ask Mr. Eargle if I could use the restroom. He said yes, so with that, I snuck out of the noisy gymnasium and went to where I was heading: the special spot where people always go to do anything. Pretty stupid to have that little spot, considering a girl got pregnant there.
Turning my head behind me to make sure no one is following me, I bump into a body. I prepared the impact of falling, but strong arms caught and gave me balance to stand on my own. And I knew who is was due to the cologne they're wearing.
Nicolas.
We just stood there awkwardly. Wonder what's going through his mind since I couldn't read his eyes. There was a barrier covering his emotions. I felt a ping of guilt knowing I probably did that, but I pushed that aside.
"I gotta get back to the thing. Next time, observe your surroundings, Alex," Nicolas mumbled, walking away. I turn my direction at him walking down the hall. I was speechless; he never simply called me Alex unless he was pissed or very serious. Even when we were on bad terms on the past, he'd still call me something else.
Shaking my head to get out of my thoughts, I started to move my feet forward. When I got to that staircase where Chris told me to meet him, I see him sitting on the stairs, smirking.
"Hey," he said standing up, walking towards me.
"Hey." He grabbed me by the waist and led me so my back was against the wall under the stairs. He started to kiss me deeply, then trails down my jaw line to my neck. I gently pushed him off and asked what he wanted to tell me.
"Whatever Nicolas tells you or anyone-period- don't listen to them. I'd never do those things to you. You're different, and I want this to last," he spoke, a little too harshly. Before I could speak, he started to kiss me-deep and hard. His tongue grazed my bottle lip, asking for entrance. I went along with it.
His hands traveled my body, causing my breath to hitch. Soon enough, his hand goes under my shirt. I let out a small moan.
"Chris," I whispered. I didn't feel comfortable. Especially since its in the school.
I pushed him off gently.
"What's your deal?" He snarled.
"I'm not ready. So when you decide to take things slow, contact me," I said.
I walked down the hallway, thinking what he meant.
'I'dneverdothattoyou.'
'You'redifferent.'
'Don'tlistentothem.'
Those words sprung in my mind. And not only that, but I felt really uncomfortable. I never saw that side of Chris. At least not towards me.
I then finally made it back to the gym, seeing that nobody really noticed me being gone for long. Whatever.
I grab my camera, turned it on, and looked through it. I saw Nicolas looking at me-he knew what I was doing.
He put his hand up covering his heart and gave me the saddest looks I've ever seen on a human being. A tear slid down my cheek as I took the picture.
I then examined the picture: perfect, strong, and yet, depressing. And made me wonder: what really happened?
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Sorry if this chapter sucked. I just wanted to get it done!
But I promise-pinkie promise!-that soon this story should get going. Won't take ages, but you can't jump into the story without climax.
Anyway, hope you'd read more! Might get the next chapter up tomorrow or the next day.
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