Annoying Adam

Deception Unveiled

I grinned flirtatiously at Adam when I saw him, walking into the lunch room. Giving him a small wave, I walked off into the lunch line. Stupid me had forgot to pack a lunch, and it wasn't extremely sexy to be seen shoveling chocolate into your mouth. I think. I have no clue what turned guys on, really.

I saw Angel sitting and gossiping with all of her friends. Apparently, over the weekend, some daring player hooked up with her and got down, got down. English translation: they did the dirty over the weekend, she preformed well, and now she got her reputation as top skank back.

"Hey," I heard a husky voice say from behind me. I allowed myself a small smile before turning to face him.

"Hi yourself." I pretended to drop my card for lunch, and bent over to get it. I waved my posterior in the air, and I heard Adam's sharp intake of breath. I actually thought I was pretty pathetic at this stuff. Maybe he saw something he liked. (Kudos to those of you who got the reference.) I straightened up, fixed my jacket, and got my lunch.

"I-I've got to go somewhere." He quickly excused himself, muttering something about a 'cold shower' and 'damn females'. I laughed quietly to myself. I went to sit down next to Anna, but I felt someone's eyes on me, and I surveyed the lunch room. Angel was watching me, one eyebrow raised. I quickly mirrored her expression, then stuck a chip in my mouth. Rolling her eyes, she looked away, and I giggled. I must have looked completely ridiculous, but I never really cared what image others had of me.

Lunch came and went, the minutes after my plan first went into action seeming like seconds. PE came and I went into the girl's locker room, clothes in hand. After changing, I locked my locker, not liking the chances my clothes had with a hateful, spiteful bish in the same class as me. I walked out, head up and lips closed. The note was on my mind, and I tried to push it out of there. I had to keep working on my plan. A momentary lapse could set me back, and I needed to keep plowing forward.

I was working on being sexy. I worked out, so I had a flat stomach and some nice abs, although they weren't as defined as I wanted them to be. I did some back-flips to show off my abs, as well as how flexible I was. I had no clue what this was doing to Adam, but Mr. Lawrence was eyeing me creepily again. I stopped immediately, and sat down on my spot. From then on, I was being as conservative as possible in PE. I didn't like the way his beady eyes were watching me.

PE was...interesting, as I tried to flirt with Adam (and failed) and tried to turn him on (not even worth mentioning how bad I was at that) while trying to be nun-like so Mr. Lawrence would leave me alone. Angel kept frowning as Adam missed the ball. Maybe I wasn't as bad at that as I thought I was.

By the time PE was over, I was sweaty and ready to go home. Unfortunately for me, there was one more class. Why couldn't I have been a bad girl and just ditched? Stupid, stupid me. But the teacher had already taken attendance, and was watching me as if he knew what was going through my head. He was speaking about something like country songs being love ones, and how females were lesser than men in the lower states. I heard the implied, And everywhere else too.

About 15 minutes into class, he said to me, "So, with that said, why don't you come up here and start singing something country Stacy? There's just enough time for any song you want, and then you can can critique her." Weeeelll fudge you too teach.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He knew exactly what my fidgeting hands and feet meant. And he was punishing me. But I went up to the front of the classroom. I was about to prove him wrong.

Mean as You by Sunny Sweeny was sounding pretty dang good to me right now. And, as that song popped up on the karaoke machine, I tapped it, and the song started playing.