So much for non-constant updates huh? After you read this you'll understand.
At this rate, updates will be daily...yay.
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8-19-13
"Don't sit down yet!" Ms. A announced when we walked into the classroom.
"I'm setting up a seating chart. I'll call out a number and a name. Desks are numbered."
I sighed and impatiently waited for my seat number.
"Kevin! Number 1."
I gulped.
I had such a bad feeling that she was going to-
"Seat 2, Selena."
Everyone had a reaction. Because everyone knew that this would be the seat to watch for entertainment.
My eyes bulged out.
Code red! Houston we have a big f*cking problem!
"Jesus." Kevin said playfully.
"Trust me I was thinking the same thing." I rolled my eyes and sat down.
But in the back of my mind I was kind of excited I got to sit by him.
Maybe more for the chapters it would bring but, who knows what'll happen? You never know with us.
I sat down.
I pulled out my One Direction comp book.
He looked at me. God I melt under those brown eyes.
"You're not going to say anything?"
"Huh?" He asked.
"You're not going to say anything?"
"No?" He looked confused.
Whatever. Be a bitch.
"Write what you did this summer." She told us.
Great.
I went to Elitches with Student Council. I also saw my best friend Scar.
What else did I do?
Planned a book out about the boy to my left and all the bitches behind me. But that's not nice to say.
I sat there huffing and sighing in frustration as I had no third sentence.
"What's wrong?" Kevin asked.
"I can't think of a third sentence. I literally have no life."
My little cousin was born? No...
I've been obsessing over Teen Wolf every freaking Monday? Not worth the insults.
I groaned and placed my head on my desk.
"Why don't you just do a concluding sentence?"
I snapped my head up.
"You're brilliant." I smiled and jotted down a closing sentence.
"I know." He smiled cockily.
You just can't compliment this guy.
If I told him something like I love you he'd probably reply with an "I love me too."
I roll my eyes just thinking about it.
"Okay who's going first?"
After an awkward minute of silence she chose Alina.
Alina read hers aloud.
"Now pick someone."
"Umm...Selena."
F*ck you blondie.
"And you were just about to get away without talking." Ms. A laughed.
I quickly said mine.
"Now pick someone."
"Kevin." I turned my head smugly.
"Ugh like ha okay." He responded.
He talked about some PGA golf tour, professional help, and hanging out with friends.
"Come up and get your book and a folder." Ms. A said.
One thing I hate about this lady other than she's making us do work all the time, she was the mother of a bitchy cheerleader. Bleh. Like a Dance Mom on steroids.
That's saying something.
Kevin went up.
I shrugged in my seat for a moment.
"Aren't you supposed to have a folder?" I pointed out.
"Oh." He got back up.
This gave me a second to process my thoughts.
Holy hell. Screw the chapters imagine how much trouble I'll be in!
Great...
Kevin walked by me, pulling out his shirt and snapping it back multiple times.
I laughed.
"Can you smell me?" He asked, sitting down.
Yes, you still wear the cologne that I'm convinced makes me high. In a good, lovestruck, way.
"No." I replied.
"Well." He started popping his shirt more.
Stop that.
I laughed and shoved him away.
I turned to my side.
"Hondo! Are you excited about tonight?" I asked.
"Huh....Oh!! Dude yeah!"
"What is it?" Kevin interrupted.
"Teen Wolf." I shooed him off.
"That's a chick show."
"It is not!"
"Is too."
"No because Hondo watches it and- that doesn't help me case at all." I laughed.
He joined in with me, agreeing.
"Well it's still not a chick show." I stated.
"Yeah it is."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah like I watch stuff like The Dome and yeah."
"Well I'm more of the suffer in silence, fantasy type." I shrugged.
"Suffer in silence?"
Has this guy never seen twilight? Probably not. It's a chick show >.<
"Yeah like be freaking out because you're-"
"Yeah I know." He nodded.
"So...what is the dome?" I asked.
"Oh! It's like this show where this like shield comes over this town and like- people have no idea why."
I think I've heard of that..
"Oh yeah like a clear thing goes over and they can't get out?" I understand.
"Yeah." He nodded. "You?" He asked.
Is it possible to stare into someone's eyes forever? I swear we had the best eye contact ever. Like we never looked around. Not anywhere else but each others brown eyes. And I loved it.
"I like stuff that has a purpose or message. But Teen Wolf for purely entertainment."
Shows I watched like Switched at Birth I learned sign language. Awkward was a totally high school guide for me. AKA, purpose.
"Well the Dome has a purpose." He laughed.
"No. It's entertainment."
"No it's not it has a purpose."
"No it doesn't."
"Ms!"
Oh he did not just pull the teacher card!
"Hm?"
"She says that the Dome doesn't have purpose but Teen Wolf does!"
"No I didn't! I said Teen Wolf is for entertainment which is what the Dome is!"
"Oh. Well...Ms. which is better Teen Wolf or the dome?" He asked.
What a blonde.
"I've never watched Teen Wolf but I do watch the Dome."
"Ha!" Kevin turned to me.
"No because she's never seen it! Don't knock it till you watch it." I pointed out.
"Whatever it's still a chick show."
"No it's not!" I groaned.
Let it go Selena. You're both too stubborn to admit anything.
Kevin looked around.
"Oh! I don't see this." He smiled widely and picked up my One Direction comp book.
"That's why I said 'you're not gunna say anything?' earlier."
"Oh well I didn't see it." He smiled.
"That's Harry Styles and his cute face." He pointed.
I laughed. Just because he's hotter than you.
"Yes that is Harry Styles."
"Yeah that's the dude my sister talked to."
"Yeah, I know." I nodded.
He gave me my comp book back.
He looked at me before flinging my number from my desk off the desk.
"Why'd you do that?" I looked at him.
He laughed loudly.
I huffed and picked it up using my foot and hand.
I set it back.
He put his hand over it.
"Don't you-" he flung it off, cutting off the point of my sentence.
"You're an ass." I said quietly, shaking my head.
I leaned over his desk.
"No wait-" I flung off his number as well.
"Oh. For a second there I thought you were going to push off my books." He said in relief.
"Oh that's a good idea-" I began to sit up more but he protested.
Yeah like I'd want to start a temper tantrum with him anyways.
"Ugh I just wanna move. Haha." He groaned.
Everyone found it amusing but I found it kinda rude. Everyone hates me as is thank you asshole.
"I put you by him," Ms. A said, placing a hand over mine. "because I didn't think you would speak to him." She laughed.
Oh Ms. you have no idea. I'd probably make out with his face if I got the chance despite my lack of kissing experience...
What? Just because I'm fourteen and I haven't kissed anyone?
Who's going to judge? 11 year olds that have had twenty boyfriends and had sex already? I think not.
"Dude look at these mosquito bites! They're like eating me up." Kevin said examining his arms.
I resisted to say, "My grandfather tells me they bite you a lot because you're so sweet."
But instead I said, "Ouch."
Nice move.
"Yeah they hurt like crazy like they never bite me." He shook his head, examining his tan arms. Oh sweet god.
Well someone got sweet over the summer I guess?
"Look at these." He pointed to numerous mosquito bites.
I nodded and hummed in response.
Soon everyone started doing their 'I like's' again.
"And baseball." Tana finished.
"And Kevin's face." Kevin whispered.
Self centered much?
"Not everyone likes your face." I told him.
"Well no one likes your face." He retorted.
"Not true!"
"Oh yeah who likes your face?" He laughed.
"My mom!"
"You-" he cut himself off with his own laughter.
"Your mom? Really?" He said in between fits of laughter.
Much more people but my mom seemed like a Gibby moment with, 'My mom thinks I'm awesome!' saying.
Hondo went up.
"...and Teen Wolf. And no it's not a chick show Kevin."
"Hm!" I smirked at Kevin.
He rolled his eyes.
The bell finally rang to signal the end of class.
Esh was that a class.
***
Twenty minutes. That's how long I've been trying to figure out this equation in my hand.
To every equation there is a graph, chart, and situation.
I walked around Kevin numerous times. He said we weren't in a group which in a way I was relieved of.
Most people were sitting with their group.
Heather and I were together. Great group already.
I looked at Ivy's.
"I think we're together." I told her.
"Oh okay. I'm with Kevin."
You're so kidding me?
"Yup you guys are together." Ms. Davis said, telling Ivy, Heather, and I.
"So who's at out table?" Kevin asked Ivy.
"Them." She pointed to us.
"What? I have to sit by you again?" He looked at me.
Thanks for taking asshole 101 see you tomorrow.
"Ms! How long do we have to sit in these seats?" Kevin asked.
"Until the chapters over. A couple weeks."
WEEKS?! DOES SHE NOT KNOW THIS GUY IS LIKE-
"We're like enemies. And sometimes friends. We're frienemies." Kevin laughed.
"More like enemies." with benefits.
I added mentally.
It was true.
And to make matters better, I'm the only brunette at my table..yippe.
***
'Make I should just ignore him tomorrow? Lie and say I'm not in the mood for him?' I texted Scar.
'Na'
'Why na?'
'Idk'
'But gah! I don't feel like being out down by him'
'Idk man.whatever you want' I can practically see her shrugging.
'Ignoring it is.'
Tomorrow, Kevin's getting the silent treatment.
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So much for slow updates right? I'm exhausted. Sitting with that ass makes you tired and stressed out.
Btw family drama just hit a times 100 so updates will be when I can thanks guys. Xx