Chapter 3

Chapter 3 

Cheryl’s point of view 

It’s finally lunch break and my eyes scouted round the cafeteria for a familiar face before Sara and I settled down at our usual table close to a corner with our tray of lunch. 

“Who are you looking for?” Sara asked as she grabbed her juice bottle to open up. 

I haven’t told her yet about the guy who came up to me with an envelope and the stunt Noel pulled on him afterwards. 

The guy wanted back his envelope, but I told him I won’t be giving it back until I’ve read what’s written inside. So I told him to come take it back by lunch and now I’m eye searching for him. 

I don’t think he’s around. Thank God, because I haven’t read the letter yet. I brought out the envelope from inside my bag. 

“What’s that?” Sara asked the moment she saw it. 

“I was gonna skip maths class this morning, then some kid came up to me and gave this to me.” I showed her the enveloped. “I’m about to check out what’s written inside. Because tell me why Noel was beating up the kid after he saw him give me an envelope.” 

I stretched out the letter as I began reading through the content. 

My expression scrunched. It’s a confession. Love confession. The kid is in love with me. 

He started by complimenting my eyes, then my fashion sense and finally my personality. He ended his letter by asking me out on a date to watch my favorite movie because I’m apparently interesting enough for him to want to know more. 

I don’t know. This wasn’t getting to me. This isn’t cute. 

“What? What did he say in there?” Sara must have spotted my obvious irritation for her to grill out of curiosity. 

I hissed as I rough up the paper into a crumpled piece. “The stupidest love confession I’ve ever seen,” I responded to Sara, my tone partially harsh at what I read and at myself for expecting a lot from a nerdy kid and an envelope. 

He nearly lost his life giving me that envelope and it wasn’t even worth it. Rubbish. 

“Did Noel know he was giving you a love letter?” Sara questioned equivocally, her brows creased together. 

“I doubt. And if he does, why does it bother him? I’m telling you, you’d think that kid stole his money or something with the way he had him up against the wall and about to punch his guts out. If it wasn’t for the Principal, chances are the kid would be in a hospital bed right now,” I detailed for her to assess. 

Perhaps she could discern what I’m failing to grasp about what Noel did. 

“If I say what I think now, I might end up with a fork in my head.” Her head tilted as she rolled her eyes to make a knowing face. 

I glared at her, “Don’t even try it!” 

“I wasn’t. Listen I heard there’s going to be a party tonight at Jenna’s. Are you crashing? Heard Noel is gonna be there.” 

A devious smirk cracked through my face at the heard of Noel at a party. 

“Dan. One of his minions actually came up to invite me, which I thought was weird, and still is. But I guess I’d be crashing the party after all. Looks like Noel Williams has forgotten about his own rule to never attend a party or host one ever again. I’m gonna have to remind him of that.” 

“I don’t think you should go,” Sara said, her opinion a sudden punch in my head. 

I was already brainstorming ideas for the things I’d do to Noel tonight. 

“What do you mean?” I asked her with a raised brows. 

“I’m just saying. Isn’t it kinda suspicious how Dan would come invite you to a party that Noel, your arch nemesis would be attending? Safe to guess that they’ve had something planned for you, and it wouldn’t be as lenient as what you did to them. You need to think about it,” she explained herself and she made sense kind of. 

Noel began ditching parties and avoid hosting them because of me. If he’s gonna start attending parties again, he needs to teach me a lesson to put a fresh memory in people’s mind. 

However, I’m gonna attend that party. My mind is made up. 

Good thing I’m now a step ahead of him. I know he has something planned for me, I don’t know what or need to. I’m just going to have to be extra careful and trust nobody. 

On the other hand, I need to teach him a lesson for thinking it’s about time to go back on his rule to stop ditching parties. 

And I need to do better than what I did the last time. 

“Cheryl? Cheryl?!!!” Sara called out to me as I didn’t even realized I’ve zoned out from our conversation completely. 

I looked her expectantly. Why was she calling me? 

“Are you going to the party or not?” Her head shook alongside her words. 

“Going. I know Noel has a plan, it’s time to work on a plan of mine too. That party is going to be a memorable clash.” I grinned, menacingly. 

“What are you planning to do?” 

“I don’t know yet, but I have the rest of the day to figure it out. Well until eight, the party starts at eight.” 

“And whose party are you speaking to attend, freak?!” 

My eyes snapped close so I could drag in a peaceful breath long enough to deal with the bratty voice that just invaded my ears. 

I looked up to my side and there she was. Her two other clowns staged on her sides like the shadows they were. 

“Yours Jenna, yours. I’m attending your party, and if I were you. I’d be careful of how you treat me just before a party. I’d hate to let my reputation pick you as its newest victim,” I responded to her and watched as her courage whisked off. 

“I don’t care about your stupid reputation. I’m not scared of you or anything. I’m just here to warn you to stay away from Noel. I know you’ll be at this party so stay away from or you’ll be kicked out,” she said after a long silence, as though building back her guts. 

“If it makes you feel any better. The boy you’re worried about is not half as worried about you as he’s obsessed with me. Yeah I know that doesn’t make you feel better, but when have I ever wanted you to feel anything but small and miserable in front of me?” I asked her with a smile on my face. It was a rhetorical question, but her imploding face was answering for me. I stood up, my height towering few inches above her. 

She might be the queen bitch, but the sooner she learn not to block my path or pick on me, the better it is for her.

Her face just made me lose my appetite. 

“Let’s go Sara, we’ve got a major party plan to work!” I kept my gaze locked on hers while I muttered to my best friend. 

She just motivated me the more to turn that party into another mess of a party.