Chapter Fifteen: Those Bitches "Why did you do that?" Brooke asks immediately after they get settled in the car. "Do what?" "Why'd you tell Cole that?" Brooke glares at Stephanie. Stephanie shrugs smirking. "I don't know. Just wanted him to know the truth, I guess." "Truth? What you exaggerated and FYI, nobody asked you for the truth," Brooke tells her gruffly. Stephanie bursts into laughter. "Payback is a bitch." "He'd think I'm head over heels for him," Brooke whines. "Aren't you? Suck it in," Stephanie retorts. "Bitch." Stephanie laughs, "You described yourself with the perfect word." Brooke narrows her eyes at her but starts smiling after some seconds. Stephanie's laugh is contagious. Then she remembers something and frowns. "Why did you run off in the morning?" Brooke inquires. "Run off? I didn't run off, I had to get to class." Stephanie scoffs. "Oh don't bullshit me, Steph. That's exactly what you did on Saturday." "No. It wasn't. I didn't wanna talk to him, ok
Chapter Sixteen: Brody! "Mum," Stephanie yells as she steps into the house. "I'm home." She saw her mum's car in the driveway so she's pretty sure she's home but she doesn't know about her dad. "I'm in here hun," her mum voices from the living room. She enters the living room to see her Mum reading a novel on the couch. "Hey, Sweetie. How was school?" Her mum asks. "Normal," she shrugs. "You wanna babysit?" "Really?" Her mum nods. "Sure. When? Who would I be babysitting?" Steph inquires. "Thursday and Friday after school. It's the daughter of my friend's neighbor," Her mum shrugs. "Okay, sure. I'm in. Would I go over or she'd be brought here?" Stephanie questions. "You'll be going there this time around. I'll get you the address." "Thanks. Where's Dad?" "He went out with some friends," she replies with her gaze still on the book. Stephanie nods and turns around to head to her room but hesitates. "Mum?" "Hmm." "What's going on?" Her mum sighs, clearly unhappy about
Chapter Seventeen: Detention Jason walks into a convenience store after school with the intent of buying potato chips. He's craving it seriously bad and there's none at home. He gets two packs. "Hi," a girlish voice says behind him. He turns around to see a blonde girl smiling at him. "Hey," Jason replies, returning the smile. She looks familiar. Very familiar, so he's trying to pinpoint where he knows her from. "Jason, right?" She asks. "Yeah," he looks at her thoughtfully before it clicks. Party, Chris, Piper. "You're Piper," he mutters. "Uh huh," her smile widens, happy to know that he finally recognizes her. It's a surprise to her that she didn't know him before and he is the best friend of the infamous Christopher Hayes she has been after. "How are you?" He inquires. "I'm good. You?" "Good too," Jason replies, shrugging. "Thanks for the other day," she smiles, appreciating him. "It was no big deal. You're welcome," she shrugs again. "Chris asked about you the next d
Chapter Eighteen: Twenty Questions Blake and his buddy leave the detention room, stomping their feet angrily. "I hate that guy," Blake says acidly. "Me too," his pal agrees. The reason they both despise Christopher so much is because of the number of girls attracted to him. He attracts girls like two magnets of unlike poles. It is as if girls worship him. One look at him and they're whipped- or at least they think they are. Also, guys wish they are him, and that annoys them a lot. Though neither of them will ever admit it. Silence takes over the room after their exit. After a few minutes, Chris breaks the silence. "Are you mad?" He asks, hoping she'd face him so he can see her facial expression. "Why would I be mad?" Steph answers with a question of her own, not bothering to face him. "I'm sorry," Chris sighs. "It's not your fault," Steph lies. Of course, she knows it's his fault. He's a man whore so any girl seen with him is automatically labelled a whore. "Whether you bel
Chapter Nineteen: Frozen Christopher walks into the house and shuts the door. "I'm home," he announces. He sights Emily on a couch watching TV after turning around. "Hey Em." He drops his backpack and sits beside her. She being engrossed on the TV, finally notices him. "Chris!" She exclaims and hugs him lightly. "What are you watching?" He smiles before turning to the TV. "Frozen," Emily replies with a grin. "Seriously? Haven't you watched it like a hundred times?" He groans. "No. I haven't. You're exa......" She trails off, forgetting the word. "Exaggerating," Chris chuckles. "Yeah, that." "Say it Em," Chris urges her. A frown appears on Emily's face as she tries to pronounce it. "Exa....." Chris begins to laugh. "Mum! Chris is being mean," Emily shouts. "You're lucky I love this movie," Chris huffs and crosses his arms childishly. "Chris?" He turns in the direction of the voice. "Hey Mum," he smiles and goes to hug her with a peck on the cheek. His Mum doesn't
Chapter Twenty: Babysitting "Hazel," Chris whispers from his seat behind her. She doesn't answer. "Psst," he pokes her with his pencil. Still no answer. He's been doing this for a while now, trying to get her attention. Stephanie isn't answering because she doesn't want another detention. Even though it would be nice to spite her mum, she still doesn't want it. She's sure Mr Sato, the Maths teacher wouldn't hesitate to give out detention. And there's the fact that he's still calling her Hazel which she has told him not to. So ignoring him it is. Mr. Sato ends the class as the bell rings and students begin to leave. Stephanie leaves too but not without Christopher on her trail. "Hazel," he calls as he follows her. She still doesn't answer or even spare him a glance. Why's she being so damn difficult? He wonders. He has never had this much trouble with a girl and it's frustrating. Stephanie who is still ignoring Chris begins to notice girls looking her way with confused expre
Chapter Twenty-One: I Like Her An hour later, Chris is done with basketball practice. He heads home and arrives some minutes later. Oh yeah, the new babysitter. The first thing he notices is that she doesn't have a car, or didn't come with one. He begins to hope she isn't yet another psycho. He prays she's different, if not, he'd make her quit one way or the other. He steps into the house and shuts the door. Immediately he steps into the house, he hears the sound of the TV. Frozen. She's watching Frozen with the babysitter. At least that's a good sign. He turns around. The first thing he notices is a mop of jet-black hair on the couch that has its back to the door. Why does that look so familiar? He asks himself. "Emily," he calls, walking further into the living room. Emily turns around on the couch on hearing her name and jolts out of the couch. "Chris," she hugs him. He hugs her back, smiling. He looks up at the new babysitter who has also turned around on the couch and he
Chapter Twenty-Two: Shrek "You won't believe this," Stephanie says to Brooke as they're standing in front of her locker. "What?" Brooke replies, shutting her locker to face her. "I'm babysitting Christopher's sister," Steph says. "Quit joking around Steph," Brooke scolds. "I'm serious, B. I went to babysit yesterday and found out it was Chris' little sister, Emily." Steph explains in a casual tone. "Oh my Gosh!" Brooke squeals. "This is a sign Steph. A fucking Sign," she grins. "Ah, geez!" Steph exclaims with a facepalm. "What sign?" "This is a sign that the universe wants you and Chris to be together," Brooke babbles. Steph groans unattractively and glares at Brooke. "Don't you see it? You're babysitting his sister. That means seeing each other more often and talking. Then boom - the feelings step in and then you're a couple. Holy Molly! This is great news," Brooke gushes to Steph's irritation. "You're insane," Steph tells her dryly. "You are too if you aren't seeing what