Chapter four

When I heard her response, I looked at the seat they were sitting on and of course, he was gone and he sent this bitch to do his work for him. I must say I’m glad he found someone else to fill in for him but he really had bad taste for sending her to me. I stood up and she smiled, “good girl, now follow me,” she turned and that was when I saw two other girls with her.

“Why do I need to follow the ugly duckling?” I saw her stop immediately and if it was action movies, they are going to play the sound of a plane taking off to match with her expression, “I don’t look like a duck do I?”

“What did you just say?” She turned to ask.

“Perhaps the ugly duckling is not only ugly but also dumb?” I raised an eyebrow.

She laughed, “I think I underestimated you, do you have any idea who I am?”

“If worse comes to worse, you will be the captain of the cheerleading team, there is nothing new there.”

“You are smart, at least you answered correctly but you also missed something else, I am the school bea and everybody respects me and what’s more? I’m also the girlfriend of the school beau, so the least you can do is be happy that I’m even talking to you which I wouldn’t have done if not that he begged me to,” she announced, flying her hair side to side as she spoke. So typical.

I rolled my eyes, “fine, thank you for the introduction and to free you from your supposed work, I don’t need touring, I can manage very well on my own, so thanks no thanks.”

She laughed again along with her girls, “Could it be that you are like this because Adrian isn’t the one to guide you? I’m sure you must have been imagining how to drool on him but too bad,” she took a step closer, “you know what, I’m going to let today pass because, one, you are new and two, you don’t know he is mine. Now that you do, don’t you dare have any ideas, you can spy on him from afar and day dream about him which after all, that’s all you would be doing, but when you try to talk to him, you are going to answer to me, ask your loser of a friend how I work,” she pointed at Christy who only bowed her head and she left with her friends.

“What the hell is that all about?” I asked no one in particular.

“That’s Stacy Wood, like you said, she is the captain and is the only girl that can approach Adrian. Her father owns the biggest car wash in town and also, the principal is her uncle,” Christy filled in.

I nodded in understanding, “I see, so she is really this Adrian guy girlfriend?”

“Actually, nobody can tell. Adrian has never told anyone that she is his girlfriend and neither had he denied whenever she claimed to be.”

“He doesn’t let any other girl approach him?”

“Not really, Stacy is the one who prohibits girls from approaching him. Adrian on the other hand talks to whoever he wants and sometimes he would even invite himself to any girl’s table and have lunch with her, but the end part is always scary.”

“Why is that?”

“Because Stacy will fight the girl, mostly beating her up. The last girl he did that to, she made her drink from the toilet with everybody watching. Her friend, Arianna, made a video and uploaded it on the school website, which means everybody, including the teachers got to watch it. She was later summoned to the principal’s office but just like everybody expected, nothing serious happened, she was just told to apologize to the girl and that was the end.”

“Hmm, because her uncle is the principal?”

“Exactly, ever since then, no girl no matter how much they are crushing on Adrian allows him to sit with her. They mostly just get up and leave the table for him,” Christy added.

“Then what did Adrian do, you know, about that other girl.”

“Nothing, he didn’t even talk to Stacy about it or even approached the girl again. Though the girl claimed that he apologized to her but no one believed her because Adrian didn’t bother to agree to it when he was asked by Stacy in front of everyone.”

“I see, he is even worse than I thought,” I implied.

“And also dreamy,” I heard her whisper in infatuation and I rolled my eyes, “and to add more to it, he is the school’s bad boy.”

“And you like him because of that?”

“Who doesn’t like a bad boy?” She asked me.

“I don’t,” I answered, “I prefer putting them in their place.”

“Like you did Kevin? You know he is going to get back at you for that.”

“When he does, I will be waiting.”

“Oh, I know I like you,” she beamed, “do you think we can be friends?”

“I don’t see why not,” I smiled.

“Oh thank you thank you thank you,” she hugged my arm, hopping up and down, “what class do you have next?”

“English.”

“Me too,” she shrieked, “but we need to hurry though, Mrs. Meyers don’t like latecomers.” Grabbing my arm, she pulled me with her into a run.