Chapter 3
I walked down the hall. A little faster than I normally do, in attempt to lose joe in the crowd now heading toward the cafeteria. “Hey Crystal wait up!” I heard someone call after me. I decided to turn around when I heard Katie’s voice instead of Joe’s.
“Hey” I sighed looking around me. Maybe he did get lost in the crowd. I thought looking around to see no one there. I mean it was majorly cute that he was hooked onto me. If that is what you wanted to call it, but you have to admit, it is totally creepy. Katie flipped her long brownish red hair over her shoulder. She had the most beautiful hair I had ever seen. I often found myself staring at it, just wishing I could change the color of mine. But I really do love my hair. It’s what makes me, me. Well let’s stay on topic now. We slowly but surely made our way to the café and sat down at our usual table by the big windows. We liked to watch the clouds as we ate. I know weird huh?
Halfway into our conversation on what we thought about our crazy Language arts teacher, we were interrupted by none other than Joe himself. I rolled my eyes as he sat down on the right side of me. I caught Katie’s gaze. She raised an eyebrow at me and I knew right away she was talking about Joe. “I’ll tell you about it later” I whispered to her as I took another bite of my sandwich. Joe didn’t really say much, I mean he said a couple of things but Katie and I were in our own little world.
“So, I’ll talk to you later?” asked Joe as the bell rang, signaling that lunch had just ended.
“Yea, most definitely” I said just trying to make him happy and get him off my back. We parted our separate ways. I went to art class, and he went to health class. I was glad I had art, because it was the one thing I couldn’t screw up at. I got a set of paints and began to work on my easel. I cringed as I heard her voice. Her name was Dominique. She was probably the most popular girl in school.
“So, Crystal, I saw you and that new kid hanging out today.” She began. Usually I would just walk away because she normally didn’t have anything good to say but I didn’t know what she was getting at so I didn’t get pushy.
“What about it?” I asked, I just kept painting as if I didn’t really care what she had to say, but the truth was I was so compelled to listen, so interested in what she had to say about this kid I had only known for 6 hours.
She tossed her curly brown hair behind her back. “Well If you must know, he and I were meant to be together so just back off” she said enunciating “back off”
I just rolled my eyes at my easel. There is no way I would care what she said. I didn’t even like this kid, he was just a pain in my as.s and I hope that one day he would find that out. Let me repeat myself so I get this clear out to you. I don’t NOT nor will I ever have feelings for Joe! Dominique and her ‘possi’ walked away in a stampede of heels clicking the tiled floor below.
The bell rang for the end of the day and I made my way back upstairs to get my bag out of my locker. “Finally I’m not being stalked” I sighed to myself happy with the time I would have alone to myself on the long bus ride home. I sat in one of the seats in the front and turned on my ipod. My favorite song in the whole world blasted through the speakers. I could block out anything I wanted with just one touch of a button. Ya gotta love technology these days.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I snapped my eyes open to see Joe’s face over mine. He was leaning over my seat. Aka he was sitting in back of me. I gasped as I saw him there. Maybe this kid WAS a stalker out to get me. I thought taking out my ear buds and putting them safely back into my purse. “Uh, hey?” I said, Looking back at him. He gave me a genuine smile and my “lovey” feeling for him flooded back to me. That is until he got off at my bus top, then my “stalker radar” began to go berserk.
