The first three classes of the school day was pure torture. I couldn't stand the fact that I had four eyes on me, two belonging to Shane and two belonging to Channing. That dude-Channing-was literally getting on my nerves because he wouldn't leave me alone. I had told him that Shane and I were mates, shouldn't that be enough to make him switch his looks to someone else? Apparently not.
The only thing that was keeping me from going insane was the smile on Shane's face whenever I held his hand or gave him a hug. His beautiful smile was enough-along with the gleaming look in his eyes. Whenever we had to stop at our lockers, Shane would ramble on and on about how he hated the way Channing looked at me. After reassuring him for what seemed like a million times that I liked him and not Channing, he wrapped me in a big bear hug.
Lunch finally came and I could finally pay attention to my rumbling stomach. Shane and I walked into the Cafeteria, hand in hand.
"What do you want to eat?" He asked.
"Just get me whatever you're eating. I could eat anything." I answered.
"Okay." He smiled at me. "Why don't you go outside and save me a seat?"
'Sure." I gave him a wink before I released our hands and took a step towards the exit sign.
I was so close to getting outside when I heard someone call out my name. When I turned around, the one and annoying Channing was taking steps towards me. I had already stopped to look at him so making a run for it wasn't an option.
"Oh, look who the devil created." I whispered.
"I heard that." He winked at me as he came closer, stopping less than a foot away from me. The way he was standing with his hands tucked into his front pockets was enough to get any girl spinning in her head and thinking about everything perfect that he was. Perfect hair, smile, eyes, jokes, thoughts, clothes. Perfect everything. Unfortuntuely for him, I wasn't a normal girl that he was going to have to flash some smile at. I already had perfection-who went by the name of Shane-and I wasn't planning on giving him up.
"What do you want?" I asked, rudely, crossing my arms over my chest. I glanced over to see where Shane was standing in the lunch line, already looking impatient. I almost chuckled but I stopped myself so that Channing wouldn't think that I was giving him any satisfaction.
"I can't just stop and talk to a friend?" He asked, a smirk playing on the corner of his lips.
"If you want to do that then I suggest you go somewhere else. I don't see any of your friends around here." I backfired. Bringing his right hand out of his pocket, he placed it over where his heart should have been but I was close to the point of thinking that he had no heart. Just a black hole, sucking in every victim-girl-that it could manage
"I'm hurt. Honestly." He chuckled a bit as if he found that funny but I, on the other hand, found no humor in his actions.
"Good, my good deed for the day is done." I smirked at him and then turned around to leave but no sooner did I turn away, that he had a grip on my arm and was turning me back around.
"You do know that if Shane saw what you were doing that there would be a full on brawl out here in the middle of the cafeteria, don't you?" I asked as I released my grip from him. He wasn't going to be touching me and getting away with it. Shane or myself would have some select words to say about that.
"You do know that I already told you that I could care less. That surely didn't stop me from going into your room yesterday and that surely didn't stop me from talking to you right now." He stepped forward and closed the distance between us in two steps. His face was barely inches from mine and that smile on his face wasn't doing anything to help the anger that was boiling up in the pit of my stomach.
