Living High School to the Fullest (Completed)

BONUS CHAPTER: Chapter 9 from ?? POV

A/N: Ha! And you thought the story was over! Well, it is. Only it's not. ;)
What can I say? Your constant begging got to me. I'm still saying no to a sequel, but I figured to celebrate my one year anniversary here on wattpad, all you "Living High School to the Fullest" readers deserved a little something something. It's my anniversary and YOU get the gift. Crazy, huh? Yes, I'm nice like that.

I had mentioned that I was thinking about doing something like that on my Facebook page and people on there had the chance to vote from which character's point of view they would like to have this extra chapter written. And the winner is: Josh!!

I hope you guys like it. It was kind of weird writing from Josh's point of view at first, but in the end I really got into the groove. *dances along to her signature writing groove*

Well. Enough with the introductions. Enjoy.

(You guys holding me hostage can let me go now, okay? I did it. I wrote a chapter from Josh's point of view. But that's it. No sequel. Repeat after me: no sequel!)

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BONUS CHAPTER: Chapter 9 - Josh's POV

“So, when are you going to ask her out, Josh?” Nick asked me, nodding in the direction where Sarah and Emma were standing by their lockers and talking. I wondered when the girls would start laughing again. At some point they always did.
 
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said.

That was total crap and he knew it. Nick might be my best friend, but the last thing I needed was him to bug me all the time about Sarah. Okay, I could see his point. When he started dating Summer, I had been the one to tease him. I had told him that I had to approve of her. Like the girls always did when one of their friends started dating. First I was just kidding around, but in a way the logic behind it made sense. Every guy knows that if you really wanna make headway with a girl, you have to play nice with her best friend. It was only fair that we guys should approve of each other’s serious girlfriends as well. Hey, they were going to hang out with the rest of us a lot, right?

It wasn’t all that difficult to approve of Summer because she’s nice and pretty, no need to deny it, although she is way into make-up and fashion and stuff and giggles a bit too much which gets kind of annoying after a while; but I had let Nick sweat it a bit. There was no need to tell him right away that I thought Summer was okay. Not that he would have dropped her or something. He wasn’t a dick. But it would have made some things more complicated between us if I had thought Summer was an airhead. Teasing him had been fun. By the looks of it, he hadn’t forgotten about that.

“Bull.” Nick grinned. “The second Sarah said that she’s not dating Aaron, when she had lunch at our table, you snapped into extra happy mode. And you’re staring at her all the time now.”

I tore my gaze away from Sarah. Damn, when did I start looking at her again? I was turning into a creepy stalker.  “Extra happy mode? Summer really did a number on you. You talk like a cheerleader.” I put my right hand on his shoulders and lowered my voice. “You know I have your back, no matter what, right? Wanna quit football and switch teams? I bet their uniform would look good on you. You always had a thing for skirts.”

“You’re so full of it.” Nick pushed my hand off his shoulders and I chuckled.

At the same time, familiar laughter filled the air. Yep, Sarah and Emma. I liked that they never seemed to care what others think about them. Most girls are too self-conscious to really laugh out loud. And their laughter is infectious as hell.

“Man, stop smiling!” My friend shook his head. “And you’re staring at her again. You have it bad.”

I didn’t deny it. There wasn’t a point, really, because it was true. It all had started last year when we had to work together for an English project. Yeah, I know, lame way to meet a girl. Set up by a teacher. In school. And it wasn’t like I hadn’t known Sarah before. She had been in some of my other classes. But she had always been hanging out with her friends and our paths never really crossed before that project.

And although it was kind of a stupid project, I had tons of fun. I’ve never had so much fun on a school project before. Sarah really was something else. Never afraid to say whatever she has on her mind. I was surprised to find out that she is pretty sarcastic in a very laid back way. Easy to hang out and goof around with. Not to mention hot in that not too obvious girl-next-door thing she has going on. Too bad that she didn’t really live next door.

Whoa, retreat, Josh. Creepy stalker mode seems to get out of hand.

I had thought I really was over my little crush on her, but Nick was right. It must have been more self-protective thinking on my part because I had been convinced that she and Aaron were dating. And now that I knew that she was single, it was all BAM! Crush back, a thousand times bigger than before, and I couldn’t help but wonder: what if?

Hm. Time for a little reality check.

Symptoms: Creepy stalker and sappy fool all rolled into one.

Diagnosis: I did have it bad.

“C’mon, lover boy, let’s walk over there so you can have another little meaningful chat with her about which you can all gush in your diary tonight,” Nick said and slapped me on my shoulder. “Because that’s all you’re gonna get until you grow some balls and ask her out.”

I shoved him. “Nick, we both know you’re the only one here with a diary. I bet it’s pink and glitters. Oh, or maybe it matches your cheerleader uniform?”

Nick chuckled. “In your dreams, Josh. In your dreams. Now do you wanna keep on talking about glitter and shit or put your stealthy Ninja skills to use and spy on her?”

Sad to say, but I hardly ever needed Ninja skills when it came to Sarah. She was totally oblivious to me most of the time, all wrapped up in her clique of friends. Sometimes I was convinced that a bomb could go off right next to her and she wouldn’t even blink an eye. But then there were the times when all her focus was on me. Good times. Really good times. That’s when I keep thinking that maybe we could be more than the casual sort-of friends we were at the moment.

Truth? I was scared. I did ask her out once before and she blew me off, acting like it was no big deal. It had crushed my ego quite a bit, no lie, but I got over it. It’s just, ever since that happened I got to know her even better, and I wasn’t too sure how I would handle it a second time around. Rejection sucks.

Yeah, I was a wuss. And Nick was right. Time to man up. Winner takes it all, right?

We stopped a few feet away from the two girls. Close enough to hear every single word they said. And yes, they both didn’t pay any attention to us at all. As usual.

 “Do you think all the cheerleaders will be there?” Sarah asked.

“I guess so. I bet they are all going to wear bikinis,” Emma said, rummaging through her bag. That girl was always in motion, like a wind-up toy that never unwinds.