It was all surreal.
"Hey girls," Chase said when we were already in arm's length. "What are you up to?"
"Nothing important," Gwen answered. "We were just about to head to the library."
"Oh okay," he said. "See you later. Gotta go to where the chicks are at."
He bid us goodbye and immediately ran off towards the opposite hall. I simply rolled my eyes at his silliness.
"That guy is so silly," Gwen muttered, echoing my thoughts. "It's no wonder every girl is at his feet."
I smiled, secretly agreeing with Gwen. Chase's charisma was just incomparable. I mean, it got the majority of the female populace here begging for his attention. Including me. I guess I was just a lot less obvious than they were.
But that didn't change the fact that I was sort of liking him too.
Hi. I was wondering... will you be the Sally to my Jack?
I stifled a grin at the cheesy note. If I've accurately counted all the ones I received, the number would amount to 54 already.
I would admit, I was starting to fall for this anonymous letter-sender. I didn't even know it was possible to like someone you don't even know. All I know is that I've been anticipating every note day after day, like my life was depending on it.
At first, I wasn't aware of the effect it brought upon me. It was until later when I realized how the gesture seemed to inflame romantic feelings in me. A tiny part of me was telling me that whoever was sending these letters, it was someone I already knew. It was hard to believe, but that's what my gut says.
"Hey." I looked up upon hearing the voice and saw Dave Thurman smiling down at me. I remembered him as one of Zach's friends and teammates.
"Oh, hi there," I answered meekly. The way he was staring at me was making me feel uncomfortable.
"What's up?" He asked, still smiling. "Are you busy?"
I shook my head. "Actually, I was just getting my books for my next class."
To my surprise, he scooped the books from my arms and held it in his. "What's your next class? Let me walk you there."
"Uh, social science," I answered. "But it's okay, you don't have to do that."
"But I want to," he said, a lopsided smile on his face. "And besides, this is my chance to talk to you."
I blushed after hearing his words. Having left with no choice, I started to walk, Dave following suit.
"So, you and Zach aren't together anymore, right?" He asked, all of a sudden, when we were walking side by side.
I was pretty sure he knew that already but I nodded anyway.
"So, that means you're single?"
I nodded again.
A few students were throwing glances at us, making me feel awkward.
"That's good," he said, sounding hopeful. "Now I've got a chance to get to know you. Actually, I've been interested with you eversince but Zach got ahead of me and dated you so I didn't push through."
His confession made me blush. Dave Thurman was hot and popular. That's why it got me wondering why he was giving me a time of his day.
"So, if you' won't mind, I'd like to ask you out sometime?"
At that, my heart pounded suddenly. Was he the one sending me the love notes? It couldn't possibly be him, right?
"So, is it okay?" He prodded.
I thought about his offer. Dave was pretty good-looking and he seemed like a nice guy to me, so why not? I mean, what's there to lose? I only liked two guys and one of them just broke up with me. One was simply out of reach and I was sure he liked someone else.
So, throwing all my inhibitions in the air, I nodded. "I could try, I guess." I gave Dave a small smile.
"Really? Cool," he said, grinning widely. He then took out his phone and asked for my number, which I immediately gave. "So uh, I'll pick you up Saturday night, is it alright?"
I nodded. "Sure."
That moment, we arrived at my classroom and he instantly handed me my books.
"I'll see you Saturday night, okay?" He said and instantly set off once I've approved.
Entering the classroom, I immediately spotted Chase who was leaning against his chair, which was situated behind mine. I remember how I used to despise our position because he used to shoot spitballs at me until we got caught and were sent to detention.
I will never forget that day.
"Hey," he said, leaning towards me when I finally got myself settled in my seat. "What was Thurman doing with you?"
I shrugged. "He was simply walking me to class," I told him casually.
"Do you like him?" He asked and I was surprised at the gravity of his tone.
"No!" I blurted out immediately. "I mean, I don't know. But he's really cute, though."
From behind me, I can hear Chase grunting. "He's a player, I'll let you know."
"Wow, pot calling the kettle black," I huffed.
"Really Carli? You're hurting my feelings."
I turned around and had to hold my breath upon realizing how close he was leaning to me. I coughed and tried to act unaffected. "But isn't it true?"
Chase simply shrugged. "Well, if you really believe in rumors, then it's up to you."
I rolled my eyes. "You're so difficult to deal with," I told him honestly.
"But you love me anyway," he teased.
At that, my cheeks burned. "I hate you."
Chase just smirked at me. "I love you."
Oh my gosh. Stop it!
"Whatever," I told him and turned away. If I stayed in that position a little longer, he would definitely know how hard he's affecting me. And then he'll know how much I liked him.
"But seriously though," he said, his tone turning serious once again. "Don't go out with him."
Hearing that, my ears perked. I turned to face him again. "Why?"
At that, the smile on his face wavered. I wasn't sure if he was blushing, but I seriously think he was. It was weird. "Because," he said, looking away. "Because he's not good enough for you."
"Why?" I repeated.
This time, he looked me straight in the eyes. "Because... "
"Because what?" I asked, impatiently.
"Because I -"
I wasn't able to hear his complete answer because that moment, Mr. Hedge entered the room, being his usually grumpy self.
"Okay class," he said. "Pop quiz!"
Filler chapter! I hate posting filler chapters but they're inevitable. It's frustrating.
Anyhow, I hoped you like this.