Whatever It Takes

Chapter- Seven

I leaned back in my desk and crossed my arms. All I heard today from everyone was, 'tonight's a big game', 'I hope we win', 'Elliot's so hot', or 'Oliver better step his game up'. My head pounded as I walked through the crowded hallways.

I opened my locker, shoving my materials in and grabbing my favorite bag. The bag that carried my strings and projects. I closed my locker and headed to the fashion room. I cluttered up my work area. I grabbed my sewing machine, grabbed my supplies, and lastly grabbed the dress I had been working on.

I worked at a slowed pace and knew time was slipping from my hands. I would not be going to lunch today or Monday, if I don't finish by the end of the class period.

Sewing was actually my calming nature. It relieved stress, made me focus, and it was something I loved to do. I never worked on it at him due to the football players, my brother, and of course Oliver. If they found out I sew and do this girly stuff, they would look at me differently. I liked how I was but I hated having sewing as a secret. It seemed stupid to have a secret of sewing but not everyone is comfortable with sharing everything about themselves.

I clipped the last string off and looked at the seam I finished. I ran my fingers over it. Smooth and straight, exactly what I was looking for. I held the dress up and examined it.

"Very bold. This is the best I've seen from you Daniella." Mr.Campbell complimented my work.

"Thank you." I said with a bright smile. It was a simple dark blue dress. It will hug my curves and then flare out a little. It had short sleeves and an open lace back to top it off. I folded my dress and placed it in my bag. I cleaned my materials up and ran to lunch. It was the middle of lunch by the time I managed to sit down.

"Where were you?" Oliver asked.

"I needed to finish a paper." I lied. He handed me the last half of his sandwich and gladly ate it.

"You're coming tonight right?" Elliot asked. His eyes tired and still a little puffy. It's only been two weeks and it was rough.

"Of course." I smiled.

"Will you be on bench?" Nolan asked from further down the table.

"Sadly, no. I found someone who will let me sit with them." I said.

"Really, who?" Oliver asked very curious.

"Someone." I shrugged.

"Let it go Ol. It's great to hear you found someone to sit with." My brother smiled. He hasn't used that nickname for Oliver since we went to middle school.

"Thanks. Look at the time. I'll see you all later." I said as I quickly took the last bite and headed out of the cafeteria.

"Hey, Daniella, wait up!" I heard someone call me. I stopped mid walk and turned my head too see Ellen catching up with me.

"Hi Ellen." I smiled.

"So are we having a sleeping over tonight?" She asked with her books held up to her chest.

"I don't see why not." I said. Let me introduce Ellen Roberts to you, she was on the cheerleading team. Hence the was because she saw how much of a bitch Veronica is. She a little petite thing, she's four foot seven inches. The devil can sometimes crawl around in her.

"Great. Veronica never let us have sleepovers because she thought it was immature and stupid." She rambled.

"Well she is no fun." I stated as it was a fact of Veronica.

"Where should I meet you at the game tonight?" She quickly asked before we departed.

"By the boys locker room!" I shouted to her, getting stares from everyone in the hallway. She gave me a thumbs up and I headed to my class which was my study hall.