"Whoa! You're... you're - but - "
"Yes, yes. i'm Ryder Stone, the most popular and hottest guy in this school." He said cockily, smirking.
What a J-E-R-K!
"Oh really? Because I thought you were the new janitor." I snapped, rolling my eyes as I got up. He didn't even bother helping because he then laughed at me.
PsychoJerk.
"Me? A janitor? Oh please, I'm too sexy."
I scoffed. "Yeah right. Keep telling yourself that." I rolled my eyes then brushed the dirt of my clothes even though there weren't any. I don't wanna look at the jerk.
"Wanna see my 6-pack?" He was about to lift his shirt when I instinctively covered my eyes.
"WHAT THE - ?! Don't you even dare, mister! I'm still young. Gosh! Please don't strip in front of me. Aaah! My innocent eyes!" I yelled. Who does he think he is?
"Oh... so I can strip behind you?" he challenged. What the freaking fudging donuts did he just say?!
"NO! You can't. You can't strip anywhere near me! Or anyone else for that matter." I said still covering my eyes. Gosh!
"Aw, I practiced this! I thought I was finally going to get the infamous Celeste Johnson." I peeked and saw that he had his shirt down and his hands on his sides while pouting.
I froze. How did he know my name? The last time I checked, I was still the 'invisible one'.
"H-how do y-you know my name? And why am I here?!" I demanded, getting irritated by the second.
"Oh yeah, umm... I almost forgot." He cleared his throat and thought for a while.
"Oh yeah! Uh - umm... I kinda need you to help me." He scratched the back of his neck.
I rolled my eyes at him. "You kidnapped me for this?! You need help?" I chuckled then continued, " You could've just walked up to me and asked for it." I snapped.
"Well... not exactly kidnapped and it's PRIVATE!" He explained.
"Well, what do ya need?" I asked sarcastically, bored, throwing my hands up in the air.
"Well, you see... I like... your... umm.. best friend." he mumbled. Now how could I understand that?
"What?" I asked.
"I don't like to say it again." he crossed his arms.
"Okay then. I'm leaving." I turned around but even before I had the chance to take a step, Ryder held my wrist.
"Wait! Ugh! Okay, okay! I'll - " He groaned, tugging on his hair, pacing back and forth around the room. What the actual fudge is wrong with this guy? Is he transforming into a wolf or something?
Ha! It's not even full moon yet!
"I'm waiting..." I sang sarcastically.
"I like your best friend." he blurted out.
If I had water in my mouth, Ryder would be drenched right now. My thoughts vanished into thin air and my jaw dropped.
"Surprised?" he asked.
He likes my best friend! Oh my goodness! Now I have fifty bucks! Oh yeah! Oh my goodness, is this really happening?
"Hey!" he snapped a finger in front of my face then I snapped out of my daze.
"You're not playing with me are you?" I pointed an accusing finger at him, raising my eyebrow.
He just sighed and shook his head.
Oh good Lord. please make it last because my best friend will be so damned happy if she knew about his.
I gotta tell her about this!
"You can't tell her though..." he trailed off. What?! Did he read my mind? Or did I just say that out loud? Either, I want my fifty bucks!
"Why? I thought you said you like her? Then why won't you let me tell her? It doesn't make any sense since she likes you back and -- WHOOOPS! Forget I said any of that!" I quickly hid my face in my hands.
Ugh! CJ you're such an idiot. That was supposed to be secret you dumbwit! Now you told it to the person you weren't supposed to tell to!
Great.
Oh... I'm dead. I'm sooooo dead.
Gonna be soon.
"What did you just say?!" he asked.
"You clearly heard it! Don't let me say it again" I pleaded and pouted for effect.
"Fine. Just help me get to her."
"What? A boy like you should do these things on your own." I crossed my arms. Don't tell me he's new to this?
"See... I have never done this before. I'm used to girls courting me -"
What a conceited, egotistical psycho jerk.
"- So I don't have an idea on how to approach her. That's when you came into the picture. So please?" he looked kinda desperate and I wanted to laugh and at the same time feel sorry for him.
"Shouldn't you be asking tips from like, oh I don't know, another guy or something. If I knew, I would have a boyfriend by now." I crossed my arms. My lovelife is non-existent. Why would he ask me 'tips'?
"I mean like tell me her interests or something."
"You would know that if you talk to her yourself. And not be a chicken." I can't believe this guy. I thought popular guys had their ways with girls? Psssh.
He glared at me. "I am not a chicken. I just need help that's all. Here's the deal, do you want any money or some - "
I gasped. "Excuse me?! I am not that kind of person. Just because your rich and all doesn't mean you can like buy me with your money!" Who does he think he is? And what does he think I am?!
Although if I'm going to agree to this I'm gonna get a FroYo.
"Alright I am sorry. But please help me get to this girl." He pleaded.
Hmmmm....
"Okay. Just because you said please." His face lit up like a 4 year old given a candy and was about to say something but I cut him off.
"BUT promise me one thing. You'll make her happy. Break her heart and I'll make sure your head is detached from your body. Geddit?" I looked at him right in the eyes and he nodded, smiling.
"That's a deal Celeste."
"Oh and I prefer people calling me CJ." I stated crossing and uncrossing my arms. I just thought that Celeste was too girlish or something? I don't know. It's like it didn't suit me.
"Alright see you later then CJ. Oh and sorry to say you're uh... late for class. Bye!" He rushed out of the room leaving me standing by the door. That reminds me...
SHIZ! I'm late for class. That little imbecile.
What have I gotten myself into?
