"Can I help you?" I asked, surprisingly confident. I had been expecting this, just in case he did think it was me last night.
"Yes," he stared at me with the deep brown/blue eyes.
They were mesmerizing.
"I saw someone just like you last night. I couldn't tell if it was you, but, I'm just going to ask you this. Did you see me last night?" He's acting really weird. Like a whole new side. The badboy facade is gone and here is the real Zander.
"Sorry to disappoint, but don't you remember? I had ballet practice last night."
"Right, practice for the dress rehearsal. Sorry, I was just so convinced it was you, uh, um-"
"Carly. My names Carly. I'm leaving though. You're confusing me. I want to go eat my lunch, so goodbye." I started walking out, but he grabbed my arm stopping me.
"Not so fast, you're going to sit with me today at lunch chika." Back to the same old badboy.
"No thank you. I'd rather not." He was so frustrating, but I'll keep up the nice facade, just until I can get out of this.
"You don't have a choice." And with that he pulled me to his lunch table, the one right in the middle of the cafeteria. As he was pulling me I saw people staring, great. Girls were glaring at me. I just looked at the floor.
"Meet Jordan, Tyler, and Ryan. My friends." I knew who they were. They were the bad boys of the school. Who didn't know who they were?
"I'm surprised people want to be your friend." I mumble, but he heard it and scowled at me. The boys at the table chuckle. I sat down between Zander and Tyler. Zander was on his phone when a text popped up. Out of pure curiosity, I looked at it. It was a text from Tyler saying,
"Is she your new victim?"
Ew, in no way was I his new victim. I'm not going to get played by him like the whole girl population. I, first of all, don't like him at all. Like every time I see him, I have a hard time not gagging. He may be really hot, I'm not going to deny it, but his personality sucks. Second of all, I don't want him to just sleep with me and break my heart.
"I'm going to get food." I said standing up to get the stuff that our cafeteria calls food. It's more like puddles of grease, but some foods aren't that bad and when you're as hungry as I am, you'll take any food you can get. I stand in line and wait patiently for it to move along.
After I got my food, I walked back to the table and sat down with my burger, fries, and soda. The boys looked at me wide eyes. I hate how people do that, girls can eat too! The lunch is actually really unhealthy and I should probably be healthier considering the fact that I have a fight tonight, but whatever. Before I could say anything to the boys about how I can eat this much food if I want, Tyler speaks up.
"Who's Lanna." My stomach dropped. I saw he was holding my phone. It wasn't unlocked, but had a text from Lanna on it.
"Nobody." I said snatching it out of his hands.
"It has to be somebody, she asked if you were ready for tonight."
Shit.
"It's my friend. We're hanging out tonight. She was just asking if the plans were still on."
"Okay, tell me the truth, the Nerd doesn't have friends. Even if you did, there are no Lanna's in this school. If there were, I would have slept with her already because Lanna is a pretty sexy name." I rolled my eyes in disgust, "Hold up, are you a lesbian and that's your girlfriend asking about you know what tonight."
"No! Not that I have anything against gay or lesbian, but I'm just saying that's not me." The bell rang and I couldn't be happier. But of course Zander kept following me.
"So, who is Lanna? Are you going to tell me?" I ignored him, "Just tell me!" I ignored him, "Who? Who? Tell me. Tell me."
"It's my manager! Geez!" Oh no! I did the thing I wouldn't do. See, not a lot of fighters have managers so I'm just hoping that he wouldn't get it.
"Manager? For fighting?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. That's my ballet manager. Remember? Dance rehearsal? She manages me just for the future or now. There are always options and my parents being rich just allows them to pay for these better chances." I played this off so smoothly. Being a street fighter really has it's perks when it comes to lying. I guess being so confident helps me be so confident when lying.
"Can I go to this dress rehearsal tonight?" He then asks me.
"No."
"Please, I'll cheer you on!"
"No." And with that, I walked away.
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It was the end of the day and I got out of my mustang.
"CarlyAnne! You're home! It took you long enough."
"Mother? What are you doing here? You're usually gone by now."
"I'm leaving a little late today, but your father and I wanted to tell you something." It was unusual for my mother to be late, she's a very punctual person, but I let that slide for I wanted to hear the news. My father then walked in.
"We are...you want to finish the rest honey?" He said looking over to my mother.
"Oh, no you do it dear."
"But it's mostly your news."
"But-"
"Just spit it out already!" I yelled over both of my parents.
"Don't speak to us like that and well, we are...having another child!" Said my mother.
"Holy shit!!!!" I yelled.
"CarlyAnne! Language! You don't want your new sister to say those things!" Responded my mother.
"Holy fuck! How long have you known about this? It's a girl? Oh my lord!!"
"We said watch your mouth young lady! We have known about it for 3 months, we just never found the time to tell you. We decided on Clarissa." My father said. Oh, another fancy name! Who would've guessed? And 3 months? That's a third way through!
"We are going now, do the usual honey. Make dinner, nothing too bad for you, we don't want you to be the one looking pregnant, now do we?" Ugh, back to them old snotty selves. My mother said that as she was walking out the door. No goodbye, no anything besides 'don't be fat!'
Whatever. I walked upstairs and started on my homework. So much crap to do. Seriously though, we just spent eight hours at school doing this and now you make us spend another few hours on it at home. It's a disgrace. After homework it was 5:00 pm. 2 hours of my life down the drain. I cooked some frozen pizza, just to get on my mothers nerve, even if she didn't know. By the time I was done dinner, I had to go to the gym. I had a 6:30 time slot and it was 6:00. I got changed and drove there. I walked in and spotted Lanna, but also some boys who looked pretty familiar talking to her. I kept my head down, put my hood up, and walked up to her, for she was in the private room I was going to be using. It wasn't that private now.
"Jenna, we should get started. My slot isn't for forever." I said so that the boys didn't know it was Lanna who I was talking to. Hopefully she didn't tell them her name.
"Your right! I'll be right with you. These boys were just asking about fighting because I told them I work for someone who is amazing at fighting." she said and winked at me.
"Hey! I saw that wink! It's Jenna right? Are you the lady Jenna has been talking up?" Ryan said.
"Yeah, but my training slot doesn't last forever, so we will be going."
"Okay, see you around chika." Zander said. That nick-name he had for me. Did he know it was me or does he do that to all girls to annoy them?
"Why did you rush them away, they were interesting boys."
"Yeah interesting boys from my school. The one who said see you around, that's Zander, aka The Bar."
"Ohh, sorry, I had no idea."
"I know you had no idea, so it's no problem, now let's start training." I said punching the punching bag.
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7/4/16
A/N:
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