Chapter 8:
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"Nathan! For the last f*cken time, I'm not letting you copy my homework! Now can you please move out of the way, I'm trying to walk home."
"Amelia! I wasn't at school yesterday! I don't know what we learned about yesterday---don't forget you're my partner."
I hesitate for a moment while Nathan was literally begging on his knees to let him copy my homework while I was walking home. I feel a little awkward talking to Nathan now. Ever since he said I was 'cute' I tried to stay away from him, but he keeps on coming back to me to talk and talk.
"Fine," I finally said, "j-just stop bothering me during class and outside of class, okay?"
Nathan gives a sigh of relief and smiles while he stands up, "See, I knew you would say yes. This is why I like you." I roll my eyes and start hurrying home to get started on my maid work. "I'm home!" I yelled out as I entered the house.
No response.
Weird...I thought. Blake would usually run down the stairs and give me food. Rider would give a loud groan and tell me to go do some work. And Sebastian will come and welcome me. But there was not a single sound heard in the house.
"Oh yeah," said Nathan, "Rider told me he was staying after to play football."
"Rider plays sports?" I asked in a surprised tone. Nathan snorted and started walking to the kitchen, "Yeah, ever since he was a little kid."
I started following Nathan towards the kitchen while laying my books and backpack on the table. I rummaged through my backpack to get yesterday's homework. "Here." Nathan grabbed the paper I handed him with a smile on his face. "Don't use the same exact words I used in my paper. Rewrite them in your own words."
Nathan nodded his head and started to work.
Since Rider isn't here, I might as well not where my maid outfit, and I wouldn't want to wear it around Nathan either. I started cleaning from the bottom of the house to the top. Blake's room was obviously filled with scattered toys on the floor so I cleaned that up. Next, was Sebastian's room-nice and tidy as always. Last stop, the playboy's room.
Clothes were on the floor including some books and fallen posters. He always manages to get his room all dirty the next day which is really suspicious. I carefully picked up his clothes---you never know what he did while he wore those clothes----and tossed them into the laundry basket. The posters on the floor were nicely put on the walls again. There was mostly girls in bikinis in most of the posters which seemed really obvious for a guy to put up in his room.
The desk next to his bed had open drawers so I walked over to close it until something caught my eye.
I <3 Arlene
I picked up the piece of ripped paper and examined it. There was a picture glued to it with Rider-who seemed to look a little younger but still looks the same- and a girl with beautiful black hair covering half of her face. Rider was holding her tightly and kissed her cheek. But, the kiss on the cheek didn't look like he was playing around, it looked serious.
I quickly put the paper away and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Nathan looks up and waves at me. I walk to him and and sit across from him and ate an apple. And before I knew it, the words just spat out, "do you know anyone named Arlene?"
I stopped chewing my apple after I realizing what I just said. "Arlene?" Nathan asks confused. He kept on repeating the name over and over again until his eyes widened. "Arlene! Yeah! Rider....."
Nathan gives me a suspicious look and stares at me. "Do you know her?"
"...no..."
"Where'd did the name come from then?"
"I-"
"Do you like Rider?!"
I smacked Nathan in the face and casually ate my apple again. "No Nathan, I just saw a picture in his room that said 'I heart Arlene' and I just wanted to know who this 'Arlene' is." He nods his head like he understood everything I said. "Arlene," he started off, "very pretty girl, maybe a little two pretty. If you put the most popular guy at school with a really pretty girl, what do you get?"
"Uh---people dating?"
"Ding ding ding."
I nod my head slowly and started to ask more questions until Nathan interrupted me, "he really, really liked that girl, but then she moved away. She never told him anything and he was seriously heartbroken."
Rider isn't the type of person who keeps one girl and love her, he usually dates lots of girls at once. This makes me wonder----"probably the reason why he always dates lots of girls now. At first it was for sympathy, but now it's just for fun."
Nathan hands me my homework back. "Thanks for the homework, really appreciate it." Right when he was about to get up, I quickly grabbed his hand. "Wait!" I yelled. "Can.....can you tell me more about this girl."
Nathan gives me and odd look and sits back down. "Why? Are you just getting advice from me just to be with Rider? If you like him so much, just ask him out!"
Nathan pulls his hand back hard while giving me a dirty look, "Slut."
I look at him with a surprised look while he was walking out of the kitchen. His hand reached the doorknob, but I caught him on time. "Nathan! What the hell are you talking about? I just wanna help Rider find the girl and be happy! That's kinda my job...to make him happy again."
Nathan folds his arms across his chest and glared at me, "really? If you want to make him happy go have sex with him then."
"Yes, really. And NO NATHAN. Not make him happy like that.....and why'd you call me a slut?"
He sighs and runs his hair with his fingers, "uh...you don't really want to know."
"Just tell me god damn it."
Nathan stares at me and continues, "Well....you know how people say I'm the 'most popular guy at school' just because of my looks? I hate it. I really do. And whenever a girl comes up to me, I get happy, because I always think that they just want to be my friend. But as always, they either want me to like them by showing their skin to me or-just use me to get close to Rider. It sickens me."
"Right after they get to the point where they get me mad, I say something mean to them, they never talk to me."
Nathan stares at the ceiling waiting for an answer. "So...is that why no girls talk to you as much as before?" I said quietly.
He nods his head and looks at me again. "Well, I'm not like them," I started, "Rider's aunt wants me to make Rider be happy, open up his feelings more or whatever , instead of being a jerk all the time. So can you please help me?"
I stand there, hoping he won't say no. Nathan smiles and hands me his phone. "What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked.
"Go to my contacts and search up 'Arlene'. I still have her phone number. Go call it, maybe she'll answer it."
I start typing the name and clicked on it. I then touch the call button.
I wait and wait until it picks up.
"Hello?"
"H-hi, I-uh....my name is Amelia and-"
"Amelia? This is Taylor. Do you finally have a phone? Oh my god! What type of phone is it? What-"
I hang up immediately and hand Nathan his phone back. "What happened?" He asked.
What the heck just happened....I thought.
"My....my friend answered the phone."
"You're friends with Arlene?---"
"No! Her name is Taylor and she answered the phone."
We stand there for a few minutes until Nathan broke the silence, "Taylor....isn't she the blonde one?"
"Yeah-"
"Then she isn't Arlene. Your friend looks way different than Arlene. I probably had the wrong phone number." I nod my head slowly and started to doze off until the door open.
"Nathan? What're you doing here?" Rider walks in while holding Blake's hand, but then he let's it go. "Amelia was giving me answers for homework. I was just about to leave." Nathan turns around and looks at me with a smile, "thanks for the help. I'll see you tomorrow." He winked at me before he left.
Rider slumps on the couch by the door and snaps his fingers, "Maid! Go make me some food." I groan in frustration and head towards the kitchen, "Yes Sir."
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