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Chapter Four: Rex!
Casey greets me in the morning, not surprised that I'm not in a talkative mood, knowing I'm dreading today and what Rex will say to me. My stomach does flips as we round the corner to school and I realise how real the situation has become, how much it's all going to change. Sighing, I continue to walk in silence, feeling even worse with every step. As Casey flicks her hair and struts towards the school, where Nick and Rex are waiting, my stomach sinks and I feel even worse, but I wear my fake, shy smile and lock my eyes with Rex's.
"Hey" he breathes, a stunning smile on his lips.
"Hey yourself" I reply with a shy giggle, trying desperately to create a blush on my cheeks to make it even more convincing. Casey and Nick head inside and while I turn to go inside, Rex grabs my arm and looks into my eyes. "What Rex?" I ask politely, running my hand through my hair and pouting my lips quickly.
"Nothing, just wanted to see if I could meet up with you at lunch? I really need to talk to you!" he replies and I nod, smiling before he releases my arm and we walk inside.
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Sitting at the back of the class, I get out my eye liner and top it up, using Mitzy's mirror to help me. Casey struts in, waving her hand through her hair and looking slightly flushed from her morning make out session with Nick. Sitting next to me, she gets out her lip gloss and applies a thick layer, pouting quickly before brushing through her hair, bathing in the attention that the class gives her as she shakes her hair out. As the boys drool, I do my mascara, angry with myself for not applying enough this morning.
"So? What did Rex say?" she asks and I shrug, suddenly aware of Rose and Mitzy, who are listening to our conversation.
"He wants to meet up at lunch to talk to me" I tell her, finishing my make up and passing the mirror back to Mitzy.
"Wonder what that's about!" she says in a sing-song voice, obviously hinting something.
"Do you know something, Casey?" I ask innocently and she giggles as I play dumb, keeping up the act in front of Rose and Mitzy.
"You'll have to wait, I promised himI wouldn't say anything, honey" she replies and I groan.
"Please? Tell me, Casey!" I complain, putting on a good show for Rose and Mitzy, who are smiling at Casey, hungry for gossip.
"I promised! I never break a promise!" she says, a huge lie. I groan, putting my face in my hands and sighing dramatically.
our form tutor comes in, closely followed by Meadow, who takes her usual seat at the front, pulling out a pad and pencil, drawing enthusiastically. "Here's the cow!" Casey hisses and I smile, knowing I have to look like I'm agreeing with her, but wishing she would stop picking on the Dreamer's. while Meadow ignores Casey's loud, horrible insults, I feel even worse for her, seeing her rolling her eyes and shaking her head, not caring, just thinking Casey is pathetic.
The bell rings and we get up, walking through the corridor flawlessly with evident confidence. As Casey leads, I take my position in second, watching as people turn our way, something I'm still not quite used to. As Casey leads us to our next lesson, I see Meadow following, her eyes catching mine as she turns up into the Maths department, as small smile on her face. Looking away, I shed any thoughts of her, remembering she's exiled and isn't my problem. Casey leads us to English and we take our seats, Casey whispering with Mitzy while I get out a pen, tapping it lightly on the table as I wait for the lesson to begin.
While Mrs. Greggors tells us about our exmas, Casey yawns and stretches, finding little interest in the lesson, texting away on her phone to somebody I assume is Nick, from the sly smile on her lips and the slight blush on her cheeks. As I scribble down notes, there is a knock on the door, my head popping up from my book as I watch Seth Dreamer stroll though the class, talking quietly with Mrs. Greggors who laughs and accepts a folder, laughing again as he turns to leave, looking me straight in the eye before he leaves.
"Urgh, that disgusting thing was in here!" Casey groans and I smile. "What's he still doing here anyway? The year elevens left ages ago!"
"He comes in for revision sessions and stuff" Mitzy tells her and Casey groans again.
"Why can't he just leave!" she replies.
A little creeped out from the stare Seth gave me, I hang my head over my book, scrawling the notes over the page as Mrs. Greggors talks quickly, her thick accent confusing me when she starts talking even faster. While the other three gossip, I start on my coursework, Mrs. Greggors handing my a laptop, which I log in to and start to finish it off, hoping to hand it in early. Casey teases me, calling me a 'geek', but she copies down my notes and then follows my need, knowing she has to do it sooner or later. That's the thing about Casey, she may give a non-caring attitude, but she actually does when it comes to her school work. Weird.
As the lesson comes to an end, Casey walks out the class, the rest of us following as she struts though the school, trying to find Nick to have another make out before we go to our next lesson. Looking away politely while the girls have a quick meet with their boyfriends, I see Seth staring at my from over the corridor. Raising an eyebrow, I stare back, hoping nobody notices, but knowing they'll be too distracted by their boyfriends to pay attention to me. Seth leans against the walll, running his hand through his short hair quickly, watching me with a small smile.
Looking away I wonder what his problem is, why he stares at me almost everything I see him, why I can't resist from staring back until I remember who he is and why it's wrong to stare at him. Casey kisses Nick goodbye and we walk to our next lesson, which is Science. As we take our seats in the lab, I can't help but look out of the window, watching as Seth walks past, his face down as he walks a notepad in his hand, looking so relaxed as he walks so confident in his stride so sure of himself as he strolls.
Groaning at myself, I turn to the girls who are all applying more lip gloss, having had most of it removed during break. I don't pay a lot of attention in Science, distracted by thoughts of lunch and how everything is going to go with Rex. I think about him, the picture of him burning in my mind as I take in his gorgeous face, his short, black hair and tanned skin, his cheeky smile and brown eyes, so warm and friendly, just like his personality. Sighing, I stare at the front, taking in nothing as I worry.
* * * * *
I say goodbye to the girls and then wait outside the hall, hoping Rex hurries up as I stand on my own, starting to feel a little nervous. Looking around, I see Rex walking towards me, a happy grin on his face as he reaches me. "Hey beautiful" he says and I smile, giggling shyly, looking at the ground. "Walk with me" he adds and I nod, following him as we walk on to the field. We sit in the corner of it, away from everyone else, wanting some privacy.
"So" he sighs, looking at me in a shy way.
"So" I repeat, a questioning tone to my voice.
"I want to talk to ut something" he says, and I wait for him to continue. "We've been friends for ages, years actually and I wanted to ask you something, tell you something"
"What is it, Rex?" I ask quietly, smiling quickly as silence sets over. He leans towards me and moves a strandof hair from my face, making me smile, embarrassed, giggling from his touch as I keep up the act.
"Lexie, I really, really like you. I mean likeyou " he says and I gasp, looking at the ground, smiling. "I know you might not feel the same way, and I totally understand if you don't want to get with me, but I really want you. I've fancied you for ages, almost as soon as we met!" he admits, a blush on his tanned cheeks. "So? How do you feel about me?"
"Rex, I really like you too. I mean, of course I fancy you, you're gorgeous and wonderful, you have the most amazing personality, you're wonderful!" I repeat and he laughs.
"Hardly" he sighs and I place a hand under his chin, lifting his head and locking our eyes.
"Honestly" I lie and he smiles, running his hand through my hair and I drop my hand from his chin.
Leaning in, he puts one hand on my cheek and the other is kept in my hair, pulling me closer to him as he puts his face really close to mine. As he gets closer he locks our lips and kisses me enthusiastically, running a hand down my side and resting it on my waist and he pushes me back onto the grass playfully, laying beside me and pulling me in, kissing me again until we're breathless. I feel nothing, but pretend I do, pushing my face against his shoulder as he wraps his arms around me.
"So?" he asks and I giggle.
"So?"
"Will you go out with me? Be my girlfriend?"
"Of course, Rex"
That's how our relationship started . . .