(Chapter 2- Deal With The Devil)
"Farrah, let's go." Olivia said as she tugged at my arm.
I pulled out of my trance just as Brody looked away from me and back to his friends. He continued talking to them and acted like nothing ever happened before he sent me one last glance.
"Hello? Farrah?" She said impenitently when I made no attempt to move. "What is with you today?"
I shrugged avoiding her question and allowed her to pull me along to science which wasn't far from our first period class. Upon entering the room, I took my usual seat by the teacher's desk because yes I was a nerd like that, and waited for class to start.
I actually made it a habit to always sit in front of every class I was in. I felt it provided a better learning experience. It prevented my attention from wondering elsewhere when it should be in the class room all along.
I sat silently in my seat as people started pouring in class including you know who. Brody made his way to the seat behind me throwing his classic smirk as he sat down. I was beyond shocked by his choice to sit in his assigned seat which caused me to look at him rather odd.
Brody never followed the rules probably due to him having a problem with being told what to do so it was pretty much guaranteed he wouldn't take the correct seat. Never in all the time I had classes with him did he ever sit where he was supposed to. This being the reason of my shock.
"See something you like?" He smirked yet again.
Yeah right. Me like anything about him? That was a joke within it's self. His attitude prevented me from seeing anything beyond his bad boy exterior, so I never allowed myself to check him out.
"Good morning little learners." Mr. Pine says grinning at us like a mad man. "We have a new lesson today."
Everyone groaned at his announcement obviously not happy with the news, but I wasn't to upset. Maybe it will help keep my mind off the bad boy sitting behind me.
"Settled down it's not that bad." He says. "We'll be learning about Quantum Theory."
Mr. Pine picked up the worksheets from his desk and placed them at the front of every row to pass to the back. I took the first one from the top and proceed to hand the rest back to Brody. But little did I know I was about to regret it.
As he took the papers from my hands they easily slipped through my fingers, which caused a sudden stinging sensation and squeal to come from me.
I quickly pulled my hand away to get a look at the damage and almost instantly feel a wave of nausea come over me. Calm down Farrah it's not too bad it's just a paper cut. Everyone bleeds.
But why me?
I desperately tried to hold back to urge to puke when Mr. Pine caught sight of me.
"Farrah, are you okay?"
Afraid to speak I just shook my head instead in answer to his question.
No, I'm not ok. I've got blood oozing from my finger. I need a hospital or, a doctor...something!
Okay I realize that I'm over reacting a bit, but for one, I can't stand blood and two...well I've been told I'm a bit of a hypochondriac.
"Could someone please see Miss Bryant to the nurses office?" Mr. Pine announced.
Great why don't you advertise my weakness to the whole class? That will help my image. It's was already embarrassing enough as it was. I don't like being weak.
This was defiantly not my day. First I piss off The Bad Boy which will possibly get me killed and now I'm going to bleed to death. Just great!
As if it wasn't unfortunate enough, Body decided to make it worse by saying those three words that caused instant panic to set in. "I'll take her."
Oh God, I truly am going to die aren't I? He was the one who caused this. What's next causing me to fall down the stairs? Okay maybe that was a little unfair, but I can't help but wonder.
He got up and stood next to my desk impatiently waiting for me, the injured victim, and pulled me up by the arm. I winced at his tight grip but did my best to hide it from him as he led me out of the room.
"I can walk you know. There's no need to man handle me." I snapped pulling my arm out of his grasp.
Just as he let go dizziness set in and made me stumble a little before almost falling to the ground.
"Oh really?" He asked as he caught me by the waist. "Because it looks as if you need my help."
His help? Yeah, right. I'd rather have hit the floor face first. I know he certainly didn't leave class just to help me, he isn't the type to off hospitality. There had to be some ulterior motive here.
"Well since you have it under control then I'll just let you find the nurse's office by yourself then." He threatened before letting me go.
"Wait, you're leaving?" I asked sounding a little more disappointed than I had meant to.
"Why? You going to miss me?" He smirked.
"Yes. I just love being annoyed."
Again with my mouth. Haven't I gotten myself in enough trouble already?
"Then why do you care?" He challenged.
"I don't! It was your job to see me to the nurses office, and now you're bailing." I stated.
"I thought you didn't need my help? You'll be fine on your own. Besides, I've got things to do." He grinned.
So that was it! He was just using me to get out of class, and my poor finger had to suffer the price. That made me angry. Don't worry poor finger I'll avenge you somehow.
"Yeah, keep that to yourself, will you? I don't want wind up in a police station answering questions about you."
He chuckled at my response and turned away heading in the opposite direction of the school before calling. "I'll see you later, babe."
"Don't call me babe." I shouted just a little too late.
I looked down at my poor injured finger and sighed. Well at least some of the blood was drying up now. I don't think I could take it if my wound were still oozing with blood.
Oh no, defiantly wish I hadn't thought of that. Don't be nauseous, don't be nauseous. Ignore the mental picture.
Concentrate Farrah, it's just thirty more feet to the nurse, and you'll be fine. Think of happy things like, butterflies and rainbows and sunshine.
I continued moving my feet until I was standing at the door of the office. Relief filled my body as I entered the dim lit room.
"Oh thank god, I never thought I was going to ma-" I cut off when I realized she wasn't even in the room.
What? No. This can't be happening to me. I need to medical attention immediately! I can't die today, I won't. I still need to get revenge for my poor finger. Someone help me!
"Hello, Farrah. What can I do for you today?" Mrs. Brown asked walking in the door with a cup of coffee in her hand.
This is just fabulous, there are people in need of medical attention, and she's on a coffee break. What if something worse would have happened and I lost my finger completely?
"It's the worst." I stated and showed her my injury.
"Let's have a look at it." She said sitting down her coffee before she took my hand.
"It doesn't look to bad to me. Besides, I think it's already healing." She stated.
Oh what does she know? She's only a nurse. I think I need a qualified Doctor here.
"I'll get you a bandage and some disinfectant, and you can be on your way." She smiled.
"I don't need stitches?" I asked in surprise.
"Of course not." She chuckled while pulling the supplies out of the drawer.
She opened the tube and squirted out some paste onto my finger and snugly wrapped the band aid around it.
"Now, you're good to go."
My eyes widened at her. "To go? That's all?"
"That's all." She confirmed.
I nodded my head and turned from the room to leave. Well I guess I was lucky this time. I'm glad they didn't have to amputate.
I continued my descent down the hall returning to science class when I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I casually slowed my pace and turned to see whom it was and inwardly groaned. Great, he's back.
"Did you take care of your business?" I mocked.
"You'll see." He said closing the space between us.
"I told you I don't want to know anything about it." I stated seriously.
He grinned not letting that stop him and pulls out a video camera from his bag and stops in front of me.
"Do you normally carry around a video camera everywhere you go?"
"Nope. Stole it from the drama department." He said as if it were nothing.
"Oh yes, I forgot you were a delinquent."
"Just shut up and watch." He ordered mashing the play button on the camera.
The first sound that could hear was someone's loud moans, and that quickly caught my attention. Oh gross, he's showing me an adult movie, isn't he? I knew he was a perv, but this is taking it a bit to far.
Just as I was about to turn away from the camera when it moved from around the corner of the white wall and to the scene of the crime. Well not a literal crime but it was certainly something that I was not expecting.
I gasped in shock at the scene before me. "Is that Blake and-"
"Megan? Yep."
I stared down at the video camera in disbelief. I couldn't believe what my eyes were showing me. Blake had Megan pushed up against the lockers sucking her face without any shame. I just don't understand how he could do this to me. I thought we were happy.
I turned to Brody and glared. "Why are you showing me this? Is it just to see me cry?"
I'm sure that was it. That was just the type of person he was. He was the classic bad boy jerk who lived to cause girls heartache and pain. Although most of the time it was for a very different reason than this.
I wasn't at all involved with him in that way and never planned to be.
"I just thought you would like to know about your boyfriend's extracurriculars." He smirked. "Can't I not just be a nice guy?"
"No." I replied crossing my arms. "What's your real motive?"
"No motive." He said. "Just being a good neighbor."
"Cut the good neighbor crap, Brody. I know there is another reason for this courtesy." I state.
"So does this mean you're available again?" He asked
"Not to you." I snapped.
I know that I shouldn't be taking out my anger on him especially since he was the one to help open my eyes. However, I was just to upset to care.
"Okay, then I won't tell you the other thing you don't know." He taunted.
I froze. The Other thing? What other thing? There's more?
No! He's just messing with your head. Don't get pulled in, Farrah . Ignore him and he'll go away.
"It involves someone's virginity." He sang.
I turned quickly on my heal and ran to him placing my hand over his mouth. "Keep it down will you. That is a very private matter."
I could feel him smiling behind my hand before I removed it.
"Like to know more?" He questioned.
"Ugh fine." I groaned. "Just tell me already?"
Maybe it was because I just got my heart stomped on but for some reason I felt like listening to him. Something told me he might actually know more about what Blake was up to and I couldn't help but wonder what it was.
Without another word, he continued to play the rest of the five minute make out session in the empty hallway.
Megan and Blake both pulled away from each other breathless. Megan began straight up her clothes as Blake fixed his hair that she was running her fingers through only moments earlier. I wanted to gag.
"Are you going to tell her?" She asked.
"After this weekend." He answered back.
"Why?" She whined in what seemed like disappointment. "I thought we could spend this weekend together."
"I have my reasons. Just be patient." He snapped.
She rolled her eyes at him and sighed. "Fine."
"All see you after school." He said kissing her one last time then disappeared from sight.
I literally wanted to kill him more now than I did before. I want to hunt him down with my car and press the gas pedal all the way down. I knew exactly why he wanted to wait for the weekend and that's because of our plans. He knew I was about to give up my virginity and he was waiting for that. How could he do this?
"I can't believe I've have been so stupid?" I screamed out in frustration.
"Calm down, I'm here to help." Brody smirked.
Obviously this must have been amusing to him.
I raised my eyebrow to him. "You, help me? How could you possibly help me?"
"Easy. Be my girlfriend." He said.
Despite the tension in the room, I couldn't help but laugh at that ridiculous suggestion. That had to be a joke. He hates me, and I hated him, so there was no way that would ever happen.
While trying to catch my breath I somehow managed to reply. "When hell freezes over."
"Okay then. Enjoy being the one who got dumped on when your boyfriend tells you he's been seeing your best friend. It won't bother me any."
That was enough for me to sober up quickly. It all didn't seem so funny now. Maybe he has a point.
"Fine, how would being your girlfriend help me?"
"Ditch him by embarrassing him in front of all his friends and make him see you don't need him after all." He answered. "Plus you will be my first ever real girlfriend, and you'll be known as the one who tamed the bad boy."
"But what do you get out of this?" I questioned.
"That's for me to know and you to...well you get it." He smirked.
"Then why don't we just pretend? Why do I need to be your actual girlfriend?"
"Enough with the questions. Just trust me." He said.
Yeah, that wasn't going to happen. That's like putting all your trust in a thief to bring you back change from the twenty you just gave him. No way.
But then again I do want to pay Blake back for what he did to me.
So it looks as if I'm left with two options. Either take the high road and not let what Blake did get to me or payback? Choices, choices. What should I do?
"Well?" He questioned.
"Fine, I'll do it. I'll be your girlfriend."
But I'm still not trusting this bad boy and I promise to find out what he's up to. That is a guarantee.
"Good, now as my girlfriend there are a few things we need to go over." He said placing an arm over my shoulders and leading me down the hall.
As we continued walking, and hearing his list of demands, I couldn't help but feel that I had just made a deal with the devil, and regret was something I would feel very soon.
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