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Small Town Secrets (4)

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By lizard21 Send DollMailSend EmailAIM
Created: 2010-02-20 15:07:21 All stories by lizard21
When I found the sanctuary of my room again, I sat down on my bed in a confused huff. I was angry at Robbie for talking to me the way he did, but I didn’t feel so great about the way I had treated him, either. I stood up to look outside my window. I peered over to Robbie’s room to see that dark curtains had already been put up. I was sure I was the reason for that. When Dad asked Lauren and I about how the meeting with the new neighbors went, we both lied and said that it just went fine. Although we were both dishonest with what we told him, our true stories were polar opposites. I was having a screaming match on the basement with one of the new neighbors, while Lauren was getting ga-ga eyed over his father. She was happy and I was miserable, not that we could do much about it at that point.

I avoided looking out my window for the remainder of the weekend, but couldn’t seem to get Robbie off of my mind. He was the only thing I thought about all day Sunday. On Monday morning, I got into my sister’s car to go to school, but caught no sight of any of my new neighbors. In a way, I felt relieved. I didn’t have to worry about him taking over the school just yet.

I got to school and immediately rushed to my locker to tell my friends all about my weekend. Amber, the beautiful blonde that I had known practically my entire life, was waiting for me. Next to her was Nicole, the somewhat nerdy brunette that was pretty much a second sister to me after my mom died. They were my best friends. I leaned on them for everything and trusted them completely.

“Hey, Lay,” Amber said as I approached my locker. “I tried to text you last night, but you never answered.”

“You know I don’t believe in texting, Amber,” I told her. “It’s just another way to hold a conversation with someone without actually having to focus all of your mind set on them.”

“I just wanted to know if you did anything interesting this weekend,” she said. “You seemed pretty MIA.”

“That’s true,” Nicole agreed. I called you twice, but your dad said you were busy. What’s up?”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about,” I said. “We got new neighbors this weekend and there’s this guy who’s totally smok...”

“Morning, Layla.” I turned around and saw Steven standing right behind me, his brown eyes refusing to look away. His infectious smile shining down on me. I had known Steven for a long time, too. His brother had dated my sister when they were in high school. He was two boyfriends before the one that got her pregnant. I had gone over to Steven’s house a couple of times and hung out. He was a great guy, a good friend, and the fact that he was pretty good looking didn’t hurt, either. I knew that Steven had a crush on me, but I never did anything about it. I just felt like we were better as friends.

“Hey, Steven,” I said happily. He gave me his usual “good morning” hug and picked up my Geometry book from my locker, which he knew I had first period.

“How was your weekend?” he asked. “I called you, but you weren’t home. You do anything interesting?” I turned back to my friends, who were giggling at me hysterically, and rolled my eyes. I then turned my attention back to Steven.

“Nope,” I said. “Nothing too interesting happened. What about you?”

“Just practice,” he told me, talking about his rigorous basketball schedule. “You know, we have a game on Friday. Maybe you should come watch.” I heard my friends behind me, still giggling like idiots.

“Maybe I should,” I said smoothly. “I’ll have to think about it.”

“Sounds good,” he smiled. “Want me to walk you to class?” I blushed at his sweetness, but neglected his offer.

“That’s okay,” I told him. “I have to make a quick stop before I go anyway. I’ll talk to you later.” Steven smiled and hugged me “goodbye”, seeming slightly disappointed.

“Aw, Lay,” Amber whined. “Why do you do that to him?”

“Do what?” I asked. “Steven and I are just friends. You know that.”

“Does he know that?” Nicole asked. “I think I’d double check that if I were you.”

“We’ll deal with it later,” Amber said, brushing it off. “With the interruption from your little boyfriend, you didn’t tell us about your weekend. What about this new neighbor?”

“Well, he’s hot,” I said. “But he’s a total jerk. The first day I met him, we got into a fight in his basement.”

“Do you think you’d ever go for him?” Nicole asked

“I guess that depends,” Amber chuckled. “How hot is he?” We all started laughing.

“To be honest?” I asked.

“Scale him from one to smokin’,” she said.

“Well.....He’s pretty smokin’,” I laughed. “But that shouldn’t be what matters. He’s cute and all, but he was so mean.”

“It’s just because he can’t handle the sting of Layla Lopez,” Amber said. “I think he’s intimidated by your brilliance.”

“Sure,” I chuckled sarcastically. Then, the five minute warning bell rang and students scattered off to their classes. I had bidden my friends “farewell” and headed off to Geometry.

I arrived in the classroom just minutes before the final bell sounded. Students settled into their seats and continued to talk quietly. I turned around and saw Steven sitting in the desk behind me. He started to whisper something that I couldn’t quite understand when the door to the classroom opened. The entire class, with the exception of me, looked up to the front.

“What?” I asked Steven, not having heard what he told me.

“Who is that?” He asked as he stared at the front of the room like the rest of the class. I turned around and saw a tall, handsome, unbelievably gorgeous Robbie standing in front of me. He was wearing dark jeans and a red t-shirt, showing off his arm muscles. He handed a piece of paper to my Geometry teacher. She seemed to be quite pleased with his presence as well.

“Take that seat right there,” she said cheerfully. I knew she was referring to the seat that was directly in front of me, considering it was the only empty seat in the classroom. I watched Robbie turn to face the seat he would be sitting in. He then laid his eyes on me for the first time that day.

“You have got to be kidding me,” he whispered. He rolled his eyes and sat down in his new seat. I gave myself a silent smirk, knowing that I was making him miserable just by sitting behind him, and that first period Geometry would be at least one excuse for me to see him every day.
  

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awardwinningau

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Posted On: February 23, 2010
I love this story! I would soooo love to torment an annoying guy in my class.
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