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Celine Taylor is a girl; popular, good looks, clever, daring, thoughtful and kind. There's only one problem - she's forced not to be interested in love. Blake Dowson is a guy who's creative, funny, caring and understandable, loves writing, cats, and most of all, Celine. Even when they start becoming more than friends, Celine still doesn't know how to tell Blake that she is forbidden to be with him. When he gives up his opportunity to go to a university and goes where Celine is, does she change her mind? Is it really worth the sacrifice?

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5. Chapter 5: Senior Fundraisor

 

 

 

*Blake's P.O.V*

School is so boring. For some reason everything we get taught I already know. Only my parents and Mrs Dove know that I'm really smart, and I want to keep it that way because all the smart people are without any friends except themselves. This year the aim to get through the year is to be 'popular.' I was getting through well, but Celine compared to me was a huge blast through the school. It was actually quite hard finding the real her, after like every girl looked so similar.  I silently chuckled to myself.

 "Class, sit down in your seats," Mrs Dove yelled. After a few seconds of shuffling the room was surrounded by silence. Mrs Dove then droned on about the history of Victorians, which to me is the most boring subject in the whole world. I started thinking about Celine again and about what happened last night. Did she really like me? Or did she just do that as an excuse instead of answering the question? 

Throughout the morning I was always hoping Celine would take notice me, but her eye never caught mine. After a while I just gave up, although there was nothing else to think about the moment. I just sat down and started eating my lunch. 

Two things bothered me. Number 1: actually noticing how much rubbish is thrown on the floor made me sick. All I can say is that I never want to do detention again for my whole entire life. All my friends from different schools say that detention is just 'sitting down while the teacher is keeping an eye on you.' But this is way worse.

And number 2: I could tell that everyone was excited about something because they were always excitedly chatting to each other, but I just kept my head down and ignored them. After a while my best friend Matt sat down next to me and asked me why I was down and I shook my head. 

"Blake, I know something's wrong!" 

So I told him the whole story, and without a pause he asked, "So are you going to ask her out to the Senior Fundraiser? This year they've decided that it's going to be a prom!" 

I looked confused but then realised why everyone was so excited. 

"Maybe," I replied without hesitation and then regretted it. I knew Matt had a crush on Celine, and is most likely that he's going to ask her out too by the look on his face. 

"Well, maybe not," I sighed. 

Matt always gets the girls.

 

*Celine's P.O.V*

I found out about the Prom straight after it was announced. Everyone was asking me who I was going to ask, but I just kept it a secret. No one knew about me and Blake yet, and as far as I knew, no one should know. Until I ask him out.

As I started my lunch I covered my ears to stop the screams of excitement filling them. A really small boy came up to me and I knew what he was going to ask. He had really blonde hair, pale skin and really blue eyes. I shut my eyes. 

"Um, do you want to go to Prom with me Celine?"

I opened my eyes. That was cute, but ew, no, I thought.

"Sorry, I was just about to ask someone else," I replied, feeling sorry for this little boy. He must be at least 2 or 3 years younger than me. He then ran off crying. I gulped.

Another boy asked me and I replied the same thing, until a long crowd of boys surrounded me, it was like a line in disney world. 

I could tell Blake was watching me glumly, so I just smiled and shouted, "Sorry, I'm taken!" and left everyone including the girls with mouths open. I laughed and then started to run to the girls bathroom. But I was too slow. 

A guy who I saw hanging out with Blake a few times ran to me quickly (I think his name was Matt, I'm not sure), and before I knew it he held me close and said, "Blake doesn't like you."

He then ran away and I looked back at him. What did he say about Blake? Did he really not like me? 

I then stared at Blake, and his green eyes captivated mine for a moment and looked away to the boy I just talked to. After a few seconds of their conversation he stared at me with evil eyes. He really doesn't like me. I looked down and walked away, and before I knew it, tears fell down my face.

 

*Blake's P.O.V*

When Matt was telling me that he was going to the prom with Celine, I nearly threw up. I then caught her staring at me and I stared back with fury, as if giving her the evil eyes. She then walked away, and I couldn't tell if she was happy or sad, but probably happy. What a slut.

***

I walked home alone with Celine nowhere to be seen, and instead of looking for her I just listened to my iPod, but this time without a smile on my face. I recalled the time she kissed me; I thought it was with passion, but no. She's just a big slut and nothing else. I'm so dumb. I should have known. 

 

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