The Prickled Heart

If there is one girl any guy in Westerfield High is afraid of, it's Jesy McKinnley. Forget the fact that she may as well be the hottest chick in campus, she's off limits; and not in the way that you might think.

When the resident school magazine is one scoop away from completion (a.k.a. 'The Hottest Scoop of The Year') it's up to the not-so-awesome Rhys Miller to save the day with the hottest topic the editor-in-chief could come up with. Unluckily for him, it just had to be Jesy.

Rated [Yellow] for future scenes.


14. The Queen's Court





It was a wonder how Rhys Miller ever let Jesy McKinnley drag him into the cafeteria without so much of a fight. Westerfield High's cafeteria, in Rhys's opinion, resembled a royal court room. One can see the levels and status of each person depending on where they sat. The lowly sat near the door -and, dare he say it, the rubbish bin- while the Royal Court, as everyone in Westerfield dub the popular ones as, sat on the slightly elevated level (like a stage of three feet, more or less) at the far end of the large room where they overlook everyone or, as Rhys sees it, where everyone can view them.

Rhys wondered why the architect who designed the place added that unnecessary leverage. It only added to the stereotyping in their school and, quite frankly, was a waste of concrete. From the corner of his eye, Rhys saw Chris at their usual table- one of the tables at the middle where, Rhys thought bitterly, neither the popular nor the outcasts sat. His best friend, like all the other students perusing the cafeteria, was looking at him with that odd look that Rhys found disturbing. It was if he was a stranger. Rhys turned his head to him as he passed, giving him a look which he hope said" "HELP ME!" but if Chris had noticed or understood, he made no move to reply. Rhys saw Yanna glaring at him as she sat on the table which can be labeled as something for "notable commoners--" near the popularity line, but not really in the popularity line. He avoided her gaze as she stabbed at her salad angrily.

Jesy tugged on his hand impatiently as he stopped at the steps that lead to her area. Rhys had not even noticed he stopped, his gazed focused on the hurdle he was about to jump. He knew, of course, that after this, people will not see him as Invisible Rhys, but someone else entirely. He took the first step, and another, counting the next four steps as he did.

Rhys was both relieved and disappointed when Jesy let go of his had as she sat on her seat, gesturing for him to do the same. Rhys looked at the faces of those who sat on Jesy's table- two girls and two guys, Allie, the captain of the girl's football team; Kara, the ever preppy captain of the volleyball team with her boyfriend of two years, Marc, who was the school's star male football player- since Tyler Darwins left, that is,  and Daniel who was into musicals (he was the president of their Drama Club, after all) and boys.

"Well hello there," Rhys gulped when Daniel turned his attention to him. Rhys was by no means a homophobic, but he was not entirely comfortable when people openly flirt with him. He knew, however, that he was in no means special, Daniel flirts with everyone, after all. "What are you doing here?"

Rhys turned to Jesy who was busy tapping away on her phone. He needed her help.


"He'll be sticking around for a while," Jesy suddenly said without looking up from her device. "Make him feel at home."

How ironic, Rhys wanted to say to her. She won't even look at him. Kara, who was across him, hummed in a way that Rhys found unnerving. 

"Yes, milady," she jokingly said before holding out her hand to Rhys. "Karenina Wilson," she introduced, "Call me Kara, not Karenina or Nina."

"You know," Allie said stirring her drink with a straw, "I find it unnecessary for you to say your entire first name and then always add 'call me Kara, not Karenina or Nina,'" she then nodded at Rhys "Allison Niles or Allie, for short."

Rhys nodded giving her a tight-lipped smile.

"Well, pretty boy," Daniel said, turning Rhys's attention to him, "You probably already  know who am, but I'll still say it, I'm Daniel Lee but you can call me Dad-"

"I think that's enough trying to scare him off, Dan," Marc said, finally speaking up. Daniel pouted but did not try to continue which Rhys was grateful for. "I'm Marc Jacobs. You're Rhys, right? The one from Biology class."

Rhys nodded, "Yeah."

"Well," he said, gesturing to everyone at the table, "welcome to our group, or as certain people call it, The Royal Court."

Rhys wanted to ask why he sounded bitter about that but before he could, Jesy suddenly stood up from her seat, grabbing the attention of everyone in the cafeteria. Not that it was hard to, everyone was already looking their way earlier.

"Can everyone go mind their own business, please?" she said in a loud voice which made most people lower their head in embarrassment. "Thank you!" with a huff, Jesy sat back down, irritated.

Rhys was surprised at this. As it seems, Jesy wasn't exactly keen or oblivious on the attention they had gotten, too. It made him admire her a little bit more. When he turned, he caught Kara's eye. She was smirking as she watched the two of them. Rhys looked away in embarrassment.

Allie asked if Jesy was alright, with the latter saying she was fine and was just a bit tired. Daniel did not flirt with Rhys for the remainder of their lunch hour, but Rhys would be a fool not to notice the whispers that he and Kara shared in between an indifferent looking Marc.

If this was the Royal Court, Rhys surmised, then this was a stark difference of what he thought it was. They weren't snobby or pretentious.

They were normal.







"Hey," Chris greeted as Rhys sat beside him in Economics, their last class for today. Their teacher was late, as usual. "How was it sitting with the populars?"

"I'm sorry I didn't spend time with you today," Rhys said to his friend, "It's just that Jesy's-"

Chris held up a hand, stopping him. "Chill, man," he said with a laugh, "It's fine. I was busy with the program I was doing, anyways."

"I swear, it'll only be two weeks and-"

"Man, stop that; you're sounding like an overbearing girlfriend," a laugh, "Seriously, I don't mind if you start hanging around at the popular table for the rest of the year. Maybe you'll even get Jesy as a girlfriend. What I would mind, however, is if you start acting like you own the place and forget about good ol' Chris."

"I would never do that," Rhys said. "You're my best friend."

Chris smirked, "Good to hear that, then. It would be a shame not to become your best man."

Rhys scoffed punching his friend's arm. "You're an idiot," he said. Chris only laughed.

"What? It's possible! Maybe you and Jesy can even go on a double date with me and Cath."

Rhys had forgotten to ask him how his date went.

"How was it?" he now asked. Chris smirked.

"It was awesome," was all he said.




This blog has been rated as CONFIDENTIAL.


9/20/ 2010




As it turned out, this day wasn't as bad as it first seemed. Jesy told me that the news of us suddenly 'hanging out' will wore off soon so I should not worry too much. She also dropped me off at my place before going to the Emporium, as it turned out, she had a shift today. What I'm curious about, though, was what Chris meant by 'awesome.'










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