I handed Delilah my book bag while I jammed myself into her itty-bitty car she bought for $400.00. not the best luxury when you have a rich father. She put my bag in the back and came out the driveway.
"Lindy Smith is having a back to school party tonight. ask your mom if you could go." Delilah smiled. she, in all honesty, was never a questioner. she was the demander while you were the supplier. that's just how she is.
"I don't know, Delilah. seems kind of sporadic with everything coming up. we have our entire
sophomore year planned down to the last minute." I said pointing at the calendar in my book bag.
"yes, you do,but, we could add a little fun. I mean, come on. you couldn't possibly have plans for tonight to spend until late." Delilah sighed. I crossed my arms.
"none of which you just said, made any sense. you completely screwed up that sentence." I said shaking my head.
"Tory. please! you know exactly what I'm trying to say." She begged. I gave her my sympathetic look and raised my eyebrows.
"Just one party?" I sighed.
"Yep! and I wont ask for anymore!" Delilah piped. I bit my lip and puffed out my cheeks.
"I suppose I could do that." I shrugged with a smile. Delilah squealed and wouldn't shut up about how much fun we'd have now that I'm going. for the whole car ride...
I opened my locker and was glad I was delilah free for just a few moments. I grabbed my reading textbook and shut my locker tightly. I took a deep breath while swiftly spinning a 90 degree angle. I slammed my face directly into someone's binders and my head flew backwards. I let out a short scream and dropped my textbook to hold my face.
"Ow..." I whined. someone set their stuff down beside mine and held my elbow lightly.
"oh my god! are you okay? I am so not sorry." the person said quickly and loudly. I leaned down to grab my textbook and finally let my eyes focus on the person in front of me.
It was james, but he was called by the popular crowd huddling in the corner.
"I should get back to them. I'm not very sorry about the bump in." He have me a smirked and headed over.
Has such a fucking asshole.
I rubbed my face and picked up my textbook. Delilah came running up to me and booty bumped me making me drop my textbook once again.
I groaned and she gave me a cross look.
"what crawled up your butt?" She laughed.
"rude people." I said glaring in the direction of james.
"jeez. Must have been bad with that look on your face." She snickered.
"haha so very funny." I huffed.
"awe. poor baby." Delilah placed my textbook in my hand and wrapped her arm around me.
"come on babes. we've got class."
4th period I took the seat I had sat in for all four years I've had Mr. Weeties. James came into the classroom with a both smile and a loud laugh as Edgar Breuer told him something funny.
Her locked eyes with me but I didn't want to look away. Luckily he did first. He glared angrily at the wall ahead, coming towards the seat next to mine.
"hi."he smiled evilly.
"hi." I said bitterly.
"I'm really sorry about this morning. I saw you and I really wanted too say hello but I ran into you instead." He admitted with a sheepish smile.
"Fuck off, james. Bullshit." I said holding my head high.
"Fine. Don't take my apology." He said continuing three conversation that I had hoped would've ended a few moments ago.
"Didn't plan on it, asshole."
"that's a really pretty name. I thank you for the compliment. Atleast I am worthy of the name." He said smiling again.
"yeah... You mean by be a fucking Dick all the time? Because that's pitiful."
"excuse me. But you're in my seat." Chloe snapped.
"my pardon." Ethan stood up. Giving me a gruesome, rude smile.
"bye Tory." He finger waved me.