My Little Gem

When Gemma goes back to school she is caught off guard. She worked hard all summer for a fit body, but wasn't excpecting this big of a reaction. Everyone is at awe, thinking she is a new girl at first, but quickly realizing it is her. Her own friends don't recognize her at first, Well all of them except Izzy, her best friend. She is a junior and still has never been in a relationship. Will this transformation be all she needs to grab someone's attention?

Kye, the new boy. He has always been fawned over because of his looks. His parents move and he is put in a new school. He is expecting hate it, but finds there are a lot of cool people there. What he wasn't expecting was to see a girl and want her so bad, on his first day. He had always been the school bad boy and never cared to much about anyone. They where just another fling. But somehow he new that she was different, and was going to do anything to keep her. But was so,done going to stand in there way? Read to find out


7. Chapter 7

Gemma's P.O.V.


"He didn't even deny it." I whisper, watching his car leave.  I have snuggled myself into a blanket on my window seat.  Iz approaches me, about to say something.

"Can you leave please?  I think I just need some time to myself." I say softly.  She nods her head, giving me a hug before she leaves.  I watch her car drive away as well, letting the sense if loneliness wash over me.  My mother owned a very successful company, and was always gone for business.  My brothers where never home, and if they where then they where in there room, with a girl, or playing video game.

"Why do boys have to be boys?" I mutter to myself.


*The next day*


"Iz, I am fine, really." I reassure Iz for the millionth time.  I had pulled myself together yesterday, and out on my usual happy persona for school.

"If you need ANYTHING just tell me or James." She tells me.

"James and I." I correct, receiving an eye roll.

"Don't worry, we will keep him away from you Em." James says, squeezing my shoulder reassuring me.  I give them both a small smile, before going to my first class.  I remember that I have my first class with Kye.  Art class.  I sit down in my seat, one of the first kids in the class.  There was still three minutes before the second bell would ring.  I focus on my sketch in front of me, putting some finishing touches on it.  I look up when there is only two minutes til the bell and see Kye walking towards me, eyes glued to my own.

"Shit." I mutter  under my breath, ducking my head.

"Ems, please I need to talk to-" He begins, but is cut off by James.

"Hey, why don't we get started on our partner project at our OWN seat." James says, pulling him away.

"No, I just need to talk to her really quick." Kye presses.

"Not today you don't." Iz cuts in, taking a seat next to me.  I look up at Kye, looking at his beautiful brown eyes, filled with guilt, regret, and sadness.

"Please." He whispers, looking at me.  I clench my jaw, wanting to tell him he can talk to me, but know I have to stay firm.  I shake my head no before returning to my sketch.

"That's a wonderful drawing Ems." He calls over his shoulder, while being dragged away from me by James.

Class ends and I rush to my next class.  I have this class with Sasha and Lily.  As soon as I see Sasha I want to vomit.  She smirks at me, before seating herself right next to me.

"How was your date Emma?" She asks snottily.

"I didn't have one, thank you." I respond ending the conversation.  She has a pleased smile on her face, and doesn't press the matter any further.

Class drags on, leading into my third class which goes even slower.  Finally it is time for lunch, and I nearly sprint there.

"Are you really that desperate to eat?" Iz asks seeing me rush to our table.

"I just want school to be over with, and yes I am hungry." I repond opening my lunch box.

"I forgot my lunch today, and James has a meeting, so I am going to hop into line alright?" She states more than asks.  I nod my head, before taking a bite out of the sandwich in my hand.  When Iz takes a seat next to me, I let my gaze wander around the cafeteria, spotting Kye sitting not too far away.  His meets my eyes and sends me an apologetic look before returning to his conversation he is having with his guy friends.


*One month later*


It has been a whole month since the incident with Kye and Sasha.  He has tried to talk to me, and regularly texts me or calls me from random numbers.  I am sitting down at the lunch table, waiting for Iz to come back.  When Iz sits beside me, I start talking about how I feel about the situation, out of guilt mainly.

"I feel bad, I kinda feel like I should hear him out, but it just hurts so much I feel like I should just wait awhile, I don't know, what do you think?" I sigh, picking at my sandwich.  Just then I feel a familiar presence and smell the wonderful cologne I have missed.  I turn to my side with wide eyes, and sure enough, there is Kye, looking deep into my eyes thoughtfully.

"I think you should talk to him." He says quietly.  I duck my head trying to suppress the anger, betrayal, guilt, and sadness that has made home inside of me.  When I look back up at him, his eyes are pleading me to say something.  I open my mouth to say something but clamp it shut, clenching my jaw.  I turn back to my food and begin eating without another word.  I hear his groan, then sigh and leave my table.

"She just rejected you bro!" A guy from his table calls out.

"Good luck getting her, she is a rare painting that nobody can touch." Another guy adds.

"She is a fine piece of meat you only eat once." Someone else chimes in.

"She is a near extinct animal that you can't catch." Yet another kid contributes.  Having enough of it I march to their table standing directly behind Kye.

"I am NOT an object, so stop talking about me like I am!" I shout before storming out of the cafeteria all together.  Just as I am about to reach the staircase so I can get to the library, a hand grabs my shoulder.

"Hey, I'm sorry about that, they are jerks, don't mind what they say." Kye says gently.

"I find it hard to believe you thought what they said was ok." I huff before jerking myself out of his grasp, ascending the stairs two at a time.

I reach the library and make myself comfortable before reading the first book my hand touches.  Just as I am finishing the book, my phone lights up.


Meet me by the old willow after school if you are ready to hear the story from me


Unknown number





I put my phone away as the bel, rings and make my way towards my 4th class.  I walk in and let the class drag by, listening to everything the Spanish teacher had to say, but not really absorbing any of it.  Classes where so boring and I already knew just about everything they were trying to teach me, because I had grown up with a nanny that used to be a college professor.

After my 5th class I make my way to my truck which was parked a few car spaces away from the old willow.  I hesitate, debating whether or not I should meet him or not.  I see the top of his head standing by the willow, waiting, and with a sigh I get into my truck.  I back out and, unfortunately, have to drive by the willow.  He spots me and looks so disappointed, and I feel bad, really bad.  I mouth 'sorry', but he only shakes his head in response.  I put my focus back on the parking lot and drive home, drowning in guilt.

I wake up with a start, glancing at my phone.


It is as good of a time as any to get up I guess.  I put on the yellow I had wore almost a month ago when I was going to go on my date with Kye.  I smile at the memory, then remember what it had lead to.  I frown, and continue getting ready.  I pair the top with light ripped skinny jeans, and a pair of white sandals.  I feel comfortable, and when I am pleased with my hair I make my way downstairs.  I grab a bagel, and spend a thin layer of homemade jam on it before kissing my mother goodbye, and getting in my truck.

When I enter the school I feel like something is off.  There is a loud hollering coming from one side of the school.  I rush over to see what the ruckus is all about and see one of the kids from the table that was calling me an object, being pummeled by Kye.

"Kye!  Stop it right now!" I shout.  At the sound of my voice he freezes.  He turns to me with a softened gaze, that suddenly hardens.  My breath catches in both relief for the boy, and fear of Kye's gaze.  When he stands up, letting the kid go, he never breaks his stare.  We both stand there unmoving, waiting.  When the crowd is gone we stand there for a few more moments in silence.  He reaches out towards me and opens his mouth to say something, but before he can I turn around and leave.  It was ten minutes before my first class, so I decided I would go find Iz and James.

I walk into my first class, only to see everyone else was already there.  Even though there was two minutes until the bell.  My gaze sweeps the room stopping at Iz who is glaring at someone.  I follow her glare to Kye who is also being glared at by James.  Kye is not affected by this, but is instead has his burning glare of his own turned to me.  I duck my head before sitting next to Iz quickly.

"What's your guys' problem?" I ask, gesturing at her and James.

"Well little Mr. Bad Boy, over there thought it would be a good idea to scold us, saying we where keeping you from him for no reason." She states, "he also said he has been trying to talk to you, is this true?" She asks finally looking at me.

"Yes, He has, but I don't talk to him usually, unless it is necessary." I respond quietly.

"I can't believe he thinks he can play your heart like that and then come back to you like nothing happened." She growls.

"Don't you think we should at least ask for his side of the story?" I question meekly.

"Why so he can say to you, 'I enjoyed kissing her, I wasn't going to at first, but I didn't regret it when it was over with.'?"

"No, I guess not." I shake my head.  I focus on my project again, feeling Kye's gaze on me almost the entire time.  I go to my second class, enjoying the piece and quite.  My third class is equally quiet.

When lunch rolls around we sit in our usual seats.

"I swear if he keeps looking at you like that I am going to punch him." Iz says lowly.

"You guys should stop letting him get to you like that, besides, he only screwed up once, what happened to second chances?" I say.

"You want to give him a second chance?  Seriously Gemma?" Iz says in a rush.

"You are more of a blonde than I thought if you think he deserves a second chance." James adds.  With that I slam the food in my hands down in the table, get up out of my seat, and leave the cafeteria,  it not before saying,

"Kye was right, I do need to find friends that will be there for me no matter what."

I walk into an empty hallway, and punch the wall.

"Stupid stereotypes, stupid people, stupid world, ugh." I mutter.  I turn and start walking further into the hallway.  The end of the hallway has dimmer lights making it almost eerie.  Just as I enter that part of the hallway I am pushed up against the wall.  I squeeze my eyes shut as the person firmly places a hand on either side of me, trapping me.  I open my eyes, and slowly look up at my captor.


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