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

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8. Chapter 8

Gemma's P.O.V.

 

Kye.

Kye is standing their, seething.

"Why the hell did you ditch me yesterday?" He growls, looking into my eyes intimidatingly.

"I didn't ditch you, I never said I was coming." I respond.

"You said okay, when I told you to meet me." He says angrily.

"No you said meet me if you are ready to hear the truth, I responded to that thank you very much." I say becoming irritated myself.  He huffs out a frustrated breath.  

"Kye." I say softly.  He looks at the ground.

"Kye." I say again.  He still doesn't look at me.  I reach out and slowly grab his chin, lifting his face so he is looking at me.

"Kye." I say again.

"Yes Ems?" He responds quietly.

"I couldn't meet you yesterday because Iz and James have got it so stuck in my head you are just some fuck boy that doesn't care about any one but yourself."

"Ems you know-" He starts, but I cut him off.

"Let me finish," I say, and he nods, "but I realize that they could be so very wrong, that they are just angry, I saw that today, they hurt my feelings with some of the things they said." I pause taking a deep breath, "I am ready to hear your side of the story now Kye."

He lets out a sigh of relief.  A small smile forms on his face, and he rests his head on my shoulder.

"You have no idea how badly I have wanted you to say that Ems." He says into my shoulder.  I chuckle at his happiness and relief.  He looks into my eyes with the unknown emotion.

"I am being serious Ems."

"I know Kye-kye."

"Kye-kye?" He questions, quirking a brow and smirking.  I punch his shoulder playfully.

"Can you release me please Kye-kye."

"No, not until you stop calling me that."

"Why, don't you like Kye-Kye." I say innocently.  He narrows his eyes at me, before a mischievous grin finds its way onto his face.  He leans forward and places a single kiss in my shoulder.

"Nope, not happening, Kye get the heck off of me." I say pushing his shoulder back.

"You don't like?" He mumbles nuzzling into my neck.

"I stopped calling you that Kye!  Now get the heck off of me!" I scold.

"I don't want to." He says still nuzzled into my neck.

"Kye." I say warningly.

"Fine." He groans, putting his arms down.  He doesn't move his face however.

"Meet me at the café after school Ems." He mumbles.  I pull away and start walking down the hallway.

"Sounds like a plan Kye-kye." I tease.  He stands up and starts running towards me.  I run in the other direction laughing.  He quickly catches up to me, turning me around to face him, pinning my hands against his chest.

"What did you call me?" He challenges with a grin on his face.

"What do you think I called you?" I challenge back.

"I think you called me," he pauses chuckling, "Kye-kye."

"Then you are correct." I give his cheek a quick peck.  This surprises him, causing him to let go of my hands.  I turn around and run to my next class.  I sit down in my seat, then I realize, Kye has this class with me.

"Oh great." I mutter to myself, as I get my MacBook out of my backpack.

"What was that Ems?" Kye whispers into my ear from behind me.  I sit up quickly, MacBook in hand.

"This is going to be an entertaining class today." Kye says before sitting in his chair a couple seat to the left of me.

The bell signaling the start of class goes off and we all wait for the teacher to come in.  We wait for ten minutes with no sign of the teacher.  I stand up and go to her desk, seeing there is a note on it.

To whomever is reading this in my fourth period Chemistry class,

Take the stack of papers next to this note and bring them down to the office.  Have them make one more copy of each paper.  Carry them back and hand them out to the class.  Have everyone follow the instructions on their paper.  You may take the one underneath the note, and follow the instructions on that paper.  Please film the process once you hand the papers out, and don't forget to enjoy yourself :)

-Mrs. Rewler

 

I glance at the paper that I am supposed to take and smirk.

Kye was right, this is going to be a rather entertaining class today.

"Ok guys, according to the note she left me I have to make some copies of these papers.  When I get back I will pass out the papers and you are supposed to follow the instructions on the paper." They nod their heads in understanding.  Luckily none of them question it, because they are all rather good kids.  I make my way down to the office and see Mrs. Rewler sitting in the office.

"I am so glad you are the one that got the note Gemma." She says with a grin in her face, "here I already made the copies, now go have fun."

I make my way back to the classroom and begin passing out the papers, stopping at Kye last.  I gave him the strangest one out of all of them.  I see some confused looks going around, and several, 'I am not doing this', murmurs. Just then the principal walks in.

"Gemma is in charge, do the papers Mrs. Rewler had her hand out and behave, you are on camera." She says before leaving.  I hear groans, but people get up and begin following the directions.  Group one is on a scavenger hunt for a bag of makeup, when they find it they are supposed to give it to group two.  Group two is looking for a closet in the school with two dresses.  When they find the dresses they are supposed to give it to group three.  Group three is looking for wigs and when they find the wigs they are supposed to give it to group one.  Group one must then pick out which wig they like the most.  Group two has to pick out a shade of lipstick, eyeshadow, mascara, and nail polish.  Group three has to pick out their favorite dress.  They will then give all this too me and assist me where they can.  Group five has only one person in it.  They will be setting up paint and glitter trap in the hallway.  The one person in group five just so happened to be.... Kye.  When Kye has come back I will then have him change into the dress, put the wig on and do his makeup, with assistance if necessary.  I will then parade him around the hallway to the paint and glitter trap.  The other groups will not know about the trap, and will walk right into it while Kye and I stand and watch.  All of this will be done while being recorded from either my phone or school security cameras.  I watch the groups while recording, making sure they are following their directions.  I walk out into the hallway to check in Kye, and see he is almost done with the trap.  I re-enter the classroom, as group one, two, and three hand me the makeup, wig, and dress.  Kye enters the room, so I hand him the dress.

"What is this?" He questions.

"For you." I respond grinning.  He narrows his eyes at me, before entering the large supply closet to change.

"Ems!" Kye shout from the closet.

"What do you want Kye-kye?" I holler back grinning.

"I need help with the zipper." He groans.  I chuckle, and knock on the door softly before entering.  As soon as I enter the closet, the door is shut behind me.

"I can't believe you are making me do this." Kye groans.

"Teachers orders." I retort before turning around to look at him, "oh my goodness." I exclaim, slapping a hand over my mouth to keep from laughing.

"Just help me with the damn zipper." Kye groans again.  He turns around, and I spend a moment appreciating his muscular back.

"Like what you see?" He asks looking over his shoulder smirking.

"You wish Kye-kye." I respond smirking.  Sadly, my smirk is wiped from my face when he begins flexing his muscles.

"You are going to rip the dress." I warn.

"I bet you would love to see that Ems." He teases.

"As if." I retort, glad he can't see my red face.  I begin zipping up the dress, careful not to touch him.  About halfway up his back the zipper decides to get stuck.

"Dang it." I mutter.

"What's wrong Ems?" Kye asks, confused by my sudden stopping.

"The stupid zipper is stuck." I growl.

"No need to be so upset about it Ems." Kye says throwing his hands in the air.

"Stand still please," Kye freezes with his hands in the air, "put your dang hands down Kye." I feel him chuckle, as he lowers hands.  The zipper got stuck on the fabric in the inside of the dress, so I slip my hand inside the dress and tug the material loose.  The zipper then decides it is a good idea to detach itself from its other half.  I groan, and drag the zipper down to the very bottom and begin re-zipping it.  Once again it gets stuck about halfway up.  I repeat the process I did moments earlier, but this time it doesn't detach itself.  It gets stuck one more time up by his neck, and I quickly fix it, tucking in the tag before stepping back to admire my zipping job.

"Alright, it's done Kye-kye." I tease.  He turns around and looks down at the dress.

"I look terrible." He sighs.

"Oh stop being so salty." I laugh.  I walk out of the closet and grab the wig and makeup.  I go back into the closet, supplies in hand.

"Sit." I order.  Kye agrees and sits in one of the chairs.  I sit in a chair opposite of him and set the makeup out in front of me.

"Close you eyes." I tell him.  He listens and I give him a smokey eye look with the eyeshadow palate I was given.

"Open." He opens his eyes, focusing them on me.  I carefully put the mascara on his eye lashes.  He blinks, and I get a little under his eye.

"Hold still for a sec." I say as I begin wiping the mark.  It does the opposite of what I was hoping and make the mark larger.  I lick my thumb and bite my lip in concentration.  I get the mark off, and release my lip, pleased with my makeup removing work.  I move on to the lipstick.

"Close your mouth please." He leaves his lips parted.  I look up at him and see him staring at me.

"Kye-kye, Close your friggin mouth." He shakes his head, breaking him out of whatever thoughts where occupying his head.  He closes his mouth and begin applying the dark red lip stick.  Without thinking I bite my lip again in concentration.  He reaches forward, and tugs on my lip.  I quickly release it, only to bite it again out off habit.  When his lipstick is done he tugs at my lip again.  I duck my head in embarrassment, because I keep doing it.

"Set your hands out on my lap." I say pointing to my thighs.  He quirks his brow, but does as he is told.  As soon as he touches me, sparks begin to fly through my legs.  I begin putting the hot pink nail polish on his nails, resting the side of my hand on his.  I hear him sigh when I finish and pull my hand back.  He goes to touch his nails but I quickly stop him.

"No!  Leave your hands right there, I will have someone grab ice water!" I say frantically.

"Why do I need ice water?  I am not injured." He says puzzled.

"Ice water make your nails dry really quickly." I inform him.  I holler for someone to get me ice water, and within seconds Kye's hands are submerged in ice water.

"How much longerrrrr.  It's cooooolllld!" Kye whines.

"Grow up, and not much longer." I tell him, slightly annoyed.  I grab one of his hands and touch his nail.  When no nail polish comes of with it I let him take his hands out of the water.

"Alrighty, now we shall parade you through the hallways!" I say excitedly.

"What!" Kye says looking fearful, "No!"

"Yes!  You have to!" I laugh.  He groans and walks out of the closet with me.

"You guys ready to give the school a wee bit of a show?" I question.  I get several eager nods, while most people are taking pictures of Kye.

"You still filming Ramses?" I ask the guy I left in charge of my phone.

"Yep." He says popping the 'p'.  I lead Kye out into the hallway, and the intercom turns on.

"Everybody please make your way out of your classrooms, no phone allowed, wait by your door." The principal announces.  With Kye by my side we walk the entire school, coming to the paint trap last.

"You guys go ahead of us." I say to the rest of the group.  Kye sends me a mischievous look.

"No, you are in charge so you should go first." I narrow my eyes at him

"What a great idea." I say through my clenched teeth.  Just as I am going to walk into the trap, I grab Kye and pull him under it with me.

"OH MY GOD EMS WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR!" Kye shrieks.  I burst into a fit of laughter as the paint and glitter falls down both of our faces.  Kye stands there gaping at me, obviously frustrated his plan didn't work out the way he was hoping it would.  I grab his hand and begin walking down the hallway towards our classroom door.  Just then the bell rings signaling it is time to go to our last class.  We rush to the classroom and see everyone's bags by the door and Kye's clothes no where in sight.

"She did NOT!" Kye exclaims.

"Oh she did, I am so sorry Kye-kye." I say biting my lip, "here come with me, I can get you kind of cleaned up." I tell him.  I lead him to Izzy's locker and grab her makeup remover wipes.  I grab his wig and stuff it in the garbage.  I then begin working on his makeup, getting as much of it off as I can.  We then run to our next class, making it there seconds before the bell.  We take our seat, and everyone stares at us.  What a sight we must be.  I have paint and glitter all over me, and I got the worst of the paint and glitter when we went into the trap.  Kye on the other hand looks like a sexually confused painting, and is hilarious to look at.  When the teacher realizes everyone is staring at us he asks us to leave the classroom.  I began to panic, but he reassured me I wasn't in trouble.  We grabbed our stuff and exited the classroom, going to the cafeteria instead.

"So..." I say.

"So...?" Kye says looking at me.

"Um, can you tell me the, uh, truth?" I ask nervously.  He clenches his jaw, and I expect him to say no.

"Yes, but let's go outside to the old willow."He agrees.  I'm slightly surprised he is agreeing but don't question it.

Once we reach the willow we both sit down facing each other.

"Before I tell you what happened I want to know what you saw." He says.

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