When I got home, I head for the kitchen to get a bottle of water. My stepmother, Sarah, is at the stove cooking dinner. She turn around when I enter.
"Hi." She greeted me.
"Hello," I responded. She turns back around and continues cooking dinner. That was how it was between Sarah and I. We didn't really say much to each other. I didn't have anything against her. She was a nice enough lady. However, ever since my dad married her almost a year ago, she had never said much to me and I've never said much to her. Just greetings and small talk. Sometimes, I wonder, if she hates me, even though she has never done or said anything mean to me before.
I didn't know my mother. She died when I was just two, so it has always been my dad and I. A year and a half ago, my dad met Sarah and I have never seen him happier. She was the first woman that he has dated since Mom died that he truly loves. I was glad that he was happy and Sarah was the one to make that happen, so I didn't mind at all.
"Is my dad here as yet?" I ask when I close the fridge.
"No. He's working late tonight." Sarah responded.
"Okay." I was about to leave the kitchen when Sarah called my name and face me again.
"How was school?" She asks surprising me. This was the first time she has actually asked me something like this.
"Um...it was okay., I answered. I was lying through my teeth because it was far from okay. I had to suffer through two classes with Logan. It didn't help that he was still trying to talk to me and I was still hurt by what he did. However, I didn't want to go through all that with Sarah, so I had no choice but to lie.
"Oh, okay." She smiles a little. "Go and wash up, dinner is almost ready." She said.
I didn't feel like eating. I didn't like the fact that I didn't have an appetite. I hate Logan for doing this to me. I gave Sarah a small smile back. "I'm sorry, but I don't feel like eating tonight."
"Oh, okay then." Was her reply. I turned away then and went upstairs to my room. When I got up to my room, I took a shower and began with my homework.
An hour later, I finish my homework and was getting ready for bed, when I heard a blast of loud music. I look through the window at the house next door, even though I didn't have to look to know who was responsible for the ruckus. It was none other than my next-door neighbour, Tyler King.
Tyler goes to my school and he is a major player. He has almost every girl at Preston High falling over their feet for him. He didn't care for any of them. All that mattered to him was getting laid. A lot of the girls at school were happy with just one night with him. Some hoped, but they knew they couldn't ask for more. The longest he has ever been with a girl was a week. Tyler is like a caged tiger; he couldn't be tamed.
Tyler spends most of his time getting into trouble and creating havoc at school. He didn't care much for rules. He just walks around without a care in the world. I remembered how annoyed I was last year when he and his parents moved beside us. I didn't care much for his attitude, so I spend my time trying to avoid him. We have never spoken to each other before, even though we have a few classes together and live next door to each other.
Our rooms were directly across from each other, so I would see him sometimes in his room. Sometimes with a girl, other times, his best friend, Seth Grant was over goofing off and drinking. Right now he was alone in his room. I shake my head. I guess he decided that tonight was a good night to be a nuisance to the neighbours.
I didn't want him to see me staring, so I turn away from the window and pull the curtains close. I finish what I was doing, turn off the light and got into bed.
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I was walking down the hallway at school the following day when someone pulled on my hand to stop me. My back was turned to the lockers and the culprit stood in front of me blocking me from escaping. When I saw who it was I felt my rage building.
I looked up getting annoyed. "Get out of my way." I ground out.
Logan shakes his head as he looks down at me. He was at least five inches taller than me and I hated that he was towering over me right now. "Not until you talk to me."
I glared up at him. "I've got nothing to say to you. Now, get out of my way." I demanded again.
Ignoring my request, Logan's expression softens as he spoke. "What Trisha and I had didn't mean anything. I regret being with her in the first place. Babe, you're the only girl I want. Please believe me."
I had to suppress the urge to roll my eyes. I don't know who he thought he was fooling, but I'm sure if he had regrets he would have stopped somewhere between those three months. He had hurt me deeply and I've lost his trust. There is no way I'm getting back together with him.
"Logan, I can't. I'm sorry." I said. Knowing Logan, he won't take no for an answer. I wanted him to give it up and leave me alone, so I added without thinking. "I'm already seeing someone else."
His expression changed instantly. His blue eyes turned a shade darker and his shoulders grew tense. "Who?"
I have no idea who to say because it was made up, so I remain silent. Thankfully, the bell for first period sounded throughout the hall. I sigh inwardly.
Saved by the bell!!
"I can't deal with this right now. I have to get to class." I side-step him and walk away from him. Luckily, he didn't stop me, so I took quick steps to class.
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The school day ended and I was leaving my last class. Tori had told me that she had to leave school right after class because she had to go grocery shopping for her mom.
While I was walking down the corridor, I felt a pair of eyes on me. I look up and saw Logan at his locker watching me. The corridor was almost empty, so it wasn't hard to spot him. When will this stop? When will he accept the fact that I don't want to talk to him? I turn my eyes from him as I spot a movement through the corner of my eyes. I look towards the person and saw that it was Tyler at his locker.
Right then and there an idea popped into my head. I don't know where that idea came from, but I guess I wasn't thinking straight. With Logan's eyes still on me, I continue walking, then turn in the direction of Tyler's locker. Tyler just close his locker when I finally reach up to him. Before he could speak, move or think, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his head towards mine and kiss him.
Tyler let out a surprised breath, before - as I expected - start kissing me back. I felt him smirk into the kiss and I knew he was enjoying this. I wanted to pull away, but I didn't. I had to do this.
So I swallowed my pride and my dignity and continue to kiss the one person I didn't expect to kiss.
The Player of Preston High.
Tyler put his hands on my waist and pull me closer to him. I could feel his entire body press up against mine. Thinking it was now time to end this, I broke the kiss and pull away from him, creating a few distance between us. Tyler was looking at me, an arrogant smirk on his lips."Well, what do we have here?" Tyler said. "I know you couldn't resist me, Sweet Cheeks, but next time give me a warning first. I'll be happy to oblige anytime." He winked at me.I roll my eyes. Boy, was he arrogant! This is why I avoid him like the plague. He was too full of himself. "Please don't flatter yourself. I'm only here for one reason only.""Yes I know. You want me." He responded smugly.Before I could respond, I heard a locker door slam loudly. I turn around in that direction to see Logan storming away. I smiled. Mission accomplished. Tyler followed my line of vision and then chuckle."Ahh, I see. Putting on a show for your boyfriend?" He asked.Now that Logan had left, I step away from Tyler comp
The weekend went by and now it was Sunday evening. I was currently sitting up in bed reading one of my favourite books; The Hunger Games. I can't count how many times I've read it.I was so indulged in the book, that I hadn't heard the soft tap on my window at first. When I hear the second tap, I put the book down and listen. After a while, I hear it again. Yep, I definitely wasn't imagining things.I rest the book on my bedside table and got off the bed. I went over to my window and open the curtains. I slide the window pane up and look out. Tyler was sitting on his window sill, looking as comfortable as ever. He had a few pebbles in his hands."Were you planning on breaking my window?" I ask."No, I didn't hit it that hard." He shrug his shoulders as if it was nothing."What do you want?" I ask, getting to the point."I just wanted to tell you that I'll be waiting for you tomorrow to drive you to school." He said.I scrunch up my eyebrows in confusion. "Why?""We are suppose to be d
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The dinner was delicious and Rachel was great dinner company. I ate every single thing, which Rachel was delighted about. When we were finished eating, Rachel went to the kitchen and came back with slices of the chocolate cake that I had brought earlier. Even though I couldn't eat anything more, I accepted the offered slice.After I finished the last crumb of the cake, I looked up at Rachel across the table. "Thanks again for dinner, Rachel. It was amazing." I commended.She smiled brightly. "You're welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it.""Thanks." I returned her smile, which was contagious.She clasped her hands in excitement suddenly. "Oh, I have to show you Tyler's pictures. I'll go get my album." She said, getting up instantly.Tyler, who was beside me, eyes widen. "No, Mom. I don't think that is necessary. Emily has to leave now anyways." He said quickly, trying to stop his mother.His mother brushed his comment aside. "Oh, nonsense. I'm sure Emily would be happy to see it." She said,
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