Your feedback on that previous oneshot made me smile! haha, it was just so.. Different I decided to post it. I'm glad I got positive feedback on it! I thought you guys would definitely hate me after that. <3
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Directly behind Jocelyn's seat, Josh sat to the second desk behind us, facing his body left, nuzzling his face dangerously close to a girl's lips. He buried his face at the side of her hair, causing her cheeks to flush with red, and giggle from time to time. His right hand was on her bear thigh, as she wore a mini-skirt. His left hand was digging and playing with her brunette curls, and his lips moved slowly across the side of her face to the front. And then they rested their foreheads against each others'.
I didn't recognize the girl he was with, and it might be a bit cruel to say that she was almost as striking as Jocelyn. Not in a triple-zero way, but she was just as fashionable. Just by looking at her, you'd have that presence as if you were standing next to some super-star. Like any other girl, the girl he was with seemed to take a good interest in him. And, unlike myself, she showed it well. Her index and middle fingers slowly ran up Josh's muscular arm, and her other hand was occupied holding her height up on the desk as she started to lean down. I couldn't watch this any longer.
Jocelyn pulled my hand reassuringly, making me look at her. She had a sorry smile on her lips. "Hayley, just ignore them. Let them get in trouble," She rolled her eyes at their direction, turning back to the front of the class.
I couldn't get the picture out of my head. Why was I so paranoid with this? He wasn't mine to take. Wait... I can't be developing any sort of feelings for Josh, can't I?
If anything, my eyes reacted to that question by blurring my vision. I can't cry, not now. Why am I even crying like this? This isn't supposed to be happening.
Jocelyn's hand found mine. She swung it back and forwards in an You're-Going-To-Get-Better-Now sort of fashion. I chuckled at the action, and let the single tear fall away. I wiped it quickly, soon leaving no trace of crying.
"We'll have a group meeting at lunch, later. We have to talk about this." She carefully stated, as if it were more of a question than an order. I nodded my head in agreement.
"Good. Because Alannah and I have got a plan for that girl- and hopefully we come up with something very soon."
My memory triggered back to lunch time yesterday, when Alannah and Jocelyn mentioned somebody with the name of Ryan. Ryan? A girl name? Jocelyn caught my confusion and smiled. "It's a code name. Her real name is Rianne Clinn. You know- a name nobody would suspect."
"Mm, tell me something." She paused as I caught her devilish glance. "How do you feel?"
"How do I feel?" I stupidly repeated, clearing up any mis-heard pronunciation.
"Yes." Jocelyn brightly grinned. "Tell me."
How odd. "Okay, well... Kind of betrayed. Rejected. Cheated. Unwanted." The words came out with ease, and I took my eyes to my lap, wanting to look away from what she was going to say next.
"Well, You have to know that it's most definitely not your fault. Wanna see something?" She still held that little sparkle in her eye.
I was un-certain of what Jocelyn had in mind, but with the time slowing down, and no sign of teacher in-sight, might as well go for it. I shrugged in response.
"Okay. This is for you, Hayley." She smiled sweetly and rose from her chair, standing, setting her apart from the rest of the students present in the classroom.
"OH, MY, GOSH, RI-AAANNE!" She called out, and at once, the entire classroom stopped what they were doing to pay attention to the blond Alpha. Jocelyn turned her heel, swinging herself to the back of the classroom as the students remained quiet. Just the way she called Rianne's name forced a few giggles out of me. I bit my lip to stop myself from ruining this moment.
I expected Rianne to look shocked. But, to everybody's surprise, she wasn't. Her and Josh were now separated, sitting against their own desks, and not lovingly leaning in towards each other at the very back of the classroom.
Josh looked away, not wanting to be a part of this conversation, as Rianne just rolled her eyes at Jocelyn who now, placed her left arm on her hip and leaned against her leg. "What are you aiming for? Stripper-pole chic?" Jocelyn threw the words at Rianne boldy.
Snickers spread across the classroom one-by-one. I bit my lip harder, restraining from laughing.
"Oops, sorry," Jocelyn continued, "I forgot you worked at a night club." She pulled a face. "Isn't that how you met Josh?"
Rianne just narrowed her eyes at Jocelyn, with nothing to say.Instead of looking hurt, she just looked plain mad. She was somehow controlling herself with not speaking back to her. Then, came out: "You're one to talk, Jocelyn. Goin' 'round thinking you're everything you are."
Jocelyn rolled her eyes. "Please. I'm just being myself, Rianne. Try it sometime." She winked at her.
I desperately covered my mouth with both my hands to stop myself from laughing. It was horrible of me to laugh at somebody's else' expense, but I couldn't help myself.
But then- if Rianne kept it up, this was going to get ugly.
Heck, if I was Rianne, I'd be running all the way to the bathroom. But then, last year, I was worst than she was. How can somebody like me be accepted by Jocelyn? While Rianne, as strong as she proved, wasn't?
There was something wrong here.
Rianne's bottom lip started quivering. She was about to cry.
Josh, on the other hand, just frustratedly looked out the window, trying to ignore the fact that Jocelyn just humiliated him.
"That's what I thought." Jocelyn smirked hotly, tilting her head slightly to the side. She brought her nails closer to her face, inspecting them, as if she didn't have a care in the world. Then, after a few moments of nothing but humiliation, giggles, and a new subject of gossip to whisper about, Jocelyn steadily turned around and sat back down at her desk besides me, leaving a dumbstruck Rianne and Josh.
"That makes me feel a lot better for some reason." I whispered to Joce as she gracefully sat down. The spark and angry flare was now gone from her eyes, and she sweetly grinned. "Good." She replied.
Second period was over, accomplished with a few notes, and an essay about ourselves. An essay to complete, so that the class shall know more about one another, and it would also help the teacher with knowing her students. Our teacher's name was Mr. Lemmonn. Jocelyn and Sawyer would joke repeatedly about the name, and I couldn't help but smile at their silly jokes.
"I wonder what Mr. Lemmonn does when life hands him lemons."
"He turns them into English assignments and lets his students wonder how he did it."
"Probably." Sawyer would chuckle, and they'd look at each other for a moment.
"I'm gonna get going for lunch, 'aight? I'll talk to you later." Sawyer offered her a smile, and she took it easily, motioning him to go on. He still had no idea what happened while he was gone.
Sawyer packed his binder in his backpack and made his way out the classroom door. Jocelyn, a teeny bit sidetracked turned back to me with a bit of a squeal. We were the last two in the class still; Mr. Lemmonn trusting us enough to close the classroom doors once we get out.
"I get it, I get it," I rolled my eyes, waiting for her to organize her pencils to fit in the fancy 2-inch binder.
"You love him, no need to hide it."
"I do not love him... I just... I like him. A lot. Kind of the way you like Josh." She hummed.
I scoffed. Yeah right. "Let's go," I reminded her, pulling her arm towards the hallways.
Without Jocelyn, I sort of felt like one of those lost fish going the wrong direction in traffic.
But with her walking, it was like a path was cleared for both of us. It was amazing.
We were now walking to my locker, which was a bit closer to the English room; to put back my school supplies for Lunch.
"Yikes. How can you stand all this attention? All the eyes are creepin' me out.."
Jocelyn laughed half-heatedly at my observation. "Don't you just love the attention, Hayley? It makes you stand out." She smirked at the group of Josh-Disciples, who quickly looked away, but still snuck glances at us.
She continued, "Just think of it. You have the power to do what you can, without getting in trouble for it. What would you do, Hayley? Wouldn't you take advantage of it? It's glorious, really. But, the thing is," She lowered her voice, "You have to be careful. You have to act effortless."
I had nothing to say to that.
"Don't worry, you'll get it very soon." She bumped her elbow into my arm jokingly.
"Yeah," I replied, uneasy.
Ahead of us, Josh's posse re-united by the end of the hallways near my locker. I groaned at the sight of them, twisting the dial, and shoving the binder and pencils with force. Jocelyn, being as calm as she always is, just leaned against Taylor's locker, waiting for me. She grimaced at the sight of Sawyer with Josh.
I slammed my locker shut, noticing Taylor wasn't anywhere in sight. He's probably with his other friends.
"Joce," I started to ask, us both looking at the direction of Josh's posse. I wanted to ask her about her and Josh's history, and what happened between them that could make them hate each other so much; but her reaction was one of curiosity with Sawyer- and none of concern of Josh at all.
"Mhm?" She her eyes shifted over to mine.
"Um," Maybe I should ask another time. "Done. Let's go to your locker; we'll meet the girls there."
She stood up straight, gripping her binder tighter. "It's a plan."
Alannah sat at Jocelyn's right. Me, on her left, and Marina and Jennifer across from us, forming a perfect circle around the table at the center of the cafeteria.
"Anything new?" Marina's eyes widened, expecting the latest. Jennifer bit into her vegetarian lasagna, as Alannah soaked her celery into ranch dressing. I held a ham and cheese sandwhich in hand, and Jocelyn and Marina sat empty-handed. Marina was able to digest her lunch in less than three minutes, which was consisted of yogurt, a single banana and a pack of grapes. And Jocelyn just sat there, queen-like, with strawberry-flavored water in-front of her.
"Math was boring. Nothing really new. Except that Don farted in mid-silence, causing detention after school for him." Jennifer made a gagging sound. The girls giggled.
"No kidding, it was so gross," Alannah stated. "Plus, I sat behind him, it was just.. Nasty, that smell."
"What a loser," Jocelyn smiled, taking a small sip of her water. "Hayley and I have something to announce. But, before anything, what about you, Marina?"
Marina shrugged, leaning back onto her chair. "Had gym with Ashton and Brady. Guess what they were talking about."
We all leaned in towards Marina, who coolly slumped down. "No guessers? Takers? Anybody?"
"Oh, just spit it out," Jennifer urged, making us all smile.
"I didn't have the chance to eavesdrop on the entire conversation, but you know Taylor York?"
Taylor? How could Ashton and Brady possibly have a conversation about Taylor? My stomach flopped. "Yeah, what about?" I asked. Alannah and Jennifer looked at me questioningly, but turned back to Marina after a while.
"Well, they were talking about Taylor York liking a girl, really hard. They were also talking about Josh and Taylor. I couldn't hear the whole thing, though. But they said something about Taylor and Josh fighting over something, the whole school year. They said that the fight would end once we graduate."
Taylor. And Josh. In the same conversation. And that wasn't even the worst part.
Just the thought of it made me want to die.
"W-What did they say exactly?" I painfully pushed the words out of my mouth.
"Hayley, do you know anything about this?"
"I don't know, I just... I'm really good friends with Taylor."
"You're friends with Taylor York? Since when?" Alannah's eyes widened in surprise. Did they have anything against Taylor? Associated with Taylor? I looked at Jocelyn. She nodded encouragingly, as if telling me, Just tell them, they'd get over it, whatever it is.
"Since the beginning of the year. He's been so sweet, and nice, and... Amazing." I sighed. Taylor was amazing. He was there when I needed him. But wait. The List...
"Oh, so... Are you're crushing on him?" Alannah asked- with a bit of a pained voice.
"What? No, I don't like Taylor that way..." I gulped. I wasn't sure about that.
"Alright," Alannah smiled, then adjusted her attitude back into Alpha-mode. Just those few seconds she looked vulnerable. She couldn't possibly-
"Anyways," Jennifer interrupted my thoughts, "Marina, continue."
"Well, Brad mentioned that Taylor..." She looked out of out inner circle, as if having a flashback. "I didn't fully understand what they were talking about. But, there was something about Josh and Taylor having the exact same girl on The List."