Mister Quarterback and Miss Nobody - Chapter 2

All my classes were quite boring since all we did was introduce ourselves to the people we already knew. Every time I walked in the class, though, I hoped to see /his/ face but of course my luck wasn’t /that/ great. Before lunch, I had all my favorite classes - AP Biology, AP English Literature, AP Writing (yes, I am a nerd). This left my long afternoon with all my worst subjects like math and gym. Blah. I already had piles of homework even though we didn’t learn anything during class. The teachers called it ‘review’ but the students called it ‘torture’. In between classes, I got to see a lot of Anthony which pleased me very much. We chatted a little but about nothing really important. But from that short amount of time I got to see him, I noticed that he had a cute habit of running his hand through his hair. I also noticed his great sense of humor. He was what I called awkward-funny. I sighed involuntarily, knowing that a girl like me wouldn’t ever have a chance with a guy like him - not even in a million years. So what was the point day dreaming about him?

During my last class before lunch - English Literature - my stomach growled loudly, interrupting Mr. William’s speech. Suddenly, the class exploded with laughter which earned me a death glare from Mr. William. I quickly looked down to my empty notebook, hiding my burning face with my chocolate brown hair. When the laughter finally died down, I lightly punched myself in the stomach whispering ‘shut up’ like an idiot I was. Sometimes I hated myself for being so self conscious but I really couldn’t help it.

The rest of the class dragged on and I was half asleep by the time the bell rang. Just like every other student there, I got out of my seat as fast as I could and I was out the door in a flash.

I sighed with relief when I finally arrived at my locker. By the time I got my locker open, Anthony was there. He threw a smile my way and I grinned back, completely forgetting about what happened last period. When I got my lunch out of my locker, I slammed the door shut and made my way towards Anthony.

"So how was your morning?" He asked politely, closing his locker shut.

"Embarrassing, you?" I looked up at him and had to remind myself not to ogle at his cuteness.

He chuckled lightly and said, "Uneventful. Hey, what class do you have next?"

"Lunch. What about you?" I quickly crossed my fingers behind my back, praying for the same answer from him.

"Me too! Mind if I walk with you?" He gave me another one of his one-dimple smile and I replied with a simple nod. But inside I was bubbling with joy.
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As soon as I walked in the cafeteria, the noise was unbearable. People talked over each other so loudly that I could barely hear Anthony while we talked, even though we were like 2 inches away from each other. At first I didn’t know where to sit. One option is to sit alone at the corner table near the trash can, embarrassing myself in front of Anthony, or I could be brave and walk over to the table I used to sit at when Julie was here. Neither of those two options satisfied me. But before I could even make a choice, I noticed Monica-the fake blond Barbie wanna-be and not to mention the most popular girl at school (well now that Julie’s gone)-making her way towards me and Anthony. I was shocked since she always treated me like shit when Julie wasn’t around but I guess things changed…? But I was about to learn, that was /not/ true. Not true at all.

"Heyyyyy Anthonyyyy." Monica squealed and gave Anthony a hug. I was surprised since I had no idea she knew him. Suddenly, bad thoughts stormed into my mind.

What if Anthony liked Monica? What if /she/ like him? What if they were already dating?

All the possibilities were unbearable. I thought me and Anthony had this kind of ‘connection’ between us…Well there goes that.

"Oh hey, Monica." he smiled widely and returned the hug gently. At that moment, I got so jealous I had to bite on my tongue to stop my big mouth from screaming.

"Come sit with me!" Monica squealed again and pulled on Anthony’s arm. I looked up to see Anthony looking back at me with indecision's in his eyes. I just shrugged, trying to hide the disappointment, and gestured for him to go ahead. In reply, he shook his head ‘no’.

"Monica, I think I’d rather sit with Genna over here. Unless, she can sit with us, too…?" I blushed when Monica did a double take on me, as if we’ve never seen each other before! Last year, she would always sit right across from me and talked to Julie the whole time. She /had/ to have noticed me, right? Or was I just /that/ invisible.

I heard a small sigh escape Monica’s lips before she invited both of us to her table. I settled down at the end of the table with Anthony on my right. No one I knew bothered to talk to me except Anthony but it wasn’t a surprise. I chewed on my bottom lip nervously, just poking at my mashed potato, trying to push away all of my bad thoughts of Anthony and Monica out of my head. But of course, my mouth had some other idea.

"So how do you know Monica?" I turned my torso towards Anthony. I tried to sound like I was just making small talk but in the inside I was dying for his answer.

"Oh she’s my cousin." He replied, shrugging once again. Without meaning to, a sigh of relief slipped out of my mouth. I just nodded back, hiding my smile of victory with my hair.
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When I got home, all I could think and talk about was Anthony. And as soon as all my homework was done I called up Julie.

"GUESS WHAT?!" I screamed into the phone, jumping excitedly.

"WHAT?!" Julie screamed back just as loudly.

"I FOUND A GUY!"

The conversation went on and on until my mom finally told me to go to sleep. Like the obedient child I was, I hung up with Julie and got ready for bed. But when I finally /did/ sleep my dreams were only about /him/.

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Sorry it was such a boring chapter.
I'll try to make it better next time.
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