The New Kid - Chapter 3: Are You Kidding Me!?

Learning more about characters... So sorry this took so long to post!! I've been busy with school... but... Thanks SOOO much for all your support!!! I set a goal last time for 200 views to continue... I've already written chapter 4 so if I get 10 comments I'll post it!! Let me know what you think!!! (Please read chapters 1 and 2 first or this will ruin it for you!!)
"Well, he's tall with amazing blue eyes! He has curly brown hair and he's funny as can be... ummm OMG I couldn't say much around him... I can hardly talk about him! I couldn't breathe for a few seconds when I first saw him, but it was probably from the bump."
"Ooo! It sounds like someone has a little crush on the new kid!" She laughed and continued "How many classes do you have together?"
"Well as far as I know, only History..."
"But there are three other classes that you don't know about!!!"
"Sooooooo?"
"Just wait and see if he's in those... did you invite him to sit with us at lunch?"
"No! Oh my gosh, Claire! I told you I could hardly talk!! I'll have to as soon as I see him tomorrow! Oh did I tell you he's gonna try out for the football team tomorrow morning before school? The coach is gonna let him because he was on it at his school in Colorado!"
"You better, and that's awesome, but doesn't that mean he'll be at the football table?"
"Oh... yeah... Well... NOT IF I GET TO HIM FIRST" We both laughed after my comment...
"Well, Ariel, I have to go do the laundry! Sorry, hun! See you first thing in the morning be there early ok?"
"Ok, bye Claire."
I finished my chores like Claire and went to bad. Even Asleep I knew that horrid sound was coming & I jumped right up when it did. I was at school so early, just like Claire asked, not even 1/3 of the teachers were there yet! Blake, however, was there... he was actually just coming out of his tryouts. "Hey, Blake" I hollered out to him.
"Oh, hey Ariel, what do ya need?" I said jogging up to me.
"I wanted to know if you would like to sit with me and the rest of us at the table during lunch!"

His smile faded a little "Well, the guys already asked..." he continued "I'm so sorry!" I could tell he meant it.
"It's alright! No big deal."
"Tomorrow! I promise tomorrow I will come and sit with you!"
"Ok!" We laughed and walked over to where a few of the football players were. Mike was there early, which was strange for him because he likes attention so much, but the coached asked him to help judge Blake... (who, by the way, MADE THE TEAM!). He pulled me aside... "ugh, what now?" I thought to myself... "Are you freaking kidding me Ariel?" He shouted "I have never once sat at your table!"
I calmly replied "Mike, I have asked you to sit with us several times and you choose not to, plus he's new here."
His voice grew louder into a scream, it seemed. "YOU KNOW WHAT ARIEL, JUST SHUT UP!!!" I stormed off and I walked around for a few minutes with my head down until Claire arrived. She pulled me out of the middle of the road before I realized she was there.
"What's wrong, Ariel?" She asked.
"Nothing, I'm fine silly!" She knew something was up, but she also knew I didn't want to talk about it.
"Ok, well, did you talk to B-" I put my hand over her mouth before she could continue
"Hush! He's right over there I'm sure he can hear you!" I pulled her with me till we were far enough away that they couldn't hear me... "Yes, I talked to him... the guys already asked, but he promised to sit with us tomorrow!"
"SWEET!! Hey look there's Summer!" We ran over to talk to her and as we did our friends began arriving one by one until they were all there. We talked out front until the bell rang telling us we had five minutes to get to class.

I usually met mike outside the gym, his first period, before class. Today I didn't want to, but maybe he had a good reason for yelling. Come to find out there was a reason he was so irritable- irritable, ugh I sound like my mom-. I went around to where we usually meet and I didn't find Mike; but I found his gym bag, open. Sticking out of that bag was a white bottle, I picked it up. They were steroids, Mike was on STEROIDS!!! I need to end whatever 'relationship' we have left ASAP, but I didn't feel like one mistake was enough. 2nd period finishes up and it's lunch time! I'm so ready to talk to mike I can feel the words running through my mouth. I continued to walk around the corner to where we always meet and I saw them... My heart fell to the floor, "Mike..." and then filled with anger "Are you kidding me, CELESTE!? Wha-" I dropped the white bottle on the floor and 'walked' to the bathroom, which eventually turned into a slow run. Neither of them stopped me so I know what they did was on purpose. I wasn't watching where I was going and ran into... guess who... Blake. I continued looking down "Uh, sorry, Blake... I have to go" and finished on my 'run' to the bathroom. I heard "Are you-" and he stopped when I didn't look back. Less than 5 minutes after I got into the bathroom Claire arrived... "Ariel, Blake told me you looked ups-" Her words failed at the sight of my running mascara. "What happened?" She managed to say.
"Mike, Mike happened."
"Oh, I'll kill him, I swe-"
"No," I interrupted "I'll handle it... They're all the same, They just like to be in the spotlight. Why can't they just- (to be continued)

**Blake's Point Of View**
I wondered what happened... I didn't know why she looked so upset, but I'm bound to find out. "Hey, have you guys seen Ariel?" I asked the people sitting at the 'Football' table.
"Not sure, I'll ask Mike about her. He'll know." James (Ariel's Ex and Star Running Back of the team) told me.
"Iight, sounds good."
Mike came waltzing around the corner slightly confused, but a huge smile on his face
"Hey, Mike, what's up with Ariel?"
Mike looked at James and laughed "She caught me kissing the hottest girl in the whole school, Celeste."
"Woah, dude, that's not cool." James argued and a few others agreed, but the rest of the table let out a "Yea-ya" or a "Score!!"
Mike continued on "Yeah, I'd take Cel over Ariel ANY DAY!" I was about ready to smash his face into the concrete wall behind his chair... James caught my look and took me away from the table along with some of the other guys.
"Hey, don't let him get to you, Blake, he's always like this..."
"Every Quarterback I've ever has been... they all wanna be the center of attention... Why can't they just get over it?"

**Ariel's Point of View**
(...continued) - get over it?"
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Published: 10/6/2009
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