Are You Gonna Be My Girl?, chapter 2
Oh shit...
I could feel Katie's cold blue eyes beating down on me from across the room. It felt like a piercing knife was just pushing its way through my chest and heart.
Finally when that dreadful class was over I boldly made my way over to Frank and Katie.
"H-hey Frank, K-Katie."
"Hello Jamia," said a pissed Katie.
"Hey Jamia!" At least Frank was cheery.
I put on my famous fake smile and looked at Katie as her stern face slowly made my 'smile' fade away. After it was completly gone she got straight to the rules.
"Okay listen here Jamia. You don't touch Frank, you don't act all flirty with Frank and you wont talk to Frank ever again after this project, cause' if you do there will be hell to pay."
"Uh, but Katie..."
"Got it? Good. 'K. Thanks. Bye. Bye Frankie."
Right then and there I wanted to slap her so bad, right in the face but sadly...I couldn't.
"So Jamia..." Finally Frank was talking after Katie's blow out.
"Yeah?"
"Can you get together tonight for the project?"
"Yeah, we can work on it at my house. My parents are gone for 2 weeks."
"Great so I'll see around...say 6:30?"
"Okay it's a date. No I-I-I mean a date to w-w-ork on the..."
"See ya then," chuckled Frank with a slight smile.
"Yeah bye." I sighed.
"I am such an idiot," I whispered to myself as I watched Frank walk into another classroom.
"Hey!"
I spun around. "Uh hi?"
"I'm John but people call me Hambone."
"Okay?"
"You must me Jamia."
"Yeah I am and you must be I'm guessing a friend of Frank's?"
"Yes and I just saw what happened between you and Katie."
"Yeah she's such a b- wait are you friends with her?"
"Not really, I only know her through Frank, she comes to our band practices a lot."
"Oh well, she's such a bitch!"
"Yeah she is, uh so you're meeting Frank at 6:30?"
"Yeah all I want to do is get this fricken project over with."
"Is it that bad?"
"Well, when the project is to draw self portraits of each other and my partner has a girlfriend who won't let me even look at him! Yeah it's THAT bad."
"Okay now I get it."
I sighed.
"Oh shit we gotta get to our next class."
"Well I have lunch so it dosen't matter for me."
"Well I have History and my teacher is an ass and I'm late and asshole teachers and being late dont mix I'll talk to you on the bus."
"Okay John." I giggled.
We gave each other a friendly hug goodbye, which I had no idea where it came from, but I didn't mind.
-Meanwhile-
"Mrs. White can I go to the bathroom?"
"I'm sure you can Frank."
Ugh what a bitch.
"Mrs. White may I go to the bathroom?"
"Yes you may."
"Thank you."
I walked out of the classroom and saw Jamia and John talking. I didn't want to walk by like an idiot so I hid around the corner peeking out into the hallway watching them.
"Okay John."
She's giggling. Why is she giggling? What did he say?!
Now he's HUGGING her?! Yeah I know it's just a hug but...I-I I don't know I felt angry at John, but then I felt jealous and weird in my stomach, and I hated having that feeling towards Jamia because of Katie. But at the same time...I loved it.
-That night around 6:30-
Ding Dong
"Coming!"
I opened door and saw just standing there. He looked so cute.
"Hey Jamia."
"Hello, come in." I acted all cheery like my mom when we had guests over.
"So are you all set up for our portraits?"
"Yupp, just follow me into the living room." Holy crap I am just like my mom.
We walked into the living room. When I turned around to face Frank he was a little close and we bumped into each other which was kind of awkward at first, but then we just stared into each others eyes. I just looked into his amazing hazel eyes for about 30 seconds.
"Um we better get started."
"Yeah..." I looked away.
He ran his hair through his hair and sighed.
"Um I'll draw you first."
"O-Okay." I was nervous.
I sat down on the couch while he sat on a chair with the palete across from me.
He began to draw.
Everytime he looked at me I would look at something eles but him.
When he was done he showed me the picture. It was amazing but it looked like he put a evil grin on my face and sorrow in my eyes. It was great.
"Wow Frank I never knew you were such a good drawer."
"I try."
I laughed.
We got up from our seats to switch places. We walked up to each other and just stared into each other's eye once again, but this time it didn't feel awkward or weird...it felt right.
He started to move his face closer to mine. I was startled but happy. I moved closer, and finally our lips touched. It felt like a bunch a fireworks were going off.
Then I thought of Katie and quickly pulled away from him.
"Um I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
"It's okay."
"It's doesn't mean anything anyways..." He mumbled.
"What?"
"I saw you in John in the hallway hugging! You obviously like him better than me."
"Frank! That was just a hug! A friendly hug! I don't like John."
"Yeah sure. I'm out of here. I have to go to band practice."
"FRANK! Ughh."
"Goobye Jamia."
As he left he dropped a peice of paper on the ground, but before I could tell him he dropped something he was gone.
"Uh, bye." I was so frustrated.
About 45 minutes after he left I finally decided to look at the paper he dropped to see what it was.
I opened up the paper. All it had in it was his house address and house number on it.
I sighed.
I looked on the other side and there was a note writin on the other side. It said, 'Jamia, call me tonight, I have something to tell you'.
So I picked up the phone and dialed the number.
It rang three times then..."Hello?"
"Um, is Frank there?"
"This is Frank. Jamia?"
"Yeah it's me."
"Good I'm glad you called. Sorry about me yelling at you before."
"It's okay. What do need to tell me?"
"Um well Jamia...I uh..."
What is he trying to say?
I could feel Katie's cold blue eyes beating down on me from across the room. It felt like a piercing knife was just pushing its way through my chest and heart.
Finally when that dreadful class was over I boldly made my way over to Frank and Katie.
"H-hey Frank, K-Katie."
"Hello Jamia," said a pissed Katie.
"Hey Jamia!" At least Frank was cheery.
I put on my famous fake smile and looked at Katie as her stern face slowly made my 'smile' fade away. After it was completly gone she got straight to the rules.
"Okay listen here Jamia. You don't touch Frank, you don't act all flirty with Frank and you wont talk to Frank ever again after this project, cause' if you do there will be hell to pay."
"Uh, but Katie..."
"Got it? Good. 'K. Thanks. Bye. Bye Frankie."
Right then and there I wanted to slap her so bad, right in the face but sadly...I couldn't.
"So Jamia..." Finally Frank was talking after Katie's blow out.
"Yeah?"
"Can you get together tonight for the project?"
"Yeah, we can work on it at my house. My parents are gone for 2 weeks."
"Great so I'll see around...say 6:30?"
"Okay it's a date. No I-I-I mean a date to w-w-ork on the..."
"See ya then," chuckled Frank with a slight smile.
"Yeah bye." I sighed.
"I am such an idiot," I whispered to myself as I watched Frank walk into another classroom.
"Hey!"
I spun around. "Uh hi?"
"I'm John but people call me Hambone."
"Okay?"
"You must me Jamia."
"Yeah I am and you must be I'm guessing a friend of Frank's?"
"Yes and I just saw what happened between you and Katie."
"Yeah she's such a b- wait are you friends with her?"
"Not really, I only know her through Frank, she comes to our band practices a lot."
"Oh well, she's such a bitch!"
"Yeah she is, uh so you're meeting Frank at 6:30?"
"Yeah all I want to do is get this fricken project over with."
"Is it that bad?"
"Well, when the project is to draw self portraits of each other and my partner has a girlfriend who won't let me even look at him! Yeah it's THAT bad."
"Okay now I get it."
I sighed.
"Oh shit we gotta get to our next class."
"Well I have lunch so it dosen't matter for me."
"Well I have History and my teacher is an ass and I'm late and asshole teachers and being late dont mix I'll talk to you on the bus."
"Okay John." I giggled.
We gave each other a friendly hug goodbye, which I had no idea where it came from, but I didn't mind.
-Meanwhile-
"Mrs. White can I go to the bathroom?"
"I'm sure you can Frank."
Ugh what a bitch.
"Mrs. White may I go to the bathroom?"
"Yes you may."
"Thank you."
I walked out of the classroom and saw Jamia and John talking. I didn't want to walk by like an idiot so I hid around the corner peeking out into the hallway watching them.
"Okay John."
She's giggling. Why is she giggling? What did he say?!
Now he's HUGGING her?! Yeah I know it's just a hug but...I-I I don't know I felt angry at John, but then I felt jealous and weird in my stomach, and I hated having that feeling towards Jamia because of Katie. But at the same time...I loved it.
-That night around 6:30-
Ding Dong
"Coming!"
I opened door and saw just standing there. He looked so cute.
"Hey Jamia."
"Hello, come in." I acted all cheery like my mom when we had guests over.
"So are you all set up for our portraits?"
"Yupp, just follow me into the living room." Holy crap I am just like my mom.
We walked into the living room. When I turned around to face Frank he was a little close and we bumped into each other which was kind of awkward at first, but then we just stared into each others eyes. I just looked into his amazing hazel eyes for about 30 seconds.
"Um we better get started."
"Yeah..." I looked away.
He ran his hair through his hair and sighed.
"Um I'll draw you first."
"O-Okay." I was nervous.
I sat down on the couch while he sat on a chair with the palete across from me.
He began to draw.
Everytime he looked at me I would look at something eles but him.
When he was done he showed me the picture. It was amazing but it looked like he put a evil grin on my face and sorrow in my eyes. It was great.
"Wow Frank I never knew you were such a good drawer."
"I try."
I laughed.
We got up from our seats to switch places. We walked up to each other and just stared into each other's eye once again, but this time it didn't feel awkward or weird...it felt right.
He started to move his face closer to mine. I was startled but happy. I moved closer, and finally our lips touched. It felt like a bunch a fireworks were going off.
Then I thought of Katie and quickly pulled away from him.
"Um I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
"It's okay."
"It's doesn't mean anything anyways..." He mumbled.
"What?"
"I saw you in John in the hallway hugging! You obviously like him better than me."
"Frank! That was just a hug! A friendly hug! I don't like John."
"Yeah sure. I'm out of here. I have to go to band practice."
"FRANK! Ughh."
"Goobye Jamia."
As he left he dropped a peice of paper on the ground, but before I could tell him he dropped something he was gone.
"Uh, bye." I was so frustrated.
About 45 minutes after he left I finally decided to look at the paper he dropped to see what it was.
I opened up the paper. All it had in it was his house address and house number on it.
I sighed.
I looked on the other side and there was a note writin on the other side. It said, 'Jamia, call me tonight, I have something to tell you'.
So I picked up the phone and dialed the number.
It rang three times then..."Hello?"
"Um, is Frank there?"
"This is Frank. Jamia?"
"Yeah it's me."
"Good I'm glad you called. Sorry about me yelling at you before."
"It's okay. What do need to tell me?"
"Um well Jamia...I uh..."
What is he trying to say?
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