Willow has just one rule:
Must. Always. Hate. Dane.
She grew up with Dane Wainsworth, just as her brother. He's her brother's bestfriend. And she hates him. He's annoying, arrogant and way too confident.
But that's not what she writes in her diary...
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-Next day
I slowly walk through the hallway, nobody noticing me. Why would they?
My hope grows a little when I see Delilah at her locker. Maybe we can talk about this. "Hi," I nervously say and she turns around. Her eyes narrow at me and she scoffs. "Did you hear that nerdy sound? I want a book date with Dane because I'm so nerdy!" she mocks and June laughs.
I growl at her, something we both didn't expect. "Listen up. I"m not nerdy. And I do not want Dane," I say clearly. She rolls her eyes. "Proof it then, I would say."
She walks away with June, leaving me with my anger. Bitch. Is it just now or has she always been so bitchy?
I sigh and open my locker, not paying attention. I hear some hissing sound and look up, seeing a massive spider in my locker. I scream and quickly take a few steps back. I'm terrified of spiders.
My breathing quickens. Someone, make it go away.
Some clapping breaks me out of my trance, and I see Dane laughing. I narrow my eyes at him. "Make it go away," I snap and he laughs even harder. "It's... it's fake," he hiccups, wiping the tears out of his eyes.
I frown and walk back to my locker, seeing it is a fake spider, with a tape of the sound under it. I sigh relieved and glare at him. "Asshole," I mutter and he chuckles.
Suddenly, I hear Pink with True Love playing, and confused, I look around. Where does that come from?
Dane stiffens, and pulls his phone out. He has Pink as ringtone?
But I hate you, I really hate you, so much I think it must be-"
"Why the fuck are you calling me?" he snaps and walks away. I giggle and walk to my class. He'll know where to go, he's a smart boy.
I sit down and avoid the looks of June and Delilah, who no doubt are saying I'm a 'nerd'. Our math teacher starts the lesson and I avoid looking at him, too. I feel little without Dane, because I'd never stand up like him and our teacher knows that. Oh, I shouldn't have gone to lass without him, even though how much I hate it.
He tells us to start making exercises, but I already made them. So, I just stare outside the window. "Willow! If I catch you not paying attention one more time, detention" the teacher yells and I slump in my seat.
"Leave her the fuck alone," someone snaps and I look up through my, already with tears filled, eyes. Dane's panting in the doorway, glaring at the teacher.
He walks through the class and sits down next to me. I give him a small smile. "Thanks," I whisper, and he finally looks at me. He widens his eyes and wraps an arm around me, very un-Dane.
"Shh, Willow, don't cry. No one's mad at you," he whispers, rubbing my back, also very un-Dane. But, it soothes me. When I look at his face, his expression changes every second. One moment, he's glaring at the math teacher, and the other he's glancing at me, eyes soft.
I pull away, a little uncomfortable. My eyes widen when I see blood on his hands. I grab his hand and he sighs, looking down. "Who did this?" I ask and he shrugs.
"I know it's not in my right, but I don't want you to fight anymore. You only fuck up yourself," I whisper. He closes his eyes and inhales sharply, not answering me.
Then, he smiles a hesitant smile. "If you promise to not show that video of me dancing, I'll promise to not fight anymore," he says, and I consider it. Hmm..
"Okay. But hold onto it, yes?" He nods and I feel confident, knowing I'm saving some asses. "Now, fan of Pink?" I giggle and he tenses. "Hey, relax. I don't have a vid of that," I whisper and he chuckles lightly.
He shakes his head. "Not a real fan, just... one song," he mumbles. I furrow my brows. "And it's called True Love?"I giggle and he rolls his eyes. "Yes? I'm not all rock-n-roll, you know," he winks and I pretend to gag.
I giggle when he rolls his eyes again and just then, the bell rings. This class was actually fun, I must admit. Dane is a little less an asshole, I guess.
"Hey, Willow," he starts hesitantly as we walk to our next class. I raise an eyebrow and he gulps a little. "Maybe Jack told you about it, but I doubt that," he laughs a humorless laugh," but I'm throwing a party Friday. Mind if I ask you to come by?"
I stop walking and he tenses, turning around. "No?" His voice is small, but he stands up straight, not actually caring. I cock an eyebrow and start walking again. "Eh... sure? I guess I can come by," I shrug, not showing my excitement. Eat this, Delilah. 'Nerd' going to badboy's party!
He smiles at me. "Okay."
I nod and we sit down. I overthink this again. It's just Tuesday yet, I still have time to find a good outfit. Should I wear make-up?
He senses I want to ask something and turns to me. "Yes?" I jump at his voice. "Eh.. I've never really been to a party... How many people will be there?" I ask and he chuckles.
"Of course you haven't. Now, it's a small party. Just half of the school," he casually says and my jaw drops. "HALF OF THE SCHOOL?" I grab my hair. What did I agree to?
He chuckles again. "You better get used to it," he grins.
