Chapter 4

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The weekend was incredibly long and boring, the dance studio was closed, and we didn't have practice so i was free to do whatever..... Unfortunatly whatever included AP Calculus, a 10 page essay on the great classic poets, and Preperation for a science presentation. So i was inside almost all weekend with homework.... Stupid school.

I sighed as a loud and annoying noise assulted my ears, i groaned and rolled over trying to make the terrible sound go away. after aimlessly slapping my nightstand for about hree minutes i finially walked to my alarm clock and started banging it aginst the wall until it shut up then i proceded to slip back into bed.

my mom was in my room within two seconds yelling. "EMMA! GET UP! LOOK WHAT YOU DIID TO YOUR ALARM CLOCK, YOUR GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!"

i moaned and rolled over trying o ignore her screeching and sleep.

"Emma if you are late to school i will not write you a note to go to that pep ralley and i will take you out of gymnastics!"

I was out of bed in two seconds and ready to go in five minutes.

I sighed when i looke at my apperance and grabbed a nutri grain bar for breakfast before hopping in my jetta and driving quickly to school.

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I sighed nerviously as i walked to the front of the classroom with presentation in hand, i faked fidgiting and nerves because what nerd wasn't nervious to speak publicly? (i mean no offence nerds, i am a nerd but have no problems speaking;)

I rushed around the table setting everything up and double checking it before standing behind it and glancing at the teacher. Miss Laney was the science eacher(though she knew nothing about science...) and the gymnastics and cheerleading coach, in her opinon brains didn't matter only a fake body and hair mattered... in oher words she only cared about the cheerleaders and other fake people.

She sent me a sharp glare of disgust "hurry up Larson, we all have better things to do than waste time on your meaningless project." she stated as if everyone knew this already and i was stupid for even trying.

Instead of snapping at her like i so desperatly wanted to i just began my speech on marine biology.

After many ums and nervious stuterings i finially finished my speech earing many sighs of relief from the class and a glare from miss Laney....although i think she just glared at me the whole time....probably....anyways she glared at me and rushed me back to my seat before letting one of her adored sluts give a speech.

When the bell for the last period finially came i rushed to my locker and quickly packed up my things and me being me forgot to zip up my gym bag where my uniform for today was. I rushed for the doors and just as i was about to reach freedom my face came into contact with.....a pole??? no this was definiatly not a pole, more like derrick.... just perfect.

I quickly gathered my now scattered belongings while mumbling an apology to him and wishing he would go away.

"so do you have any more lessons planed at my aunts dance studio?" he asked cassualy.

"i dont dance." i said harshly

he held his hands up in surrender "ok ok, but i swear it was you.... you look so amazing without glasses and while dancing." he said leaning close to me and gently moving the glasses away from my face. I found myself slowly leaning towards him... then i ealised what i was doing and quickly pulled away from him and darted to the door.

"Wiatt!" he ran after me " you forgot these." he said handing me my dance clothes with a knowing look in his eye.

i roughlt grabbed them and ran out to my car and took deep breaths.

this guy is dangerously close to unraveling my secret and getting close to me, two things i can't allow.

from now on i had better avoid Derrick like he is the plauge!

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sorry for the wait...

Derrick is becoming a threat, i wounder if fate will be kind to her and let her distance herself........

lol im not that nice!

you can expect Drama and craziness everywhere in this story!

Next chapter will have the pep ralley!

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