Opposites attract

3 weeks

Guyyyyssss I'm so sorry! I was on a stupid camp for school that I didn't want to go to but had to go to, and I had like 3 assessment tasks right after it😭 alas, Christmas holidays are almost here and the story just so happens to be getting good so the future looks promising. I'm loving all your comments, I never reply cause I don't trust myself enough not to spoil anything😂😂 anyway, keep reading, keep commenting. X

3 weeks had passed.

3 weeks of absolute chaos in my life. My parents were constantly having private or family meetings regarding custody which my dad still wanted even though I was turning 18 in a year and a half and my mom refused to let that happen. They were trying to figure it out and I was dragged into it way more than I wanted to be.

3 weeks of hectic studying before all my end of semester exams and helping Emma who refused not to take them catch up. I was making school a priority again, which meant I was barely hanging out with anyone but Emma. She was the only one of my friends (out of all two of them, Chris and Emma) who cared about school.

And finally, 3 weeks of vigorously avoiding Lucas. I was so determined not to speak to him that I went as far as letting all the teachers in classes I had with Lucas know that he bothered me a lot. Obviously they believed it, because he really did used to bother me a lot. So anytime he opened his mouth to speak to me they would nip it in the bud. I know, weak move, but like I said, I was determined.

During the Saturday detentions Chris and I had together, Chris managed to get everything that had happened with Lucas out of me. It was probably safe to say that he and Lucas were no longer friends anymore, way too much had happened.

"I hate to say I told you so..." Chris sighed after I finished my 20 minute rant about how angry Lucas made me. The only reason we could talk without getting in trouble was that the teacher monitoring us was Mr Montgomery and he had made it known that he didn't think I deserved to  be there, so he usually fell asleep or went to get coffee.

"I know, I know" I sighed, "I messed up".
"Do you talk to Emma about all of this?" Chris asked. "I don't talk to anyone about this, Chris" I answered, "except you obviously".
"Why not? You clearly have a lot to say".
"Well yeah, but everyone else either really hates me or really hates Lucas. It'd just be a bunch of I told you so's and that's what you get's. You're more in the middle, and you listen" I explained.

"I'm not in the middle" Chris corrected, "I think Lucas is a fucking moron".
"But you don't hate him" I pointed out.
"Debatable" Chris mumbled.
I rolled my eyes then shrugged, "I guess I couldn't blame anyone who did".
"So do you?" Chris asked, "do you hate him?"
Good question.
I ran my fingers through my hair while I thought about how to answer that. Hate is a very strong word, one that I never used, but over the past couple of weeks, as I got more and more used to what happened, without Lucas' pretty eyes or soft hair to sway me, I only got angrier.

From everything I'd gathered, he didn't have a reason to kiss Emma, he was just trying to make me upset. I was also angry at how much I had cried about it, I hated that he'd had the power to cause such a strong reaction from me.
"No" I decided, "I don't hate him, I just...I don't want anything to do with him".
"Neither would I" Chris nodded.

Mr Montgomery came back from his coffee run not long after that so we were back to silence. Detention went on for another hour then I finally got to go home. For the time being I was staying with my mom. My parents and I had agreed that I hadn't seen her in so long that it was only fair we spent some time together until we figured out a permanent arrangement.

Detention was finally over and the first place I went was to Emma's. We were studying together tonight, plus I was trying to spend more time with her after the whole Lucas situation. It really put everything into perspective and reminded me of the people who mattered in my life.
Emma was one of them, Lucas was not.

"Honey I'm home!" I called walking into her house. Lisa, Emma's mom walked down the stairs "hey sweetie!" She grinned as if she hadn't just seen me the day before.
"Hi Lisa" I smiled back, "is Emma upstairs?"
"She sure is. I'm so glad you two are spending time together again, even if all you're doing is studying".

"I know, you told me that yesterday" I laughed.
"I'm sorry" she smiled, "go on up sweetheart".
I thanked Lisa then climbed up the stairs to Emma's room which over the past few weeks had basically been my room too.
"I'm here!" I announced walking into her room. Emma was sitting on her bed with he's legs crossed while staring down intensely at her phone. "Hey, B" she mumbled without removing her eyes from the screen.

"I wanna go over the geography stuff we did yesterday" I sighed at the thought as I swung my bag off my shoulder. I would do what I had to do, didn't mean I would enjoy it. Emma made an almost silent noise which sounded like approval so I jumped onto the bed Next to her and tugged my books out of my bag.

Emma didn't move an inch. I began to wonder if she didn't actually realize I was here somehow. "Emma?" I said moving my face in front of hers. She didn't budge.
"Hello! Earth to Emma!" I snapped my fingers in front of her face so she swatted my hand away before finally turning her phone off and shoving it into her back pocket. "Done" Emma smiled.

"What were you even doing?" I asked.
"The winter dance is coming up" Emma stated slowly with a small smirk.
If I hadn't been forced to sell tickets with Adren next week I wouldn't have known anything about it, but I was playing a pretty big role.
"And?" I asked.
"You're going". It wasn't a question, or a request. It was a statement, as if this was definite news.

"Uh, I absolutely am not!" The only reason I'd agreed to do so much for the dance outside of school was because it would give me a pass not to go to the actual thing even thought I was captain.
"Wow" Emma sighed shaking her head, "so how are you going to break the news to Ryan?"

I frowned and stared at her with a blank expression for a moment. When I realized she wasn't planning on elaborating I had to ask, "who?"
"Ryan, Blakely. You're date to the dance" she said in a duh tone as if this was information I should've known.

"Who the heck is Rya-" I froze mid sentence as it finally came back to me. The only Ryan I had met was the Starbucks boy. I tried to recall where I'd left his phone number, I could've sworn I threw it away.
"How do you even know about him?!" I gasped.
"His number was in the back pocket of your jeans you leant me on Thursday. I didn't find it until I put went to put them in the wash yesterday. It was probably a bit of a gamble, asking him to go to the dance with you when I didn't really know who he was, but it payed off! He really likes you".

"Wait, wait...you asked him to the dance for me?" My eyes bulged out and I had to sit on my hands to avoid initiating any of the violent ideas going through my mind. "Well, I asked him as you" she corrected, "he thinks I was you. But don't worry, I don't mind if you tell him that it was actually me after your date. Just as long as the date happens".

"Emma what were you thinking!" I yelled standing up off the bed. "I was thinking you've been so different ever since you and Lucas stopped talking! The best way to get your mind off him is to get you on someone else" she winked suggestively.
"Ugh! Ew Emma" I groaned, "I'm not going anywhere with Ryan, ok? And my mind is completely and utterly off Lucas, I couldn't care less what he's doing".

"Blakely, please" Emma begged sitting up properly, "you've already asked him to the dance and you know it'll help".
"No, Emma you asked him to the dance and you think it'll help. Not me" I corrected, "sometimes you can be really frustrating".
Emma folded her arms and pouted before letting out a loud sigh, "I was only trying to help".

I stared back at her and tried to stand my ground, but I had never really been good at holding a grudge against Emma. "It's fine" I sighed, "but you have to call him to cancel and explain the whole thing".
Emma dropped onto her back and stared up at the ceiling, "fine" she muttered. That was good enough for me. "Now can we study?" I asked dropping down next to her.

Short, I knowwwww! It was meant to be longer but the second half of this chapter wasn't edited much so I just decided to put this up so you guys would have something then I'll post the next part tomorrow! Thnx for reading! X