The Jerk and I (Editing)

Chapter 18

[Beatrice's POV]

I really hate Tuesdays. I don't know why, but I hate it just as much as I hate Mondays. I just wanna go to sleep or something.

"Beatrice Sanders?" I looked up to the person who said my name.

"Ugh. Yeah?" I asked standing up. He smiled at me and pulled something from behind his back. As soon as he pulled it out, he walked towards me. He stopped right in front of my desk and placed the teddy bear down. "Ugh Gabe...who is this from?" I asked curiously. All the girls in the back were gushing over the teddy bear and bouquet of roses Gabe was holding out.

"I can't tell you who this is from, but it's not from me. And...." he trailed of and started...singing?

"You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you."

I felt my cheeks burning from embarrassment. Don't get me wrong, I find it sweet, but in front of my class, or Kevin's class I mean. "Wow. Ugh thanks? You have a nice voice by the way." I told him.

He chuckled and said, "Thanks. Okay, my job here's done." He turns away walks toward the door.

As soon as Gabe leaves the class, the girls start 'awww-ing' and going crazy over him because of the way he sang. But who wouldn't want a guy that can sing and is good looking? You're crazy if you didn't want someone like that.

Kathleen who was sitting next to me kept playing with the bear. "Aww. So sweet. If only Roy would do something like that..."

I shake my head and laugh at her. "Shut up. You and Roy are like the cutest couple."

"Yeah, I've heard. Anyways, who is it from?"

"I don't know. Gabe said he couldn't tell me." I answered.

"Well open the card then? God Trish, sometimes you just don't think."

"Oh shut up." I say while opening the card. As soon as the card is open I read the message.

'I just had too.'

"I just had too? What the hell?" Kat said.

'I just had too'? What does that mean? But who would send me flowers? And a bear?

"He really is sweet. Who would've known that under that you'd actually stop the player from playing?" Kat said, breaking my train of thought.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" I asked confused. Sometimes I just don't understand Kat.

"Well obviously it's Kevin. I mean who else would go through all that trouble?"

Why didn't I think of that? Of course only Kevin would do that. It's been 2 weeks since Kevin told me how he felt about me at the park. It feels weird though. He's being nice and all, but it doesn't stop us from fighting at times.

I turned around and Kevin was looking out the window. The bell rang and everyone walked out the classroom. Kevin and I walked side by side towards the cafeteria. "Ugh. Thanks for the flowers." I said.

He stopped walking and looked down at me. "They're not from me." he said seriously.

Wait. They're not from him? Who else would they come from then?

"They're not from you?" I asked again.

He shook his head and continued walking again. "I guess someone else likes you too.."