Don't Forget to Remember Me

Chapter 5

Belle's POV

  "..around please. He has all his classes with you, so that won't be a problem. Okay, you two are dismissed. Here's a pass for your next class." Oh great, I'd have Corey in all my classes. A few years ago, I'd be jumping up and down at the thought of this, but now... Ugh. This was gonna be sooooo much fun. NOT. 

  "Come on." I said curtly, speed-walking to my next class, AP English. I always found it ironic how I excelled in that class while people who'd learned English had their first language had so much trouble with it...

  "Um, Belle?" Corey asked, snapping me out of my thoughts?

  "What?" I asked, annoyed. Geez, I was PMSing big time. 

  "Uh, nevermind." Well damn, he just wasted my time for that? Wow. 

  We walked into class, and everyone, guys and girls included, started staring and whispering about the 'new kid'.

  "His name's Corey people, and he's an ignorant little jerk. Otherwise, he'd be pretty cool." I announced to the class when they wouldn't shut up.  

  "Witty," Jeff, one of my friends, whispered to me.  

  "I try." I replied matter-of-factly, flashing him a smile and plugging my iPod earphones into my ears.

  "Belle, you know that the school has a strict policy against electronics in class."

  "I'm sorry Mrs. Madison, I can't hear you. My music's too loud."

  "...Just don't let it interfere with your work," she sighed defeatedly. She liked me too much to write me up for a petty thing like that.

  Later that day, I had the cheerleaders following me around like little puppy dogs thanks to Corey. Apparently they were fighting over who had 'dibs' on him first. Oh my.... 

  "Hey, Chelsea," I whispered to one of the Juniors on the squad. She was one of the more... dumb and gullible girls on the team. Think of Brittany from 'Glee', and then you'll see just how much of an idiot she is. "Corey told me you're the hottest girl in this school ya know."

  "Ohmigosh, REALLY? Ohmigosh, I like, so gotta go and talk to him! Do I have anything in my teeth? Or like, is my makeup smeared? Oooh, thank you Bella for telling me, you're like, so totally awesome!" Dude, did she just call me Bella? Whatever, I didn't really care - my day was about to get a little more funnier. Watching the airheads in the school drape themselves all over Corey was actually pretty entertaining, especially when you saw his face and the expression on it. You would've thought that 'Mr. Playah' would be used to it and a tidbit more smooth, huh. Slurping my smoothie, I couldn't help but shoot him a smug smile when he looked my way, his eyes pleading. This was only the beginning...