My Fake Lover

I just stared blankly at him. He would go to a ‘stupid party’ for her?

I felt a pang of jealousy hit my chest. I don’t even know why, but I felt hurt.

“Who’s the dumb one now?” Tyler smirked and walked away.

I rolled my eyes and walked to my next class, witch apparently was with Tyler Evans.

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Ms. Jones looked through her grade book as the class waited for the bell to ring.

Why does it feel like I’m forgetting something?

She looked up from her grade book and looked around the room. Then we made eye contact. She then looked over at Tyler who sat lazily on his desk, talking to Courtney, who looked mad. She didn’t look upset, she looked really really mad.

But why was Ms. Jones looking at Tyler and I? Does she know about everything that’s happened?

The bell finally rang and I got up fast and grabbed my bag and put It over my shoulder. I tried to make it out the room, but before I had the chance, Ms. Jones called me.

“Lexi, may I please see you before you go please?” I signed and rolled my eyes. I just knew it.

Tyler was looking at me with a face that says. ‘Ha ha, sucks for you.’

I glared at him and kicked his leg as he passed by me.

“Shít. Stop that you bully.”

“Tyler, can I see you too.” Ms. Jones added. Tyler groaned and slowly turned around to face Ms.

Jones.

I stuck out my tongue at him and walked over to Ms. Jones’ desk while Tyler mumbled something under his breath. I think it was ‘what a child’ or something like that.

When Tyler and I were both standing in front of her desk, Ms. Jones looked between the two of us.

“You know you haven’t turned in your projects.” She said sternly, not breaking eye contact. Her eyes pupils were literally jumping back and forth from me and Tyler.

Wait, the project! Oh my god. I knew I was forgetting something. Way to go Lexi!

“I’m so sorry Ms. Jones. I totally forgot about it, but it’s all his fault.” I pointed to Tyler like a child would.

“Bu-” before Tyler had the chance to speak, Ms. Jones cut him off.

“It’s nobodies fault, now you guys have to get along and work together or else your getting an F on this assignment.”

“I can take an F.” Tyler shrugged.

Careless Jerk.

“No we can’t! My grades are important and I want a good grade, unlike this careless jerk.”

“Nerd.” Tyler mumbled under his breath, sure that Ms. Jones wouldn’t hear him.

“Idiot.” I mumbled back.

“Hey! No name calling in my classroom! Now the both of you will be spending an hour for after school detention and maybe you can learn to get a long.”

“What!? No I can’t. I don’t have time for detention.” I complained.

“Well, make time because your going. Maybe you guys should learn to get along.” Ms. Jones said. “And how about you guys spend time everyday after school in detention until you get along.”

Stupid teacher. She’s always been my least favorite.

“You know what? I’ll keep sending you guys to detention until I see you guys have become friends.”

I rolled my eyes and waited until her mouth was shut then walked out of the classroom. She’s a stupid old teacher. I can’t believe her! I can’t take it anymore. What kind of teacher sends their students to detention to ‘get along’.

“You know what?” I turned around to face Tyler. “We have to be friends.”

“Ha ha, very funny.” Tyler rolled his eyes. “I’d rather die in detention.”

“No, you stupid idiot. Pretend friend.” I said. “I can’t have detention. I can’t take getting into trouble because of you. I almost got suspended because of you last week.”

“Because of me? Please, if it’s anyone’s fault it’s yours.” Tyler said. “My grades are important and I want a good grade, unlike this careless jerk.” Tyler mocked me in a fake girl voice. “And besides, I think you want to be fake friends because you have secret feelings for me.” Tyler finished with a smirk.

“I couldn’t care less about you.” I said and walked away quickly before he had the chance to retort. But before I had the chance to run out the school doors, Tyler yelled.

“We have detention!” I stopped on my tracks and groaned in frustration. “Hey save that groan for bed.” Tyler whispered, his voice suddenly so close, his lips close to my ear.

I turned around in surprise and punched Tyler on the shoulder for scaring me like that.

“What was that for?!” Tyler complained.

God, sometimes he’s such a girl. A little girl.

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“So, what did you do in detention?” Emily asked.

I went over Emily’s house and all we’ve been doing is eating chocolate chip cookies while laying down on the bed, reading boring magazines.

I was laying on my back and Emily was laying on her stomach at the end of the bed.

“Just working on that stupid partner assignment with Tyler.”

“Courtney’s really upset.” Emily just changed the subject. -something she always did. “You’ve been friends with her longer that you were with me.”

I sat up from my laying position on Emily’s bed and put the magazine I was reading down. “I know, but I’m tired of her talking about Tyler and how they’re great friends.”

“Why, are you jealous?” Emily moved her eyebrows up and down playfully.

I threw a pillow at Emily’s face. “Never.” I laughed.

“Okay, but seriously. Why?”

“Uh, because I have a past with them when we used to be friends and she knows it.” I said. “And it’s not like I still want to have a friendship with Tyler. It’s, maybe I am a little jealous because they’re still friends. And how they’re having more fun than I ever had with them.”

“Yeah I totally get it.” Emily yawned and got up so she was sitting too.

We stayed quiet for a couple of seconds, just staring at nothing.

“Oh! There’s a party tonight, actually it’s a party sleep over. Theres going to be tents or something for everyone after the party. Wanna go with me and Nick?!” Emily said excitedly.

“Yeah I know, Tyler said he’s going with Courtney. And I don’t know, I kinda don’t want to be a third wheel.” I said. “I really need to find a new boyfriend. Or a new friend perhaps.”

“What? Come on.” Emily complained. I can help you find a boyfriend at the party and besides, Nick and I aren’t even a couple.”

“You could say that all you want, everyone knows it’s going to happen.”

Emily rolled her eyes. “Just come to the party with me?” Emily smiled big, making puppy eyes.

“Fine.” I rolled my eyes and Emily got up and jumped on me and wrapped her spaghetti thin arms around me, bouncing her butt up and down on the bed. “Thank you thank you thank you. I promise, you won’t regret it.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

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