When Opposites Attract (8 page)

"You know I hate it when we move, but I will have to make the best of it. Oh and remember cheerleading tryouts are
today so pick me up at around five." I told her through the window after I got out.

"See you then
, sweetie." My mom wished me good luck again then drove off. I went straight into the school looking for the girl's bathroom. After asking three security guards I finally found one.                    I dumped my book bag on the freshly cleaned floor and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing the middle school uniform all black pants and shirt. Gosh, I hate black! I fixed my red hair and walked out when I saw a guy dressed very dark reading something. He was the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen. His hair was straight with bangs in his face and the back spiked up. I quickly ran back into the bathroom wet my hair to make it look less curled looking. I fished my eyeliner from my bag and applied ten times more than I'm used to. Lucky for me the uniform helped. I walked outside again and walked straight towards him. I cleared my throat and looked up. Oh, he had brown eyes with some red that just made me melt!

"Hello?" He examined me. His voice still hadn't changed completely, but it wasn't too high. That's good.

"Hi, my name is Sakura and I'm new here," he gave me a look which made me more nervous so I started stuttering.

"S-so I was thinking m-maybe you could show me around?" slowly a very hot bad boy kind of grin appeared on his face. I didn't know if it was a good or bad thing.

"I'm Angel," wow ironic, his image did not match his name at all. I like it.

I smiled at him, "I'm Sakura."

"I know," I looked at him confused.

"You already told me that." He said with a chuckle.

I blushed, "right."

I knew right away that I would fall for Ang
el hard, if I didn't already, how dorky. At lunch I looked for Angel. He was sitting with yet another dark looking guy. I took a deep breath. How can I walk up to him again? I'll probably start stuttering again. Angel put an end to my worries since he waved me over to his table. I walked across the cafeteria smiling at him.

"Hey," I sat down next to him.

"Hey Sakura, this is Pete and vice versa," Angel introduced me to the other guy sitting in front of him.

"Hi," I said shyly.

"Hey," he said then they both fell silent as a blonde girl walked past our table, gave Angel a look, then kept walking. Angel couldn't stop looking at her.

"Who's that?" I asked suddenly very jealous she got Angel's attention so easily. The worst part was that she wa
s gorgeous. It's not fair; she looks perfect! Of course Angel would like someone. What was I thinking? Angel came out of his trance to answer me.

"Anastasia Somerville," h
is voice and face both had no emotion any more. "Cheerleader captain and preppy snob. Hates us and thinks she's all that." He spat out the words as if they tasted like acid.

"Oh
, so you hate her?" I asked, my jealousy subsiding.

Angel thought about it then said yes. Well if Angel hates her then I do too.

"Can I ask why?" I noticed Pete was quietly looking at me.

"Long story," Angel muttered dismissing my question.

Present Day

I pulled up at my house expecting it to be empty as usual
, when I almost ran over someone.

"Holy crap!" I yelled then ran out to see who it was. "Oh," I sighed when I saw who it was.

"Oh? You almost kill me and all I get is an 
oh
? Wow Sakura." Derek complained from the floor.

"Keyword: almost." I stepped over him.

"Aren't you going to help?"

"Nope," I said over my shoulder as I opened the door and went in. I waited for him, when he did knock I opened the door
, making him wait a little, of course.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I want Anastasia," he declared.

"Good for you, tell her not me." I tried to close the door
, but his foot got in the way. I sighed, rolled my eyes, and looked at him. Waiting for him to talk.

"I know you like Angel."

"What does Angel have to do with this?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Can I come in?" He asked.
I thought about it, shifting my weight from foot to foot.

"Fine," I stepped to the side and let him in. Anything about Angel I want to know. I walked upstairs, playing it cool.

"Follow if you want to talk and maybe have a little fun." I said with a wink and pretty soon he was following me. I walked into my room and he sat on my bed.

"Angel has everything to do with it
, dummy." I just stared at him ignoring the dummy part.

"Elaborate," I demanded.

"Well Ana likes Angel and there is something going on between them. Trust me I would know I have been following her."

"You have?" I
asked suddenly interested and just noticing that Derek is a little on the creepy side.

"Yeah except for last night, I lost them after ice cream."

"Oh, so you think they're going out?" I got up and took off my shirt and bra putting on my favorite old shirt.

"Yeah," h
e dragged out the word. Distracted by my chest.

"I mean maybe, I'm not sure
, but still we need a plan." I sat down next to him.

"Okay, so what do I do?"

"Well I know for sure Ana likes Angel."

"You're sure about that?" I questioned him.

"Totally, haven't you seen them together? I know how Ana acts when she likes a guy."

"She is such a whore." He laughs at me.

"What?"

"She still a virgin," he said.

"Stupid you don't have to have sex to be a whore." I said hitting the back of his head.

"Ow!
I’m pretty sure you do."

"Can you continue?
" I sighed impatiently.

"
So, I'm sure about Ana, but I'm not sure how Angel feels about her."

"I can ask Pete tomorrow
; that idiot tells me everything." I smiled confidently.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Depends," he thought it through.

"Why are you even with Pete?" He finally asked.

"Because," I said getting up, "that imbecile will tell me everything I want about Angel." He stood up as well.

"Have you had sex with him?"

"With that pathetic excuse of an emo, no thanks," I laughed.

"Got any beer?"

"Yeah," I walked over to my mini fridge and pulled out a couple of beers.

"That's all?"

"Nah I have a lot more."

"Does your mom work all night tonight?"

I nodded with an evil smile on my lips, "uh-huh."

"Then," he said kissing me, his mouth tasting of beer. "We can have fun tonight."

"What if I don't want to?" I asked giving him a sexy look.

He put his hands up my shirt his face matching mines.

"You know you do," I smiled and pushed him on the bed. I sat on top of him taking his beer. I took a big gulp, then put it on the bedside table. I yanked his shirt open and kissed him while he grabbed my ass.

Angel

I rang the doorbell to Pete's house. Anastasia was texting next to me. The tapping noise was getting on my nerves.

"Can you stop?"

"No," she said without looking at me, but she was smiling, I could see her.

"Who are you even texting?"

"Bryant."

"Can you please stop it?
I'm already nervous enough as it is, and you're not making this any easier."

"Well I'm sorry you find what you're about to do so difficult." She said looking at me but still typing away.

That made me laugh. "You look so funny texting without looking." She rolled her eyes and went back to texting. She was right though, Pete is my best friend and he deserves to know. The door opens and a surprised Pete came into view. He looks at Anastasia, who was still texting.

"Pete can we talk?" I asked getting his attention.

"Sure, come in," he said stepping aside and opening the door. We walked inside ,Pete still staring at Anastasia and she looked up at him.

"Oh sorry pretend I'm not here, apparently I make Angel nervous." He smiles at her then looks at me.

"I just want to tell you that, since I've known you for so long, and we're so close, I know I can trust you with this."

Pete nods.

"Anastasia and I are going out."

"I knew it!" Pete screams out. I stared at him in surprise and I knew Anastasia was doing the same
, because I didn't hear the tip tap sound of her texting.
"Fine, I didn't know for sure, but I thought about it." Anastasia laughs.
"I like you." She says to Pete; pointing at him with her phone.
"I have been told I'm likable," Pete says smiling like a moron.
"You two make a good couple. I mean, haven't you guys liked each other since grade school?" Pete asked.
"No," Anastasia and I said at the same time in the same stubborn tone of voice.
"Aw, isn't that grossly adorable," he said smiling at us. 
"You are such a dork," I said playing around.
"Pete, you can't tell anyone."
"Why not?"
"Because, the school will freak out! We are supposed to hate each other remember?" Anastasia stated finally putting her phone away. I nodded in agreement.
"Fine," Pete agreed.

Anastasia

Beep... beep...beep.

I automatically sat up and pressed snooze on that devil machine. I walked like a zombie towards the bathroom. I really woke up when I splashed some water on my face. Seriously I could scare the poop out of anyone if they saw me in the morning. I skipped over to my closet after I was done in the bathroom. Gosh, I'm such a dork. I can't wait to see Angel! I put on some tights, high-waist shorts and a bright print shirt, paired with my booties. I walked downstairs and saw my dad packing. My heart sank.

"You have to go already?" I asked sadly.

"Yes, they just called, they need me." My dad replied with a sigh.

"When are you leaving? Are you leaving now?"

"No, at noon." I hugged him really hard. I wrapped my arms around his waist and cried into his chest.

"Be careful," I cried into his chest. "Promise me you will come back." I felt the tears running down my cheek.

"I promise," he said hugging me as tight as he could. We both knew that a promise like that was impossible to make, but it made us both feel better. I heard a honk coming from outside.

"I have to go." I said sadly not wanting to leave.

"Have a good day," he said. I hugged him again and gave him a kiss.

"You have a better one. I love you dad."

"I love you too, Annie." He said into my hair. I pulled away and looked at him.

"Remember, you promised me. I want you back."

"Yes, I’ll do my very best." I hugged him again.

"No good-byes, so I'll see you later."

"See you later," I walked out of the house and down the driveway to Hailey’s car. When I got in it only took her a second to figure out what was wrong.

"Your dad is leaving already?"
 I nodded.

"You can cry. I can tell you already did
, so you don't have to hold it in." She said trying comfort me, and I did cry, I cried the whole way. Whenever we got to school people would usually come up and talk to us trying to start a conversation, but today I had my ray-bans on and my head down. The tears were silently falling down my cheek and Hailey would stare everyone down. We sat down under a tree away from everyone and I just sat there and cried. Hailey was sitting next to me trying to comfort me, but the problem is she has both her parents, I only have one and if I loose him... I don't know what I'd do. Hailey suddenly lowers her head next to mine.

"There are three emo kids staring at you." She whispered in my ear. I slowly looked up.

"Where?" I asked. I could feel my mascara running under my sunglasses.

"By the patio tables," I looked towards the patio and found myself meeting Angel's worried gaze.
He’s so sweet.

Angel

I got to school at the same time Sakura did. I was so happy I literally couldn't stop smiling.

"Hey Angel, what's up with all the smiling?" Sakura asked.

"What? I can't smile? Is it against the law for me to smile?" I joked.

"It's
 a little out of character, but not what I meant." She said.

"Come on, Pete is waiting for us." I said when I saw Pete standing alone at the patio place our school had.

We walked towards Pete. When we got there we saw Pete standing in the corner looking at something.

"Hey, Pete, what's up?"

"Nothing, but I think Anastasia is crying." He said giving me a worried look.

"What? Where is she? Why is she crying?"

"She's over there, under that tree." He said pointing at a tree. "I'm not sure if she is crying, but if she is I don't know why."

I looked over to where Pete was pointing and I saw her. She was sitting there under a tree with her head on her knees with her friend's arm around her. It did look like she might be crying. I wish I could just go over there hold her in my arms and make her feel better
, in public, like a normal boyfriend. Not having to care who sees us or what they think. I wonder why she's crying. Anastasia met my gaze, she did her best to smile, but a smile never formed.

"Guys who cares about some prep right?" I heard Sakura ask from behind us.

"Right," Pete and I said at the same time. The first bell rang warning us to get to class. I noticed my shoes were untied. I could use that to get rid of Sakura and talk to Anastasia.

"You guys go ahead I
got to tie my shoe." I said.

"We can wait," Sakura said. I looked back to where Anastasia should have been, but she was gon
e. I sigh, tied my shoe and then ran to my next class.

I barely made it to class on time. I was hoping to see Anastasia, but she wasn't there. I sat down on our empty table.
 
Where was she?
 The class went on forever, I couldn't concentrate on what Mr. Adams was saying. All I could think about was her. 
Where is she? Is she okay? Who is she with? 
W
hat happened? 
She wasn't in writing either. Ugh! I was in the middle of math working on the problems the teacher gave us when I heard the door open. I was concentrated, so I didn't give it much of my attention. I heard whispering, so I just assumed it was just another teacher. Probably asking to borrow some detention slips or something.

When the chair next to me moved was when I looked up. Anastasia sat down. She
 flashed me a quick smile, but I could tell it was forced. Something was wrong. I pulled out a paper and wrote something down then poked her hand with it. We slowly passed the paper back and forth, careful not to get caught. She told me that she was at the counselor's office, because she was sad about her dad leaving. She told me how scared she was of losing him, because he was the last parent she had. Now I get it. If Ana loses her dad she's done; that's how I feel about my mom. That's why I'm protective of her, but Anastasia can't protect her dad if he's deployed, and there is a chance that she could lose him. I got the paper and wrote:

I'm so sorry,
I guess all you can do is wait, hope for the best, and wish him all the luck in the world. I know that's what I'll be doing. Anastasia, I'm here for you if you ever need me.

I passed the paper back to her. She read it and smiled. She looked at me and mouthed a thank you then folded the paper and put it in her bag.

"Alright, class, pass your papers forward and you may start your homework or read, but no talking."

###

"Hey Angel!" I looked up from my burger to see who called me.

"What's up Sakura?" When she got close enough I saw that she was crying.

"Whoa, what's wrong?" I asked letting her sit next to me. I know she's a bitch, but I have known her for a long time, so I felt bad.

She looked at me, "Pete broke up with me!" Then she buried her face in my chest. I was glad Pete broke up with her
; she was awful to him. I didn't know what to say, so I just patted her head awkwardly. She looked up at me again.

"Do you hate me?"

"No, what would make you think that?" I said. I know I was lying, but I can't just tell her I hate her.

"Pete sa
id he hated me and I thought you did too." She looked down, I sighed. Why can't I just be a jerk!

"I
don't hate you," she looked at me again.

"Really?"

"Yeah," she pulled me in for what I thought was going to be a hug, but she pressed her lips hard against mine. It was nothing like kissing Anastasia. Anastasia's kisses were special and different. Sakura's were just needy. I pushed her away.

"What do you think you
're doing? Have you gone mental?" I basically screamed in her face. Good thing no one was around to hear me.

"You said you liked me," she said happily.

"No, no I didn't! I said I didn't hate you!"

"Wait, I'm confused."

"Yeah you are."

"Okay well, I'm going to think
this over," she started to walk away, but turned around. "Oh, wait are things going to be awkward between us?" She asked. Things between us were already awkward.

"Um, no let's just forget it."

"Okay, later gator," she said then left.

Sakura

"Did you get the picture?" I asked Derek.

"I'm not stupid. I can aim and shoot."

"You better hope so. There's no way I can get another kiss. At least not yet, so let me see it!" I demanded. “Before 
I 
aim and shoot."

"Here," h
e gave me his phone.

"It's amazing. I love it! OMG we look so cute together! We make the perfect couple! Do you have Anastasia's number?"

"’Of course."

"Okay perfect," I hit send and I was so happy. I couldn't believe it
! I'm going to win! Life is great!