152Normal, for Once
Chapter One: Boys
I hate him. But he has a nice smile. I hate him. But he's kind of cute. I hate puberty. I can't even make up my own freakin' mind.
He just walked down the stairs, wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Ugh, he's going "running" with his new girlfriend, Celeste, again. She's one of those that pretends to be all smart, sporty, and social, but she really only fits in that last category.
When they go "running", it's really an excuse to hide behind a tree and make out. She wears shorts so short, I don't even see why see bothers wearing them. They basically walk through town, she getting the attention that she wants, and he taking his hormones out on something.
"Hey Sabrina," said Puck, putting his arm around my waist and giving me a side squeeze.
"Stop that," I said, punching him in the arm.
"No need to be so violent," he said, rubbing his arm slightly, but I saw the real pain in his eyes, I felt kind of bad but ignored it.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" I asked.
Puck sighed. "See ya later."
All the girls in school adored him, and quite a few of the guys, quite literally, stalk me. Puck, I think, is the only thing stopping them from following me home. It's not like I enjoy it. Any other girl would be ecstatic, but not me.
It's no secret that he likes me, he's asked me out seven times. I always say no because I absolutely refuse to give in to hormones. Also because I think I'm too young to be going out with guys. While all the other girls spend hours on their hair, make-up, and clothes, I finish my homework and study.
Almost every day after school I play basketball with the guys. Daphne sometimes comes and plays, but not really often since she hangs out with her friends and Red.
Puck and I play one on one most of the time because the other guys go too easy on me, because I'm a girl. I'm more of a guy than some of the wimps on the court.
"Hey Daph," I said. "Want to do something,"
"Really," she asks sarcastically, "you have time in your busy schedule for little ol' me."
"Well, it's a Friday, there's a three day weekend, and I'm ahead in most of my classes, so how about we go to the mall?" I suggested.
Daphne was dead serious this time, "Really, like, really." She sounded like I just told her that she won one million dollars.
"Yeah, really." I said, waiting for the explosion.
"REEE-EEEEEEDD!" Daphne called. "SABRINA'S TAKING US TO THE MA-ALL."
"Really Daphne, you aren't getting any better at this lying thing," Red said, slowly walking down the stairs, not in any hurry.
"She's not lying," I said, smirking at the shock on Red's face. She shot up the stairs and was back down in 10 seconds, holding her purse and Daphne's.
"Well, what are we waiting for," Red asked, looking like she just had a 12-pack of Coke.
"Who hit you with the happy stick?" I asked, while we walked down the street. I had left a note for Granny on the table saying where we were and when we'd be back. Normally, I'd tell my parents, but they were on a vacation around the world.
"She's just happy 'cause she knows that Bryan's gonna be there," said Daphne teasingly.
"Daphne!" screeched Red. "What about Camron?"
Daphne blushed at that. "What's this?" I asked, wondering what twelve year olds could possibly do when "going out."
"Well, Red has been going out with Bryan for two weeks." Daphne revealed.
Red, who had turned red, blurted, "Daphne's been going out with Camron for three days."
Daphne returned the attention back to me, "What about Puck?"
"What about him?"
"When are you going to finally admit that you like him and accept his invitation to the movies?" asked Daphne.
We were at the entrance to the mall and once we entered, we couldn't hear each other very well because the mall just opened last week and people are still getting used to having something "big" in town.
I saw Puck with Celeste, walking hand in hand, looking at the window displays. Oh no, I thought, please don't let him see me. And, low and behold, he turned around and looked me straight in the eyes.
He waved, pulling Celeste along with him.
"Hey," he said. "What are you guys doing here?"
"I think," I started, "a better question would be what are you doing here. I thought you guys went running."
"Well, Celeste wanted to duck in real quick before our jog," Puck answered.
"Come on Puck," Celeste whined. She had seen some friends from school and wanted to show Puck off.
"See ya," said Puck, waving bye to us.
When we got home, Puck was already back from his "run." "What happened," I said, "your girlfriend got tired of running?"
"No," he said. "I decided that she wasn't worth it. I've decided to only go out with girls that I enjoy being with and that I actually like."
"Good luck with that," I said, knowing his opinion of most of the girls at school.
He left with a mischievous smirk on his face. I knew that wasn't a good sign so I locked myself in my room and didn't come out until dinner. Nothing happened. Weird, I must just be overreacting as usual.