a/n: Sorry my chapters are REALLY short its only that way so I don’t get bored with the story and I can make things happen faster and update faster. Also I’ve got mid terms and I need to raise my average so until that’s all settled I wont be updating for a while.

Chapter seventeen:

We all met in the library in the senior building. The entire way I walked next to Blake, I even sat with him in the library. Although he was clearly still mad over what had happened earlier he didn’t seem to mind my company.

Darcy introduced me to all her friends who surprisingly weren’t peppy. They were all bookish and nerdy looking.

“Did you dye your hair?” a bored girl with light brown hair and a disgusting brown sweater on asked.

“No, it dyed itself.” I smirked. I then remembered that I had to be like Lana for a little while until I got my revenge.

The girl just stared at me as if I had told her the story of my life. Assuming my life is as boring and ugly as her sweater. “Okay?” she said in a clueless monotone.

The entire time Blake kept a smug look. It was obvious he was planning something, and for once, so was I.”

After twenty minutes of studying I asked Blake to come outside with me. My plan was moving a little quicker than anticipated so I decided to take things slow after the next step.

“When I saw you, in the shop with Ingrid. Something came over me,” I said. It was difficult to pretend what I was saying was well, difficult to say. “It’s weird ‘because it’s you, y’know. I grew up hating you and now I have these feelings and I. . .”

“Okay!” he said turning away from me.

I got angry and pulled him back by his arm, “I’m pouring my heart out to you and you just turn your back on me?” I started to cry.

“You were serious?” Blake asked watching me cry.

I wiped the tears away, “Never mind okay. Tell the girls I’m going home.” I turned to leave.

“Samantha wait!” he called out to me. I turned around to him.

“Is what your saying true?” he asked.

I made my eyes look as if I had been slapped across the face, “yes why would I lie about something like this?”

He stared at me trying to find the lie. He used to always do this when we were little. Lucky me I hadn’t seen him in a long while so I was able to improve my methods.

The icy stare he gave me soon melted from his face then suddenly he grabbed me and kissed me. This kiss wasn’t like the others this one had feeling. This one was warm and nice. I was tempted to think happy thoughts but not now, I have to keep my mind focused on the plan.