Chapter 3: Lunch Doors and Skateboards

“Heh, yeah?” I said nervously. Everyone nearby was looking at us now. Cory continued to stare at me in disbelief.

“Bore a hole through her, why don’t-cha?” Cyndle said. Cory shook his head, blinking a few times.

“Sorry.” Cory replied. “Wow, you look different.” I felt kind of awkward with him and everyone looking at us.

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I asked, biting my bottom lip.

“A good thing.” The five of them said in unison. I looked at Ryan.

“I wasn’t really asking you. No offence.” I said to him.

“Hey, you’ve gotten a lot prettier.” Ryan said. I looked at him funny. “Oh, no! Don’t get the impression that I like you. No, that was four years ago. Besides there’s someone else now.” Ryan said winking. I glanced at Brooke who looked completely clueless. I laughed. I looked back at Cory who was whispering something to Jesse. They both looked up. Right as Cory was about to speak, the bell rang.

“The bell already?” I asked getting up.

“Yep, time for English. Room 325.” Brooke said as we walked out into the crowded hallway.

“325?” Ryan said confused. “There are three stories?”

“No. We just have a separate building behind the main building.” Cyndle explained at our lockers.

“This is cool that all our lockers are together.” I said as Cyndle opened her locker, which was next to Brooke.

“Well each group has a section. 310- 317 is group B, along with 410-417.” Brooke said pointing to the lockers across the hall. “Cory’s is 415, and Jesse is 416.” She said smiling. I smiled back. We headed to English were we had group ‘C’ with us. There, Ryan and I were reintroduced to CJ and John. I remembered them, but I just didn’t talk to them when I lived here before. In room 213, Math, we met Steven who was in-group ‘P’. Room 101, History, we met Meaghan and Christian who were in-group ‘L’. Then it was lunchtime.

“Heather, meet me in the cafeteria. I need to go do something.” Ryan said running out of class, leaving Brooke and me behind. Everyone had already left to go to lunch. Brooke and I walked down to the cafeteria.

“So Ryan doesn’t have a girlfriend?” Brooke asked.

“Nope. They broke up a couple of months ago.” I replied. I looked down the hall by the cafeteria door. I noticed Ryan talking to Cory.

“Wonder what they’re talking about.” Brooke said, obviously noticing them too.

“Brooke, keep your head bent down. We don’t want them to know we’re watching them.” I said looking at the ground. I saw her bow her head down too.

“So you still have a thing for Cory?” She asked quietly since we were getting closer.

“Uh, yeah… He’s still cute. I just don’t know if he still has the same fun personality that he had before.” I mentioned.

“He’s the same, don’t worry.” Brooke said reassuringly. I gave a small laugh.

“So you still like Jesse?” I asked. But before she could reply, the cafeteria door flung open causing Brooke and I to run head first into it before falling backwards.

“Hey Cory!” Jesse called from behind the door. Ryan and Cory looked over and saw us. Jesse looked behind the door. “Oh crap!” Jesse said noticing he just hit us with the door. Brooke and I both had our hands over our soon to be bumps. I was squinting my eyes in pain when I saw a blurred hand held in front of me. With my other hand, I took it and got pulled up. I lost my balance since I was so dizzy. I fell into whomsoever arms were helping me up. I closed my eyes tight.

“Thanks Ryan.” I said.

“For what?” I heard him say in front of me. I opened my eyes to see Ryan helping Brooke up and Jesse standing next to him. I looked up to see that Cory was holding onto me so I wouldn’t fall.

“Oh, heh. Thanks for helping me up Cory.” I said stepping back placing my hands in front of me.

“No prob.” He said. Then he did the smile, that cheesy smile, which I fell in love with. It caused me to smile. I blushed realizing I just embarrassed myself in front of Cory. I looked at Jesse with a glare before slapping his arm.

“Jesse!” I said loudly.

“Ow!” He yelled. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know you guys were there!” Everyone laughed as he pouted, rubbing his sore arm. We all headed into the lunchroom.

“Want to eat with us?” Cory asked putting one of his hands behind his head to run his fingers through his hair.

“I was going to eat with Brooke and Cyndle.” I said nervously, trying not to insult Cory even though I really did want to eat with him.

“Actually, they eat with us.” Jesse said. I looked at Brooke who nodded at me.

“Oh, heh, alright then.” I said. We all walked to the table and ate. We got reacquainted better. After lunch, we went to P.E. with group ‘Y’ with Channelle. Then finally it was the last class of the day, computers, in 183, with group ‘O’.

“See that blonde over there?” Brooke asked point to a snobby looking girl in the corner talking to some other girls. I nodded.

“Well, that’s Christy.” Cyndle said crossing her arms. Obviously she didn’t like her either.

“Cory’s ex?” Ryan asked.

“Yep.” Brooke said with a disgusted look.

“Let’s get started.” Mr. Lubo said. We all worked on web page set-ups until the end of class.

“Want to come with Cyndle, Channelle, CJ, John and me to get ice cream?” Brooke asked Ryan and me after class.

“Sorry, but we got to get home. But thanks Brooke.” I said hugging her.

“Alright, see you guys.” Brooke said waving bye to us as we all went our separate ways. Ryan and I walked home in silence. Our homes were coming into view after two blocks. We finally started to talk.

“Today wasn’t too bad.” Ryan said.

“Well, you’re not the one who ran into a door.” I said feeling my head. He laughed, and then said something I couldn’t hear. “What?” I asked trying to find out, but then again, why ask when I could find out first handedly.

Ryan’s little brother, Blake, left his skateboard in the middle of the sidewalk. I just happened to step onto it. The skateboard went flying from under me, causing me to fly backwards onto the concrete. I laid on my back gazing at the sky as it began to spin faster.

“Heather!” I heard someone yell from behind. Before I knew who called my Brooke, three blurry faces came into view before I passed out.