|Something Worth Fighting For
Author: LegendKiller.x PM
Will Denning is the most popular guy in school. All the guys envy him, all the girls fall at his feet…except for Melody Brooks. Will she be another play in his book, or would she be someone worth fighting for? /Interracial\\Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 5 - Words: 9,070 - Reviews: 62 - Favs: 35 - Follows: 53 - Updated: 11-02-09 - Published: 09-15-08 - id: 2572119
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A/N: Wow. It's been a year, and some change since I updated. That is a major fail on my part. I lost inspiration, but thanks to a certain someone who told me I should finish...I finally got my inspiration back. I promise you, I won't leave that long of an update for this story.
Anyway, enough of my rambling. Thanks to those who reviewed last time. You know who you are. (: Enjoy!
I could tell that Will was annoyed at the fact that Mitchell and I were getting along so great. Secretly, it gave me a little thrill. Maybe now he could pay attention to his girlfriend, who clearly didn't like me judging from the dirty look she gave me earlier. But it was all good.
When we got into the theater, we sat somewhere in the middle of it, getting good view of the screen. When Mitchell sat down, I sat down right next to him, Will sitting down next to me, then Travis. I sat back in my seat, my shoulders touching Will's gently. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes; could he have been any more obvious about his choice of seating?
"Comfortable?" I glanced over at Mitchell as he propped the popcorn bag into his lap comfortably.
"Yeah…" I felt a cold breeze ghost around my shoulders, and I shivered a little. "Just a little chilly." I should've known my cropped jacket wouldn't have protected me from anything. That's what I get for trying to look cute.
"Here." Mitchell peeled off his jacket, and draped it around me. I was instantly covered in warmth. I stared at it incredulously.
"But what about you?" I couldn't help but let my eyes drift down to his arms. They were bulky and toned, very nice looking.
"I'll be fine. It doesn't bother me. Still cold?" Mitchell's chocolate eyes found their way to my own.
I nodded, feeling a lump forming in my throat as I broke eye contact, looking toward the screen.
"Want some candy?" Will shook the box of Nestle Crunch in front of me.
I looked at them for a moment. It was then I decided to be nice to Will, he was only attempting to be friendly with me, like he told me earlier. At least, I hoped that's what he intended to do. "Sure." I held my hand out, and he shook nearly a handful of chocolate into my hand. "Thanks."
"No problem." I met his gaze. His crystal blue eyes bore right into mine, and it was almost like he could see right through me. I quickly looked away, swallowing hard. Even if I didn't like him like that, he was still incredibly good looking. I was a very lucky girl at the moment to be surrounded by hot guys, all of them from the football team.
As the movie progressed, I was into it. It wasn't until after a while I realized there was a weight around my shoulders. I looked to see that Mitchell had slung his arm around me, and he was looking all calm like he didn't do anything. He turned to look at me questioningly. "You okay?"
I nodded, feeling my heart skip a beat. "Just fine."
Mitchell smiled. "You look tense. Relax. I'm not gonna bite," he teased, flashing those perfect pearly whites. I stared at him for a moment then quickly turning back to the movie. I couldn't help but be tense; it was still surreal to me that I would end up at the movies with a guy I thought would never even see me. And he seems to like me, at the most.
Taking a glance out of the corner of my eye, Will wore an irritated expression. Was he mad that Mitchell made a move on me? Was he jealous since his girlfriend wasn't there? Not like it matters anyway, he's just using her. If Kate wasn't such a bitch to begin with, I would've felt sorry for her.
I decided to go ahead and make Will even more jealous. I made sure he was looking in my direction before I rested my head against Mitchell's shoulder. Will's mouth dropped open slightly as I felt Mitchell shift, growing closer to me as he leaned his head against mine. I resisted the urge to smirk and point my finger at Will tauntingly. I was fan-girling in the inside though; I couldn't wait to tell Crystal what was going on, she was gonna freak.
"Well, that was amazing," Travis said as he led the way out of the movie.
"Yeah it was," I agreed with him, smiling. I turned to Mitchell, "Did you enjoy it?"
"Of course. You being there made it better though." Mitchell winked at me, making me feel shy all over again as I quickly turned away. I saw Kate and Jackie sitting in chairs by the concession stands, waiting for our movie to release. As soon as they saw us they dashed over. Kate threw her arms around Will's neck and kissed him deeply, as if they had reunited after years of being apart. I looked over at Mitchell and he had his finger down his throat, pretending to gag. I bit my lip to keep from laughing.
"Uh, can you guys refrain from sucking face around us please? It's pretty gross," Travis finally voiced what the rest of us thought.
Will and Kate finally pulled away. Kate didn't look ashamed at all, but Will was full blown red in the face. I almost shook my head sadly. It was more than obvious he didn't want that…I almost felt bad for him.
"Dudes, I'm starving," Travis whined, patting his stomach.
"He's always hungry," Jackie told me, rolling her eyes.
"Boys will be boys," I told her in a mutter, and she agreed with a giggle.
"So where are we going?" Will asked.
"I don't know." Mitchel shrugged. He glanced over at me. "Let's let Melody decide."
Everyone turned to look at me, and I suddenly felt little and shy surrounded by them all. It then occurred to me that I was really the odd girl out, not because of the fact that I was the only black person in the group (aside from Mitchell who was only half), or even due to the fact that I was the shortest out of them all…but as far as cliques go, I was no where near their status.
"Erm…McDonalds?" I wanted to slap myself for thinking of that as a first choice. No they don't want to go there, fool. They're probably all picky about their weight and stuff. But to my surprise, everyone nodded in agreement.
"That's good, I'm dying for a Big Mac, dude." Travis sighed as he led the way out of the cinema.
"Me too," Will agreed, and I sighed in relief, glad that no one had shut me down for my suggestion.
"Melody get's passenger seat," Mitchell said as he circled around to the driver's side. I went ahead and sat in the passenger side, everyone else jumped in unlike me, who opened and closed the door like an idiot. "There better not be any footprints in my seat or someone's ass is grass," Mitchell said to the others as he started the car.
McDonalds was literally right down the street, like a minute away from the movie theater. I spent the few remaining seconds I had left, trying to control my nerves. As everyone chatted with one another, I found myself isolated from the others, feeling the whole social status deal start to get to me. I know, it should've been the last thing on my mind, but it kept resurfacing and haunting me.
"You alright, Mel?"
I snapped out of my self pity to look over at Will. We were inside McDonalds. He was looking at me in concern, while everyone else was busy trying to figure out what they wanted. I nodded, forcing myself to smile. "Yeah. I was just thinking about a couple things."
I could tell that Will wasn't buying it. He continued to stare at me, as though he could read my mind, see my thoughts. For a split second I was convinced he knew. I sighed heavily, forcing myself to look away from him. "I'm fine, okay? Stop being such a worry-wart."
"Mel, what do you want?" Mitchell came over to me. "I'll pay."
"You don't have to-" I tried to say.
"Yes, I do. That would be rude if I didn't right?" he flashed me a perfect smile, making my knees almost buckle together.
"I guess," I mumbled, eyes falling to the floor. "I wanted a Double Quarter Pounder combo."
"Really?" Mitchel raised his eyebrows, surprised. "That's a lot."
"I know," I said with a nod. "I'm kinda hungry."
Mitchell and Will glanced at each other, then back at me.
"What? You've never seen a girl eat before?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Not like that," said Will. "We've never seen any ordinary girl order so much."
"Well, I guess I'm not just any ordinary girl." I gave them both a knowing look before heading towards the bathroom. I guess compared to the other two girls, I was more tomboyish…there was nothing wrong with that right? They didn't seem to have a problem with it. I pushed my way in, going to the sink to wash my hands. Right when I turned on the water, the door to the bathroom opened up and in came Kate.
"I know what you're trying to do." Kate crossed her arms, leaning against the wall beside her.
"Excuse me?" I raised my eyebrow over at her.
Kate rolled her eyes. "Don't act like you don't know."
"It's not an act, I have no clue what you're talking about." I stared at her as I turned the faucet off.
"Okay then, I'll cut straight to the point." Kate narrowed her eyes at me. "You don't have a chance with Mitchell, okay darling? In fact, I don't even know why Will invited you in the first place."
"Look. I don't even understand why you even care if Mitchell likes me or not. It's none of your business. And if I were you I'd keep a tighter leash around your boyfriend, that's who you should be watching." I pushed past her to leave the bathroom, not saying anything else. What the heck is her problem? All the confrontation, the drama…It wasn't necessary, and I wasn't going to be part of it. I spotted Mitchell and the others getting settled at a table, pulling another one next to it so it would be longer.
"Food's ready," Mitchell said to me as I came closer.
"You okay?" Will was of course, analyzing my face closely as he'd been doing the whole night.
I nodded, not saying anything. Honestly I was more pissed off than anything, but this wasn't the time or the place to vent all that out. I knew Will saw right through me, but he didn't make any more comments as we all sat down. He kept giving me looks all through that evening, and even a couple to his girlfriend. I think he was piecing it all together in his mind, and if he did figure it out, he was smarter than what I gave him credit for.
After nearly an hour of staying at the restaurant, we all piled into the car again. Travis had invited everyone over to his house to hang, even mentioning me first above everyone. But I was tired, and I didn't fell like being glared by Kate every five seconds. My house was the first pit-stop, and I felt a tugging feeling in my stomach as Mitchell pulled to a stop in front of it. I wasn't ready to leave them, and a part of me hoping that this wasn't some dream, that maybe when everyone returns to school a couple of days from now, they'd remember my name or even bother to acknowledge me.
"See you later, Melody," Jackie told me as I hopped over the side of the car.
"Bye everyone." I turned to look at them all, carefully avoiding Kate, who I didn't even have to glance at to know that she was giving me one of her death glares. "I had fun tonight."
"Yeah, maybe next time you'd hang for a little longer though," Travis said with a grin and a wink.
I couldn't help but smile. Travis was such a character, I grew to love him already. "Maybe. Goodnight everyone."
"I'll walk you to your door," Mitchell offered, and before I could object, he hopped out from his side and walked right on over to me. Everyone else started cat-calling and I felt embarrassed as I headed up to the door, Mitchell chuckling at everyone else. "So did you really have fun tonight?" he asked after a few seconds.
"Yeah." I looked up at him shyly. "I really liked hanging out with everyone. Travis is really funny, and I think him and Jackie are so cute. And Will is pretty awesome too," I said truthfully. I did like Will, even though at times he just annoyed me, he was overall a cool person.
"Not much of a Kate fan?" Mitchell raised an eyebrow at me.
"I get the feeling she doesn't like me," I said to him as we came up to my front door.
"She doesn't." Mitchell confirmed. "I mean, everyone saw the dirty looks she was giving you. She couldn't have made it anymore obvious. But it's okay, the rest of us think you're pretty chill." He flashed me that flawless smile I loved so much and I nearly swooned. "You should hang with us next weekend, ya know?"
"I'll see if I can," I assured him.
"Good. Because that means I can get to know you better." I noticed the tone dropped in his voice, and he was serious. His eyes were locked into mine, shiny and mysterious. I found myself growing shy, and I quickly looked away. I felt his fingers go under my chin, forcing me to look up.
"You should stop that, you have nothing to be shy over." He smiled at me.
"Yo Mitchell! You done flirting yet?" Will called over to his friend. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, causing Mitchell to laugh.
"I'll call you," Mitchell told me as he ran back over to his car. I watched him go, jumping over to the driver's seat and honking his horn at me before speeding off. It wasn't until then I realized that I had never given him my phone number…
So when he complimented my phone, he must've looked up the number. I started to grin as I headed into my house. Slick move, Mitchell. Very impressive.
I guess I have yet to learn about the boy.
While I spent the rest of the time with the gang, I found myself harping on things that I should be, more specifically, Melody and Mitchell. God, it burned me up to know that Melody was starting to fall for him. I guess it was kind of dumb to invite her to our little group thing. Now the two of them were going to hit it off, and I had absolutely no say in it.
"Hey yo, Will."
I snapped out of my day dream to see that Mitchell along with everyone else was staring at me. I looked down at the pretend Guitar in my hand and realized I must've zoned out while playing Guitar Hero, and lost. "Yeah?"
"You alright man? You've been acting funny all night." Mitchell frowned slightly.
"I'm fine. I'm just tired I guess." I ran a hand through my hair with a sigh. Mitchell was my best buddy second to Travis, and there was no way I was telling him what I felt.
"Let me take you home then, man. You look done." Mitchell looked sympathetic towards me. I nodded as I grabbed my jacket, heading to the door. Kate had tried to kiss me and tell me goodnight but I pretty much snubbed her as I headed to Mitchell's car. I didn't feel like dealing with her at all, considering her ugly behavior tonight. I know she doesn't like Melody, but God that girl needs to take acting lessons…a little pretending never hurt anyone.
"What's been bothering you man?" Mitchell broke the silence only minutes later as he headed to my house.
"Plenty," I replied. It was the truth…I didn't change my mind about keeping my feelings a secret.
"Oh." Mitchell looked a little awkward after that, but then he broke out into a grin seconds later. "Dude. Melody totally likes me."
"Oh yeah?" I looked over to my window, rolling my eyes in the process.
"Yeah…it won't be long now, man. If I keep playing my cards right, I'll be in those tight little jeans of hers in no time." Mitchel smirked. I balled my hands into fists, digging them into my thighs so that I didn't punch him like I wanted to. "Damn, she's fine too. Can you imagine what she can do? She's shy, but I know she's freaky. All the shy girls are." His smirk grew even wider. "I'm gonna enjoy this one."
I bit my lip down hard, tasting the metallic taste of blood. I closed my eyes to calm down, picturing Melody in my mind and oddly enough, it worked. Her glowy smile seemed to do me justice. I practically hopped out of the car, muttering goodbye to Mitchell as I dashed towards the front door. Within minutes, I was in my room, sprawled out like an eagle on my bed, face in the pillow. What the hell is wrong with me? It seemed like the more time that passed, the more frantic and possessive I was becoming. I've only known her for almost a week. Why is she always clouding my mind?
I sighed, turning over on my back to stare at the ceiling. I was never the jealous type, but damn, I was so jealous of my best friend it was ridiculous. We had made a name for ourselves in the school, our reputation pretty much getting girls, taking what we wanted and just dropping them cold turkey. So Stacey was right about all that. It was the same routine for me week after week, after week…
And that was until I met Melody. Now, things are starting to feel different and I was going through emotions I never felt before, and I never knew I had. I didn't even know what they were.
All I knew was that I didn't like them. At all.