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Chapter 3

His Little Cupcake

Chapter 3:

I didn't get to read the rest of the note. I hid the entire day because I heard that Coach Matthews was looking for me. I don't know why, but that man had always hated me from day one. What I had done wrong? I didn't know. Third period went by fast and finally it was lunch time. My lunch was the last lunch of the day, which luckily I shared with the girls.

I walked into the Cafeteria and felt someone boring a hole into my head. My eyes were quick to meet the brown eyes of Seth, sitting at his usual spot with his jock friends. I rolled my eyes, because this happened everyday. We would make eye contact and as soon as I would get my lunch and sit down, he would come to our table. Yet, this time, something was different. There were two guys that sat on either side of him, these two were people I haven't seen around before. Or at least I think, because the back of their heads looked familiar.

I ignored it and shrugged it off. I didn't want to bother with those type of guys. If you were sitting at Seth's table, you were Seth's friend. And if you were Seth's friend, you would have to be a jock or some annoying ass player.

"Sometimes, I wish he would just leave me alone." I muttered and went up to the lunch line. I managed to get a fruit and water before they were all gone. The students in my school were like vultures. If you didn't get food fast enough, it would be gone. The lunch ladies always ran out of food. Everyday, I always packed my lunch and only didn't bring a fruit or something to drink with me.

I sat at my table, and took out my homemade lunch. It was an Italian dish I learned to make last night. When I tried it, I knew I had to take some with me to school today. My mom even took some with her to work.

I looked around my table and glanced at some of the other girls that sat there. I didn't really speak to them; only to Jasmine and Olivia. But I noticed that neither of them were at the table. I groaned, wondering why they ditched me. Jasmine was probably fixing Olivia's hair for all I knew. They always did that whenever the rare chance, either of them had a bad hair day. In the beginning, they always tried to style my hair and try to make me do something besides a ponytail. Yeah, I let my hair down once in a while, but it was still 'plain'. Not everyone can be a fashionista. And that's exactly what I told them to get the girls to stop.

"Hey Sugar Plum." Seth grinned as he sat in the empty seat beside me. I rolled my eyes, Oh here we go...

"Hi." I said grumpily. I didn't glance at him and shoved some food in my mouth so I couldn't talk to him.

"So... Whatcha' eating?" Seth asked as his eyes practically ate every last bit of food on my plate. I sighed, knowing it was a matter of time that he would eventually steal the plate away from me.

"Here." I shoved the plate in his face. I was already starting to get full anyways. "Enjoy."

Suddenly, Seth's arms wrapped around me and lifted me up in the air, only to sit me down on his lap. I gasped and turned to him. He ignored my shock and started to eat some of my dish. I narrowed my eyes at him, when he moaned as soon as a bite of food went into his mouth.

He grinned happily, and hugged me tighter to him. I squirmed uncomfortably, wanting so bad to run out of here, but this happened daily. "You're such a great cook! Why don't you come over and make me some food. You'll be my extra special cook." He wiggled his eyebrows at me and already knew what my action was going to be.

I growled at him, "No way you pervert! I will not be your special little maid that will have around just to cook for your own little pleasures!" I slapped his chest and grumbled for him to let me go.

"I won't let you go unless you agree to cook something for me at my house." Seth smirked and I scoffed.

"No thank you." I started to make myself comfortable on his lap, squirming around until I did. I heard his groan, before I felt something move beneath me. That almost had me screaming for my dear life. "Your disgusting!" I snapped.

Somehow, I managed to rip myself away from him and took my food with me. I tried to give Seth the deadliest look I could possibly manage, before storming away. He didn't seem bothered by it, and instead he just smirked happily. I wish there was someway to rip off his lips and get away with it. I don't think the police, the school or Jasmine would be happy with that.

I escaped to the library where no one could find me and hid in the Romance section. I remembered that I still had the note stuck in my pocket and after looking around for any signs of life, I started to read the rest of it.

I still can't tell you my identity, but try to understand...

Everyday I long to be the one holding you hand

I want to be there when you cry

Or listen to your soft sighs

I know you won't remember... so in this gesture,

I want you to know, that it is those memories that I treasure.

I bit my lip. What does he mean that I won't remember? If he is saying that we used to be together, as in friendship... then how come I can't seem to forge those memories. I never had any friends besides Jasmine and Olivia. Plus, there was never a boy in my life besides Seth. Who, by the way, I would rather not have in my life.

"I have to try to remember, unless... unless it's just a lie?" But why would he lie to me? Why would my secret admirer do that? What happened that would make me forget? And how come he's such a COWARD to come forward?

I realize that this is life. What makes humans, humans are the fact that they don't always have common sense. I just wish that this guy would step up. I won't be in high school forever and soon others will find out about these secret letters. I needed to find him, because I had feeling that if I didn't by the end of the year, I would never get a single letter from him again.

What these letters make me feel... They make me feel admired. Yes, I might be creepily being watched by some stranger. But that doesn't mean that these letters don't make me feel important. I just really hope that this guy isn't some saggy old man. If that did happen, let's just say I will be forever traumatized...

I was still staring at the paper in my hands, when I heard a noise somewhere near by. Geez, can't people just leave me in peace! The sound came from behind me and I turned around thinking that it might be a joking Seth. But it wasn't. Instead, I saw that it was one of the guys that I saw sitting at Seth's table. He stood there gazing at me. And all I could do was stare at him in shock.

It was his looks that left me in a trance. But before I could say anything, the guy just turned around and left. My shoulders stiffened, wondering if he saw the paper in my hand. Of course, he wouldn't know what it's about. But what if he had read it over my shoulder? Him just walking away without a word, added some suspicion. I would need to ask about him later... Just who was he? And why did he look so familiar?

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