On The Line's Polyvore

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Love Me

“What do you mean Shane won’t care now?”
 
I looked over to a now worried-looking Riley.
 
Oh right, I’m talking to her…
 
I smiled at a now looking up Sam and headed towards my own, starting on my combination. Without looking up, I spoke loud enough for Riley to hear.
 
“You should ask Sam, I’m sure she knows where Shane is…”
 
I watched with great satisfaction as Riley turned her glare from me towards Sam, and how Sam reacted to it all. Her face was turning a nice shade of pink.
 
“Amanda, why exactly would I know where Shane is again?”
 
She gave me a look that practically begged me to keep my mouth shut. I pretended like I hadn’t gotten the hint and went on to look at Riley.
 
“Her and Shane are practically dating now. I really don’t know why she’s trying to keep it a secret or anything, I mean it’s not like any other girl in this school would actually want him.”
 
I made a disgusted face as I said the last part and made sure to look as innocent as ever as I turned my gaze to a now, also glaring Sam.
 
“Well, look’s like my work here’s done. You two have a good time talking about that pathetic loser! Tootles!”
 
I waved my hand at them and made my way down the hall towards the girl’s bathroom.
 
Gawd, I loved being me.
 
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I hadn’t really thought how it would be to see him again post-kiss, so of course the feelings that came rushing towards me when I saw him next in the hallway definitely caught me off guard.
 
I tried sidestepping him and going unnoticed, but of course my phone had to go off at that exact same time. I took out my phone from my purse.
 
One new text message from Tiffany.
I rolled my eyes and stuck my phone back into my purse. When I looked up and I noticed that No one else was in the hallways.
 
So there we were. Shane and me.
 
Me and Shane.
 
At first I thought he hadn’t noticed me since he didn’t make any sudden change of direction towards me. Great, I thought, I didn’t to talk to the loser anyway.
 
I kept me head held high as I kept my gaze on the bathroom door that was now less than a foot away from me.
 
He was such a jerk! I hated him. I hated him. I hate-
 
“Amanda.”
 
Here it goes…

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Wow, this kiss was a lot better than the first. Was it possible that he had gotten better?
 
Before I could answer the question in my mind, I felt a small tap on my shoulder. Both Shane and me pulled apart and turned around, only to find Sam looking at us.
 
She didn’t look happy.
 
“Shane, we have a date, remember?!”
 
Shane looked down at me momentarily then back at Sam. After some kind of weird eye communication that went on between them, he finally slipped his hands away from my waist, where they had been the whole time that we had been making out, and he headed over to Sam.
 
WHAT?
 
“Um, Shane…”
 
Both him and Sam gave me one last glance before heading the opposite direction of me. I was left behind in the suddenly dark school hallways as a familiar tune began to fill the walls..
 
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“I feel so untouched
and I want you so much
That I just can’t resist you,
It’s not enough to say that I miss you…”
 
I opened my eyes to the beaming sun that was now coming down on me through my car’s rooftop.
 
Oh shut up Veronicas…
 
As I shut off the radio in the back, I grabbed my purse from the floor and began to rummage in my purse for my shades.
 
What time was it anyway??
 
I took my cell phone out of my purse as I laid it back down on the floor and slipped my shades on.
 
7:25
 
Good, I’d have just enough time to compose myself.
 
It was Monday morning and I was on my way to school. I had promised myself that I was not going to let the surprising news that Sam had spilled to me yesterday get to me, and this stupid little dream meant nothing.
 
After all, this is what Shane had wanted all along. He had it all planned out from the start, just like I had predicted. He had gotten Sam to fall for him, and now even I-
 
Wait.
 
Stop this Amanda.
 
There is NO WAY you like this jackass.
You were just caught up in the moment, had too much beers, that’s all.
 
I nodded, reassuring myself as my car entered the curve to the entrance of the school.
 
Ok Amanda, breathe in. Breathe out.
 
The second we had arrived at the dropping off area, a familiar black head turned to look in the direction of my car, and automatically I felt a lot better.
 
At least my kiss with Shane had been private. No one had heard about it, and that’s how I planned to keep it now under the new circumstances. Riley’s huge crush over Shane, however, was as obvious as ever, and I was going to take much pleasure in seeing her stupid little face when she found out about Sam & him.
 
I made sure to wear my biggest grin ever as I hopped out of the car and shut the door behind me.
 
Riley looked my way once, looked around agitatedly, then sighed before she made her way over to my side.
 
I was now making my way up the stairs so she had to keep up with me moving.
 
“Yes Riley?”
 
She cringed at the sound of her name coming out of my mouth, and even I felt a burn in my tongue as I said it.
 
Again, she just looked around. What was she looking for anyway?
 
We now had entered the building and were making our ways to the lockers. I sighed as I slipped off the shades, but made sure to keep my attention focused on the hallways in front of me.
 
“Look Riley, I really don’t have the time for this. I mean, it’s bad enough that people are actually seeing us talking, but you’re also making a complete idiot of yourself, so please, just make your statement and go.”
 
That did it.
 
I saw a new look in Riley’s eyes, and it she definitely didn't look timid anymore.
 
“Look Paris Hilton, I am not in the mood for your crap either ok. I was just going to ask you where Shane was, ok?”
 
She said the ‘ok’ part in a very poor imitation of me and I couldn’t help but smirk.
 
“Look Kelly Osbourne, I have no freakin idea where your stupid boyfriend is, ok?! So why don’t you go crawl back into that hole that you came out of, and I don’t know, never get out. Trust me, Shane won’t even notice you’re gone now.”
 
I grinned as I turned the corner, now only a few seconds from my locker and a texting Sam.
 
After Sunday, I was sort of still feeling weird around her. I mean sure she was completely clueless to the situation that Shane and me had gone through Friday night, but still, it felt like I owed her an explanation. What kind of friend would I be if I let her go out with a guy who, not even three days earlier, had been kissing her best friend? I hated the conclusion I came up with, but I decided that I’d give him one day. If he didn’t tell her what happened between us, I would. For some weird reason I really hoped that it would be enough to make Sam never want to talk to the jerk again. But then what?

It was my turn to feel the pressure.
Should I tell her about us?
 
Wait.
 
Is there even an us?
Did I want there to be an us?
 
I hadn't exactly gotten to thinking about that part now. Sure i felt the sparks every time he looked at me, and especially when we kissed, but did i really want anything else out of it?
 
I shook the thought away as Karina came back out from the kitchen and began to pick up the plates.
 
I was just going to have to find out more on her date before I spilled anything about my Friday night.
 
“So you like Eric then?”
 
Sam tried to compose herself as I said this, but within seconds her and Tiffany were laughing uncontrollably.
 
I waited politely as they both wiped the tears off their faces.
In between the small laughs that were still coming out of Tiffany’s mouth, Sam informed me of the news that I had apparently missed out on.
 
“Eric…is…gay…”
 

“Oh…” was all that came out of my mouth as I tried to understand this.
 
Actually, there was really nothing to understand about this.
 
The kid did wear a lot of pink for a guy…and he had complimented me on my top last week. I had thanked him and taken it as nothing but a compliment since my top were pretty cute, but now that I thought about it, I did remember seeing a flicker of envy in his eyes as he had complimented me.
 

Huh…
That was too bad. He was really hott.
 
Sam caught my expression and I looked back at her. Before long I too burst out laughing and we all just sat there for a good five minutes, laughing.
 
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“After the movies it was obvious that the love birds needed some time alone, so Eric & me headed over to the food court and split a sundae.”
 
Tiffany looked up from her spot at my small sofa and shut her cell phone.

“Hey, we didn’t ask you guys to leave, you guys left voluntarily!”
 
Sam rolled her eyes and looked back down at the Seventeen magazine that she had been skimming through for the past ten minutes.
 
“Trust me Tif, you guys didn’t have to say anything. The look in your puppy-love eyes said it all.”
 
After breakfast the girls and I had decided to go up to my room and wait it out until the rain that had just started pouring down would clear out. Afterwards we had decided we’d go to the mall and start looking for more winter-seasoned clothes. We were already half way into October and it was getting way too cold to be wearing just a t-shirt and denim skirt.
 
Anyway, Sam was now telling me what her and Eric had done on their “date.”
 
“So the splitting the sundae must have been the closest you got to scoring with Eric then huh?”
 
Sam looked over at me from her spot on the carpet and grinned at me while she threw the closest thing near her at me.
 
I dodged the hot pink shoe that came my way and hid under one of the pillows on my bed until I knew it was safe to come out again.
 
Sam was now trying to act angry while I just began to laugh.
 
“Oh come on Sammy-Boo, I was totally kidding!!”
 
She responded by flipping through the magazine with more force than before.
 
When I knew that I could finally talk without ending up laughing all over again, I walked over to where Sam was and put my arm around her.
 
“You really should’ve just asked Shane, I would’ve not cared.”
 
She looked as shocked as I felt as I said those words.
 
I sighed and looked away.
 
“Look, I pre-judged him. He’s really not a bad guy…”
 
I said the last part in almost a whisper and didn’t dare to look over at Sam. Tiffany was as distracted as ever since Jake hadn’t stopped texting her since this morning, but Sam would know better than to believe me so easily.
 
“Wow. I can’t believe you just said that.”
 
Truth was, I couldn’t’ believe it either.
 
I mean, who knew one night could change my whole perspective on the guy.
 
I rolled over and lay my back down on the floor.
 
“Me neither…”
 
I stared up at my ceiling, not really able to do anything but think.
 
“I’m really glad that you think differently about him. He’s a really great guy Amanda, just get to know him better…”
 
The last words went through my mind.
 
He was a great guy. I had just never thought to give him a chance because what, some stupid girls had cared more about him than me for a couple of days? I smirked at that thought and realized that it didn’t even matter anymore. Those girls were now interested in other guys and I had gotten my spotlight back. Not that any of that mattered now. He had kissed me.
 
He had kissed me.
 
That was all that mattered. I smiled and rolled over again, now facing my attention towards Sam. She was talking now. How long had she been doing that? She was blushing too. Hmm…maybe I should pay attention to what she’s saying.
 
“And then he said that Tuesday would be good for him. I’m pretty stoked you know. I mean now that everything’s resolved between you two it really does take off the pressure.”
 
Sam smiled and grabbed my hand squeezing it.
 
Wait who had said what was good for them?
 
Crap.
 
I smiled as big as she did and tried to act like I knew what I was talking about.
 
“That’s great Sam!!”
 
Ok, think Amanda. What the hell could she be talking about?!
 
“So what do u think, a denim skirt or just some skinny jeans?”
 
She got up and walked over to my closet and began to look for those two items in my closet.
 
“Uh…skirt?
 
She stood there for a moment and leaned against my wall.
 
“Well are you sure? I mean Shane wears skinny jeans a lot, maybe he’d feel more comfortable if I wore a pair too…”
 
My body automatically stiffened as I finally put the pieces together.
 
Of course she was talking about him. I had been angry with him, and now I was okay with him.
 
She had made her move.
 
She was going on a date with him.
 
A date.

“So then I said I was cold and he totally let me borrow his jacket!”
 
“Aww… Tif, he totally likes you!”
 
I smiled as I saw that my compliment did just what I had wanted it to do. Tiffany was now grinning stupidly and staring out into space, most likely thinking about Friday night’s date that she hadn’t shut up about since she had entered the house.
 
Sam hadn’t said much the whole morning and I knew something was up. Now was my chance to find out.
 
“So, Sam…” I took a sip of my orange juice then looked right at her. “How was your part of the date? Shane woo you off your feet too?”
 
I waited for her response, even though I knew the answer.
 
Sam finished the bite of pancake that she had in her mouth then spoke.
 
“Uh, Shane didn’t go with me actually...”
 
She exchanged a look with Tiffany before looking back at me smiling slightly.
 
“Eric Johnson did.”
 
I tried to show at least some look of shock before going on to asking,
 
“And why didn’t Shane go?”
 
Sam took a long drink from her cup then shrugged.
 
“I didn’t really care who went with me actually, so I just chose anyone…”
 
I smirked and looked her straight in the eye.
 
“Bull.”
 
Sam looked straight back at me and after a moment, was the first one to break the silence. She sighed and grabbed her napkin in front of her and began to fidget with it.
 
“Look, I know how you don’t exactly get along with Shane that well so I decided to just pick someone else to go with. You know, not cause any drama.”
 
She looked up at me and saw that I still wasn’t convinced.
 
“And it’s not like I was actually planning on making a move on him anyway…”
 
I looked at her and tried to see if there was any truth to what she had just said. I looked really hard, hoping to see some, because for once, I actually felt bad.
 
She was the one that had basically called dibs on him in the first place anyway. It wasn’t fair that I had just come in and told her to like someone else, and of course the fact that I had kissed him without her knowing didn’t exactly make things better either.

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