Seven
616 Words
"When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew."-William Shakespare
Elizabeth's POV
"Bye Lizzy. I'll see you tomorrow. " Katherine waves me goodbye before heading to her next class.
"Bye Kathy. " I smile at her and wave back.
I hope they serve pizza today, thinking to myself as I toss my books into the locker and head towards the cafeteria.
As I turn a corner, I walk into some sort of wall. "Hey! Watch where your going yo- oh hey Girly."
I look up to find Francisco's pair of hazel eyes." Hey Francisco. Are they serving pizza toda-"
Before I could finish my sentence, Francisco pulls me into a tight hug. "Francisco?" I ask him.
"Shush Girly. Let the moment last for a minute more." He answers back sounding relief.
I hug him back. His aroma fills my nose, the minty apple scent.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Beatrice watching us. An angry look spred across her face. I couldn't help but smirk at her.
I might win this dare after all.
Francisco pulls me out of the hug," Pizza. They're serving pizza. Let's go get some."
"Yipeeeee!" I shout. Causing everyone to stare at me even thought they were already staring in the first place when I ran into Francisco.
Francisco chuckles at my reaction and holds my hand. Blushes start to creep up towards my face as I look down letting my hair drop to cover my face.
We walk into the cafeteria holding hands. It caught the reactions of everyone. When your holding hands with the most popular guy in school, all the girls will hate you.
Francisco pull out a chair and gestures to me to sit down while he sits next to me.
I can't believe it. I'm sitting at the popular's table. The table belonging to the hottest jocks and cheerleaders.
I could tell almost everyone didn't want me to be sitting here. I look down at my feet feeling the death glares from the cheerleaders and the amusement in the eyes of the jocks checking me out.
Francisco felt it too , " Hey Girly. How about we go grab some food and eat under the tree behind the school?" He whispers into my ear. Apparently not soft enough as the cheerleaders sitting around me intensified their death glares.
"Sure."
Thank god. He just saved my ass.
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"What flavour did you get?" I ask Francisco because the pizza on his plate seemed to have a weird blue-purple lump sitting on top of it.
"Honestly, I have no idea. I just wanted to get out of there ASAP."
We both stare at the school building while sitting under the tree. The gentle breeze could have blown any where but it decided to blow my hair into my mouth filled with pizza.
Francisco looks and me and chuckles as he tugs my hair behind my ear. I could see a flash of worry go through his eyes.
"Are you okay? You seem troubled." I look at him. He just got paler when he heard me.
"I... I have been wanting to ask you something since yesterday." He mutters under his breath and looks down onto the grass, trying to avoid my gaze.
"Are you free this Saturday? We could go watch a movie-"
I tilt his chin up so that he looks straight into my eyes," Is the school's devil actually asking me out?" I faked gasp. Making it seem 'realistic '.
"Is that a 'yes'?" Francisco askes me. He still looks as if I am going to reject him.
I smile saying," Yes, Francisco. I'll go out with you."
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