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21 Steps to Get the Wrong Guy

Step 2

I can hear laughter from above. At first I feel like even the angels in the sky are laughing at my epic fail but then I realize it's just boys.

One certain boy did sound like an angel though. Christian's laugh rang the loudest in my ears and made me feel like crawling into a hole and hiding for the rest of the year until everyone completely forgets what I just did.

All my things are splattered across the floor. My fall caused me to literally throw my books from in front of me so I wouldn't land on the comfy paperbacks but land on the hard tile floor instead. Smart right?

"You’re a dick, you know that?" I heard one guy say as I reached for my books and pencils and things.

"What? I couldn't help it," Christian said back with another laugh.

I sat there, crawling on my hands and knees to gather all my stuff. And this is why you don't shove practically every handout in the pockets of the binder. I really need to get organized.

Then I saw another pair of hands helping me and I smiled to myself, thinking it was Christian.

I didn't say anything to him and he didn't say anything to me but his help was enough to make me feel not so stupid.

The way he helped me was so quick and mesmerizing, I almost forgot what I was trying to do.

We finally got a pattern down. He would pick up the papers and hand them to me and I would stuff them back into the pocket they just fell out of.

Yea, it's hard for me to learn from my mistakes.

The way I see it though, this was good. If my papers were never in that pocket then I would have just gotten up and picked my stuff up no problem. Then Christian wouldn't be sitting here helping me.

Then I would have made it to class and would have still sulked about looking like an idiot in front of Christian. I like this plan better.

Sure, it wasn't really a plan but it still worked out in my favor. Maybe he will walk me to class and we can bond. I can leave off with a witty saying that will keep him thinking about me until he sees me again.

I sound so lovesick but this is how it's been for the last three years. I have constantly played scenarios in my head where Christian wants me as much as I want him.

So far I think I've tried about every romantic scene I have ever seen in movies, books, or plays. It's pathetic but I think it's about to pay off.

"Dude, I'm sure she can get it on her own," I heard Christian's retreating voice behind me.


The dude helping wasn't even Christian. I took my last paper from the guy and looked up to see some random dude, one of Christian's friends.

I sighed heavily as my pride and happiness felt crushed by a heavy and unforgiving boulder.

I conjured up the last bit of niceness I had and smiled. "Thanks," I said, trying to still sound kind as I got up with all of my stuff in hand.

He smiled. "Just thought I'd be nice," he replied.

I nodded for whatever reason and then tried to walk pass him to my next class. He moved into my way so I tried to get pass him again.

It took me a little while to notice he was purposely getting in my way and it wasn't because we were trying to pass each other.

I looked up at him with a look that I was sure would show him that I wasn't liking the game he was playing.

I had less than five minutes to get to my next class and this guy wanted to play "Annoy the Ginger"?

The guy just smiled down at me from his towering height. He must have been at least six feet. I'm 5'5" but he still looked a lot taller than me.

"My name is Cam," he introduced himself.

I smiled sarcastically. "Well, Cam you move out of my way?" I asked and walked past him.

Okay, so I know that was a very cheesy pun but it just might keep him from bothering me. I mean guys don't like girls that aren't funny right?

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I'll be adding more about everyone's personalities as the story goes on