Score My Heart // Chapter Eleven

I decided to take Tess's advice, and try to forget about everything, and it seemed to work. Every time I would pass Chanelle in the hallways, or in class, she'd snicker and I'd just walk on by with my head held high. I wasn't going to let her win. And after a week or so, she'd seemed to have given up. She no longer wasted her time trying to get me ticked off my making icy remarks and smirking at me. I had to remind myself to thank Tess, if I hadn't just ignored Chanelle, I'd probably be feeling a lot worse about myself right now.

Just like Callie said, she hadn't come back from the night she went out with Tyler, and it made me sick to my stomach. I knew Callie had something to do with the entire Chanelle-rapes-Sidney affair, and I didn't want my cousin to get hurt. I hadn't confronted Callie about it because I thought it'd be best if we stayed friends, since we live in the same dorm and everything. 

Walking to class, I got a text from Sidney:

Can I please ask you that question now? It's killing me.

I laughed at the desperation of the text and quickly texted back 'ok' before stuffing my phone back in my bag as I entered the classroom. I sighed as I saw that the only available seat in the room was next to Chanelle, and quickly dropped my bag to the ground and sat down next to her, without saying a word. I stuffed my phone into my desk and turned it to silent, so I could text Sidney without getting caught. I smiled as my phone lit up, signaling a message from Sidney.

I'll meet you tomorrow night, then :)

Sounds good, Crosby ;)

Thankfully, by the end of class I hadn't said anything to Chanelle, and there were high chances that she hadn't even noticed me. I walked back to my dorm, only to find Tyler's hat hanging on the door, with a note attached that said 'Enter at your own risk.' I shuddered and turned around, definitely not wanting to walk in on that, and headed for the parking lot. I hopped into my car and drove off towards the closest Starbucks where I plopped down on the couch with Vogue and a Caramel Mochiatto. I flipped through the magazine, Gross. Ew. Nasty. Who the fuck would wear that? Is this designer delusional?  What is THAT? I kept on flipping the pages staring at the hideously designed clothes until I fell on a medium lengthed purple and gold off the shoulder dress.

I stared at it gaping, until I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I spun around to see Sidney and Colby standing behind me with grins on their faces. 

"Hey guys!" I said excitedly, already forgetting about the dress. 

"Hi," Sidney said, helping me up then wrapping me into a hug, "How are you?"

"I'm ... alright actually. I got some advice from a friend, it really helped." I said, sighing. 

"I want to apologize again. You have no idea how bad I feel." Sidney said, looking at his feet. 

"Please, stop apologizing, I forgive you." I said, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Okay," he mumbled as he leant in to kiss me.

"GOD. GROOOSS!!" Colby yelped from next to me.

Sid and I let out a soft chuckle as he elbowed him in the gut and gently pressed his lips to mine again. 

"I'm outta here!" Colby exclaimed, obviously disgusted.

"We're going to follow you, Army. You drove me here." Sidney said, laughing and flashing me an irresistible smile. 

"Fine." Colby grumbled and took off towards the exit. 

"Let's go make his life a living hell," Sidney said, suggestively.

"That sounds perfect to me," I said laughing, as he took my hand as we chased Colby to his car.