The rest of the school day went by Josh showing me around the school and people staring at me. I was correct; no chance of keeping a low profile now. I noticed most of the glances that came from the girls were not even welcoming at all. More like they were planning to jump me behind the school and attempt to beat me up. Although those sticks couldn't take me in a pillow fight, it made me feel even more uneasy.
Josh was in almost all my classes and managed to sit next to me in every one. Every now and again, I would look his way to ask for a piece of looseleaf or a pen and he would hand me it, winking and flashing a crooked smile my way. It was all I could do to contain my laughter at his obvious attempts at making me fall head over heels for him. I was definitely going to use this to my advantage, some day.
At lunch, I walked to an empty table but Josh wouldn't allow that. He brought me to his table full of steriod filled jocks and future prostitutes, or as we call it, the popular crowd. I relunctantly agreed and he introduced me. Surprisingly, they weren't as bad as they were described on tv shows and I found myself laughing with them instead of at them more than once. First time for everything.
After school, as I was packing up, a pair of legs stood before me. I sighed. I could guess who that was.
'God, why does he feel the need to breathe the same air as I do, ALL FREAKIN' DAY?'
"Hey, Can." Josh said as he reached for my back pack and started packing up for me.
Did I mention he made up a nickname for me? Candy is a nickname and he felt the need to shorten it even more to show his mark on me. Instantaneously, the name caught on and now that was my new name. Even the teachers caught on! Good thing he didn't call me something a million times worse like Candy Yams. That's a good way to get a kick in the balls. I was hoping it would die out soon though.
"So what are you doing after school?"
"Homework and reading."
"Cool, cool. Can I walk you home? You know since a girl as pretty as you can get hurt walking home alone."
Sexist pig; I can defend myself just fine thank you very much. Instead I said, "I think I'll manage. Besides my home isn't too far from here, just about ten minutes away."
"Ok maybe next time."
"Maybe next time," I repeated, now in more of a rush to get home.
He handed me back my backpack, now fully packed and left for football tryouts. I walked out of the school taking my time to relax and think. I wasn't paying much attention and I heard a lady say watch it as she nudged me to the side. Suddenly I saw lights before my eyes followed by honking. The lady had accidentally pushed me off the sidewalk.
"Watch out," a guy said, pulling my arm and guiding me over across the street. We barely made it and I felt the car just millimeters away. The driver rolled down his window, and yelled out sorry, but watch where you're going as he kept on driving.
"W-what happened?" I asked as everything kept replaying in my head with no rest. It was as if an old movie playing again and again on my tv but whether I unplugged the tv or broke it for that matter, it still played as if bewitched.
"Someone didn't check both sides of the street before walking," he said and I blushed. "Are you hurt?"
"No the car didn't even touch me thanks to you," I said still in my own little world.
Truth be told I didn't even see this guy, which may have sounded odd as I looked directly at him. It was as if my eyes were blinded with visions of my life about to end. If he was never there, who knows. I might be dead by now. On the plus side, I would be free of Josh. On the negative side, I don't think my mom would be able to handle losing another loved one ever since dad died in war. Mom still blamed herself after all these years.
As if signaled, the clouds over the sky started to clear off a little bit, revealing sunlight upon us. The guy looked me once over and then said "I have to go. Here's my number in case you want to presh charges, I think I got the license plate number." He handed me a card and then ran off, seeing his job for the day was finished. I sighed and started walking home again, more careful of my surroundings but still seeeing the car coming towards me, not trying to stop at all. And mystery guy coming out of practically nowhere, saving the day at just the right time.