Jealous?

Valentina's POV

I didn't know why but I was sick of hearing about Blake's party. According to all the gossip in this school, her parties are supposed to be epic.

So this girl is a trouble maker, who throws really great parties and is not to be messed with apparently.

I was really annoyed hearing about it. In gym: that was all people wanted to talk about.

Now I'm in English class on a Monday morning sitting next to Blake as she talked to other people besides her and answered questions about her upcoming party.

I could feel my chest rise as I imagined I was at a different school with people of the same social status. No populars, rebels... whatever you want to call it. I still didn't understand the hype with this girl. Sure she was pretty, she does have a lot of money from the looks of her house, and yea I guess she has a way of making people think about her.....BUT...I forgot the point I was trying to make.

I put my head on the table. the first two classes always seemed the longest. Blake and I didn't say much since I showed up at her house. But I didn't care. I was just glad that she was here to work on the project, or at least that's what I thought when she walked into class 15minutes late.

I was wrong she has been talking about her party non stop and it was irritating as hell.

I looked at her talking to our classmates, laughing and joking. Blake's hair was pulled into a ponytail today, she had a button up red and black plaid shirt with some blue jeans and combat boots.

I don't know why , but it looked really good on her. When she talked you could see how white her teeth are and how green her eyes light up when she talks.

Don't ask me why I'm checking her out I'm not a lesbian or anything. But she....she was something else.

I kind of felt weird being next to her with my plain brown eyes and short curly black hair.

I turned around with my head still on the table and closed my eyes...maybe I'll just sleep for the rest of the class. As soon as I thought that I felt I hand on my shoulder shaking it.

As if I wasn't annoyed already. I turned around with my best fuck off look on my face, meeting the eyes of the one and only Blake.

She smiled at me showing her pearly white teeth. "Rise and shine cupcake, we have an English project to do." she said.

I noticed how everyone was working with their partner on their project. I leaned off the table and sighed.

At least we can get some work done now. I grabbed a sheet of paper and a pencil to get started.

"Have you heard about my party?" Blake asked.

Welp there goes getting work done.

I nodded and responded with a quick "Yep"

"I'm really excited its going to be crazier than last years parties. There's going to be a Dj there, so much great food, its going to be awes-"

"As much as I would like to hear about your party details," I interrupted mentally shaking my head. "We still have a project we need to get done."

I don't think I should have interrupted, but this project is due by the end of the week and we have nothing so far.

Blake was quiet for a second then laughed.

"Don't worry cupcake, you can come. I just have to print out some more invitations that's all," she said chuckling.

I gave her a tight smile and said, "I'm not really a party type." That was actually true, I was the type to go to a party , get tired in 30minutes and then want to go home.

I started writing English project at the top of the paper, paused and then looked at her again.

"Ans stop calling me cupcake."

"You know why I call you that?" she asked me. She scooted her chair up close to mine and leaned forward.

I don't think I wanted to know why.

Blake had a stupid look on her face like she was about to say something well..... stupid.

"Its because you look sweet like a cupcake." she whispered. "And if I licked your pussy it would be pure heaven, like the frosting on top." she licked her lips for effect then smiled again.

My jaw dropped and my eyes widened.

I looked away as I could feel myself blushing. Oh my God who says that to someone?

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I could feel her curious gaze on me and I didn't know what to do.

Who the fuck says that? I haven't even known the girl for two weeks and she's already saying sexual things like that.

I looked away my heart beating faster. I didn't know why she had this effect on me, and I was not liking it one bit.

Wait a minute...was she lesbian? I took a glance at her and she was still smiling like she enjoyed my discomfort.

I'll take that as a strong maybe. Like maybe she's just a asshole. The bell rang signaling class was over.

I couldn't get up fast enough and i gathered my things quickly before trying to make my way to the door. Keyword is trying.

Blake stood in front of me preventing me from leaving.

"Hey, I didn't mean to go over the top, sometimes i do that," Blake said giving me a small smile. I looked down at her shoes.

I never felt like this towards anyone of the opposite sex before and I didn't know what to think.

I tried to get past her again, but she blocked me for the second time.

I kept looking at her shoes feeling these strange wonderful feelings.

"Can you please say something? So it wont be weird, please Valentine?" she said smoothly.

I looked up surprised, this was the first time she said my name.

'I have to go to my next class." it felt like a 100 degrees in the classroom, the teacher was paying attention to what was happening, and now new students were starting to come in.

"Fine, its not weird, okay? can I go now?" I said sarcastically.

She stepped aside and walked away.

"I'll see you at your house tonight!" Blake called out.

I stopped in y tracks. Oh hell no.

"No, you wont. You don't even know where I live." I said smartly crossing my arms. Now it was my turn to put a smug look on my face.

Blake walked up close to me and continued walking slowly away, shaking her head. "Silly girl, you know nothing about my powers."

I let out a breath, I didn't know I was holding.

I was fucked.

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I sat on my bed at home texting some friends I had made so far. I was talking to Brian at the moment, he was in my math class and really smart.

But he told me Blake was capable of getting what she wanted, and she was indeed a lesbian. That just made me feel a little weird.

School was interesting, homework is not too much and I have pretty good classes. I have gym, math, English, history, and.....Spanish.

I waited on my bed nervously.

Was she really going to show up? I wondered. I was able to get her address easily just because almost everyone knew where she lived since she was popular.

I must have raked my fingers through my hair a few times. I put on a little mascara and lip-gloss.

Not just incase Blake comes over...uninvited might I add; but just because I wanted to look good regardless.

Who was I kidding?

She was someone who was interesting, and had a weird sense of humor. I could barely think of the cupcake line without blushing.

I checked the time, it was already 5 o'clock. I sighed loudly.

It was a big project and we would need more time than just 5 o'clock. I laid down on my bed feeling a little sad to be honest.

This felt wrong, like she was leading me on and then wasn't at times.

I felt so irritated, maybe I could ask her sister Zane, but it seems like she would just tell Blake.

But I have a feeling she knows a lot already.

Ding DONG Ding DONG

I suddenly sat up.

I sat still for a minute, listening to it.

She's here.

She, oh my gush, she's here.

I scrambled out of bed, accidentally falling on my floor. Gosh damn it, that hurt!

I went to open the door, but stop to readjust my clothes.

I opened the door.