This is my new story called "Kiss Me, I'm Helpless". I hope you enjoy it
Chapter I : Last Two Weeks
When I first met Warren, I knew he was different. He never hung out with anyone, never answered to anyone unless it was a question worth answering. Everyone distanced themselves from him because there was a rumor going around that he had killed a man and was never caught. Despite the rumors though, a lot of girls liked him. I, on the other hand, never paid much attention to the private lives of people I didn't know. Of course, that’s how I felt until I found who Warren Le Masson really was.
I was a high school senior at Capetian Academy in Bellevue, Washington and I had just recently been accepted into Georgetown University. I was also accepted in Ivy League schools, but I just didn't feel like those colleges were right for me. In less than two months, I was going to move out of the house and finally go to college. I was dreading high school; I wasn't teased or anything, I just hated high school because it was too boring. Nothing exciting ever happened. Just to me, anyway. I never dated but I had good friends and for me that enough. Relationships were just too complicated and I didn't want to risk my heart getting broken. I watched girls my age cry and whine about why their boyfriends broke up with them and it didn't look appealing to me at all. Despite all the drama, Capetian Academy is a wonderful school where I was able to take many opportunities and have experiences that would last me a lifetime.
Capetian Academy was founded by a Frenchman named Jacques Yule who had a vision to create an establishment for young men to be educated and become the leaders of the future. For decades, the academy was an all boys’ institution, until just recently, about twenty years ago. Capetian Academy still brags about its rich history, with beautiful French architecture all around the campus, paintings, statues and other relics brought in from France and curtains cascading down the wooden windows. The school’s garden was once my favorite place but sadly, it was also the favorite hang out of eight hundred other students, which is exactly why I rarely go out to the garden anymore.
"Audrey, look who it is," My friend Tara said with a curious smile on her face.
I looked up and found Warren Le Masson in a leather jacket with his signature aviators. One thing that many girls liked about Warren was his stoic personality and the fact that he just oozes the bad boy aura. The girls' words, not mine. Academically, I didn't know how Warren was doing but when it came to sports, Warren was a shark. Although he had been offered spots in at least three varsity teams, he rejected them all, saying that he was "not really a team player and that he preferred to do things alone”. That comment did not surprise me, but it did anger a lot of jocks, for putting down a great opportunity.
"He's coming this way!" Tara and the other girls squealed as Warren passed and he didn’t even give a damn.
God, how pathetic. Just then, Warren's eyes shifted towards mine and for a moment, he looked at me then quickly looked away and walked passed us.
"I think he noticed you, Aud!" Tara said.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
Moments later, the bell ran and we finally headed to class. I checked my schedule and sighed. Study period for two hours was not my ideal class, but hey, I might need it.
I stared at my book and sighed. Damn, I'm bored. I flipped through the pages with very little interest and I think it showed in my face because Elliott Carter suddenly sat beside me and chuckled.
“Not now Elliot,” I said.
“I’m not doing anything.”
“You’re about to,” I replied. “What do you want?”
“Ok, fine. We need you to help us with our senior prank.”
“You haven’t even heard what it’s about yet!”
“I don’t care. The last thing I need is a bad comment from the principal plus the guilt.” I turned to his dismayed face. “So, no.”
“Look, you don’t even need to participate, just lend us your pig and that’s it.”
My jaw dropped. “You are not dragging Porky into this, Elliott!”
“Nothing bad is going to happen to him, we’re just going to put him in the gym to run around during graduation.”
“That’s a horrible idea.”
“That’s not all we’re doing,”
Elliott was a sick kid and he needed help. I hope his parents find out soon because he was going to need it.
“Warren, what are you doing?” Mr. Sanders’ voice caught my attention and I immediately shifted my eyes to Warren who had a lighter in his hand. “No smoking in school, Warren.”
“I’m not,” He replied.
“Then why the lighter?”
Mr. Sanders sighed. “Warren, go to the office.”
Warren, cool and collected, stood up and simply grabbed his bag with a smile on his face. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen Jenny.”
A few chuckles filled the room and Mr. Sanders could do nothing but send him out. Warren Le Masson was the nephew of our principal Mrs. Jennifer Le Masson and he has been living with her family since he was young. At least, that’s what his cousins Tina and Tom tells everyone. The twins are the complete opposite of Warren, which struck me quite hard when I found out. Tina and Tom are juniors and they are one of most spirited students in the whole school. They do everything together and are quite the brother and sister duo, especially when it comes to sports. Apparently, during their gym class, they were able to score six goals in less than an hour in soccer. Which is exactly why they’re both in the varsity soccer team. Although, because they were both separated in girls and boys teams, the twins were not as strong compared to when they are together.
A few minutes later, the bell rang and finally the two hour free period was over. I quickly packed my things in my bag and hurried to the door, that was until Mr. Sanders called me up and asked me to stay behind.
“What did I do?” I mouthed to Tara.
She shrugged and mouthed back, “I’ll see you later.”
I walked towards Mr. Sanders and raised my brow. “Yes?”
“Would you mind helping me with these exam papers, I need to take them to the faculty lounge.”
I sighed in relief and he chuckled. “Don’t worry, you’re not in any trouble whatsoever.”
“I’m glad,” I replied and grabbed a whole pile of test papers with me.
“Alright, follow me.”
I entered the faculty lounge and felt somewhat betrayed. The faculty lounge was ten times better than the senior lounge. It looked like an airport, cleanliness-wise. I carefully put the stack of papers on my teacher’s desk and sighed. “Is that it?”
“Actually, if you could hand this to Mrs. Le Masson, that would be great.”
I did not bother asking questions since I owed Mr. Sanders for writing an excellent recommendation letter and obediently, I took the envelope and walked straight out to the principal’s office. I looked around and realized that the halls were less packed than they usually were. I stared at the clock and cursed; the bell already rang three minutes ago. I ran to the principals’ office, without knocking and barged it. Which I shouldn’t have.
Mrs. Le Masson suddenly cleared her throat and Warren immediately stood up, hitting me as he did so.
“Ow!” I rubbed my nose and glared at Warren.
“Woops.” Was all he said and was about to leave the room, before Mrs. Le Masson told him to behave and with a quick nod, he left.
“I’m sorry, I should have knocked.”
She smiled. “No worries, Audrey. So, is there something I can help you with?”
I handed her the envelope. “This is from Mr. Sanders.”
Mrs. Le Masson looked at the envelope for a moment and sighed. “Oh, dear.”
“C-can I leave now?” I asked.
It took her a few seconds to answer, but eventually she did. “Yes, of course.”
I stood up and bid goodbye to the principal upon leaving. It was really weird. It was as if she knew what was inside the envelope without even touching it. I quickly ran to my next class and within seconds, completely forgot about the incident.
Being a senior on the last two weeks meant that we had to come to school for no reason. Guys were playing sports in the gym, while some girls were in the senior lounge listening to music and talking about their boyfriends. Tara and I on the other hand, were in the garden talking about our usual topics.
“What if we’re running and it doesn’t hurt?” Tara asked.
“It just means that the lactic acid isn’t kicking in yet. It eventually does, though.” I laughed. “So...are you ready for college?”
Tara shook her head. “No. I’m not at all. I don’t know what to expect!”
“Me neither, but I’m sure it’s going to be okay. We’ll get a hang of it, eventually.” I looked at Tara and raised my brow. “Tara, are you alright?”
“Audrey, do you hear that?”
I kept silent and listened intently, but I couldn’t hear anything. “What is it?”
“Someone’s snoring.” Tara grabbed my hand and stood up. “Come,”
We went in the school’s maze and followed the snoring. Well, Tara did, I just followed along. We swiftly walked and soon, came to a stop. “Uh, I still don’t hear anything.”
Tara peeked through the bushes and gasped. “It’s him!”
I raised my brow. “Who?”
“Warren!” Tara jumped. “Aww, he’s sleeping! It’s so cute.”
“Do we really need to stalk?”
“We just got here,” She smiled. “He is so dreamy.”
“Sure, he is.”
“Hey...where’d he go?” Tara looked back at me after looking at the bushes. “You think he heard us?”
“Yeah, I did.” A deep voice said behind us.
Both Tara and I screamed upon turning around and I think I even kicked him a little. He covered his ears and groaned.
“You didn’t have to scream!”
Tara put her hand on his shoulder. “Oh my god, Warren, we’re so sorry. We th-”
Warren coolly moved Tara’s hand aside, as if a bug, and replied, “Thought I was sleeping. Well, I was until you two woke me.”
I grabbed Tara’s other arm and sighed. “We should go.”
Warren cleared his throat. “You still haven’t apologized.”
I turned to him and raised my brow. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Audrey!” Tara glared.
He walked towards me with a smirk on his face. “Look, just say sorry and all is forgiven.”
“Sorry,” I said apologetically.
“Whatever,” He grabbed his jacket and walked away, trying to look cool.
When had left, I turned to Tara. “How did you know where he was? We had to look all over the damn maze for him.”
“Couldn’t you hear him? His snoring was really loud!” Tara replied.
“Maybe you’re deaf.”
“Not likely,” I sighed. “Look, we need to go the bell rang like five minutes ago.”
“You seriously didn’t hear Warren snoring?”
I shook my head. “Not one bit.”
Edited by Ari-san, 30 June 2009 - 06:49 PM.
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