• Chapter 5~Club



    "Soooooo...," Jason drew out the last letter to make it a question.
    "So what?" I asked, already knowing what he was going to ask and not wanting to hear it.
    "What are you going to do about Chris?" He asked in a stage whisper.
    "I don't know!" I threw my hands up in the air and then put them on the table and rested my head on them.
    "Look," Jason said, petting my head. He always did that when I got upset. "Why don't you try... oh, I don't know... talking to him?"
    I picked my head up so I was able to see his face but not enough to lift it up completely, "I did talk to him. What do you call that yesterday?"
    We were inside getting some food, it wasn't as crowded as I thought it was but there were alot of people wher had McDonalds bags around and I suspected that they didn't want to pay for the food here. Jason and I get discounts on the food because we come so much during the in-season.
    "That's not what I mean." He smirked.
    I sighed, "I know, but what do you expect me to do? I'm not gonna get involved with him because of his dumbass fan club!"
    Jason's eyes got wide during my small rant and tried to signal me to trun around. I only noticed when I was done.
    "What?"
    "Turn. Around. Now." He said through his teeth.
    I whipped my head around, standing at the same time, and Chris's face was about three inches away from mine. I fell back, not expecting him to be so close.
    "Holy..." I started to say as I lost my balance. Suddenly strong, warm arms were around my waist pulling me up from bashing my head on the table. Chris pulled me up to him, I was a full 5 inches shorter then him. It's hard to determine the heighth of people on the slopes. My hands ended up on his chest, I was looking in his eyes.... and we were both falling now.
    We landed on the ground with a big "oof", I heard all the air get knocked out of him.
    "Ohmigoodness. I'm so sorry!" I struggled to get off of him so he could breathe, I probably added to his discomfort, but his arms tightened around my body and wouldn't let me leave. "Chris let go of me! I'm not letting you breathe!"
    "Dude, let her go!" Jason said.
    Chris finally let go of me and I hoped off of him as fast as I could, then grabbed his hand and said, "Jason help me get him up!"
    Jason grabbed his other hand and we pulled him up to a sitting position.
    "Now hunch your back and put you hands on your stomach. Try taking deep even breaths," I said, my minimal medical training kicking in.
    "I'm fine," Chris said, standing up. I gave him a hard look. "Really, Kelly, I'm fine."
    I raised one eyebrow giving him a harder look.
    "Ok, if you insist. You can give me a look over if you want," he said wagging his eyebrows.
    I rolled my eyes and said, "What could you want?"
    "I wanted to see you," he said. I could trace no amount of sarcasim or joking around in his electric blue eyes. "And I heard everything you said. My fan club?"
    "You don't know about your fan club?"
    "No."
    I supressed a sigh. "There are a big group of girls that "protect" you because you belong to "everyone" not just one girl." I sighed suddenly, and I wasn't sure why. I've never thought anything of him. I moved here in my seventh grade year and never really talked to the guy. Until the past few days anyway.
    "Wait a second. "Protect"? "Everyone's"? When did this start?"
    "Uh, ever since I've been here. I came into the schools system in seventh grade." Geez, are all guys this way? I'd have to ask Kevin or Jason later.
    Chris was fuming. You could tell by the color on his face. Bright red. He suddenly stalked off.
    "Huh?" I said.
    "Hey Kel wanna hit the slopes again?" Jason asked.
    "Yea, let's go."
    We passed Chris only once, he was talking into a phone with a look of argument in his eyes. I worried but stopped that emotion in it's tracks. Why would I be worried about Chris?
    I pushed the thought from my mind as Jason and I went up the chairlift, discussing whether or not I should stalk Kevin during his next date, but I still had the feeling that I just got myself in an a** load of s**t.