Teach You A Lesson Pt 2

Part 1

Nina had seen Evan’s little exchange with Angela and when he sat down across from her, she glared at him.

“What are you doing?” she asked coldly.

“Nothing. I’m just being friendly.” He responded.

“Well, why don’t you wait until it’s time for that? I haven’t even told her about the plan.” Nina said, still staring a hole into Evan’s forehead.

“What plan?” Evan asked, confused.

“Nothing. Forget I said anything.”

Though Evan was a "hit it and quit it" type of guy, he and Nina had become close after their encounter. He’d been surprised, since he was used to his methods scaring girls away so he could focus on the next one, but Nina didn’t seem to want anything after it was over and they had become friends over time. In fact, as he thought about it, most of the girls he pulled these days fell right into his lap and were friends of Nina.

The bell rang indicating it was time to go to class. Angela and Shannon grabbed their trays and headed to the trash can to dump their food. Shannon was walking a step or two ahead of Angela when Nina slid in front of Angela and took her tray. She glanced at Shannon before she spoke, “Let me take this. Why don’t you meet me out in the hall? I need to talk to you about some Student Council stuff.”

Shannon heard this and turned her head. Angela sent her a look that pleaded forgiveness before she said, “Sure thing, Nina.”

Shannon just shook her head. There was something about Nina’s newfound obsession with Angela that just didn’t sit well with her and she was going to get to the bottom of it.

Out in the hall way, Angela waited impatiently for Nina to come and tell her what was so urgent. She kept watching the clock. She had math with Mr. Anderson next and he hated for students to be late and she still needed to get her books from her locker. Just as she was about to walk off, Nina showed up.

“Sorry about that. I was making sure about the times.”

“Times? For what?” Angela asked, confused.

“Dope Clown Posse 2. Evan and I are going with one of his friends and he wants you to come.” Nina said.

“What?” Angela asked again, still confused.

“Don’t you need to get to class? We’re going to go Thursday after school. Grab a bite to eat and then go to the movies, ok? Trust me. You want to go. This could be big for you.” Nina walked away before Angela could ask her what was going on, again.

That night, Angela relayed the odd exchange with Nina to Shannon over the phone.

“Angela, there’s something about Nina that doesn’t sit right with me.” Shannon confessed.

“What do you mean? I think it’s cool that she wants to be friends with me and I can't say I mind that she wants to hook me up with Evan.”

“I don’t know, man. I’m just saying. And if Evan wants you to go like she said, why didn’t he ask you?”

“Maybe he was afraid I’d say no.”

Shannon could tell she wasn’t going to get anywhere so she changed the focus. “Well who is Nina bringing?”

“That’s a good question. She didn’t say.” Angela’s phone beeped just then. She looked down and saw she had an incoming call.

Shannon sighed. “Go ahead. I know it’s Nina. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Shannon, please don’t be mad. We can still go see a movie together on Saturday!”

“Sure, Angela. Whatever. See you tomorrow.” Shannon hung up.

Angela hated feeling like Shannon was disappointed with her. Even though Nina did seem to have an odd preoccupation with her, she thought she could learn a lot from Nina and looked to her like an older sister. Plus, the more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea of Evan -- even with the rumors she'd heard, she was sure Nina wouldn't let something like that happen to her.

“Hello?” Nina said, unsure. Angela had clicked over, but hadn’t said anything while she thought about her conversation with Shannon.

“Oh. Hey! I’m sorry, I was just sitting here like an idiot. What’s up?”

“I was just calling to give you the details for tomorrow night.” Nina said.

“Great. By the way, who are you bringing?”

“Uhh,” Nina stuttered, “Mark,” she said hurriedly.

“Mark? Mark Jones? The A/V guy?” Angela asked confused. She couldn’t think of any other Mark and surely, she thought, Nina didn’t mean Mark Jones. He was goofy looking and though everyone knew he was in love with Nina, she didn’t seem to know he was alive.

“No. Not him. Mark’s a guy who goes to Havenfield.”

Havenfield was Jackson High’s rival school. Angela was surprised to hear that Nina would associate with anyone who went to Havenfield and that Evan would be ok with them going out together.

“Um. Ok.” Angela responded, unsurely.

“Anyway, so we’re just going to go after Evan gets out of football practice. That’ll be around 6:00. You and I can spend some time going over the submissions for our t-shirt design contest and listen to a few of the bands who want to play at our annual concert.”

Angela sighed inside – even when making plans to have fun, Nina found a way to put work in somehow.

“Ok. Sounds great.”

“Good. See you tomorrow in the Student Council office after school. Bring something nice to wear for Evan.”

“Why would I-“ Nina hung up before Angela could ask why she would want to wear something nice for Evan.

Part 3


Confessions of a Single Black Woman said...

This is my first time to your blog. I like this excerpt.

A.Smith said...

Thanks Single Black Woman... I have to say, this is all because I need a semi-break from self-introspection. I hope you flip through some old posts and get a feel for how all over the place I can be.

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