The Love Bet: Part 14 ♥

The Love Bet; Part 14
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'Today was a pretty normal day. I would say more, but i know that if i do you'll laugh. Apparently you don't really know me. I know where all the old journals are in the library. I also know of your affair with the li- oops. I wasn't supposed to say. But let's face it, you're a "professional" and you DON'T know what you're doing. You're just going alog with it, copying notes off of other English teachers during meetings, sleeping during reading time. And robbing lesson plans off others. Seriously, when are you planing on doing your work? And you better give me good grade or else my pictures will "accidentally" fall out of my bookbag and be lost in the halls. It's not like your really reading all of this, your only reading the first line, the middle line, and the last line and judgin it by how much we wrote. So you shouldn't realyl grade us. Just give us a 100%. You're too lazy for everything else anyways. Well, since you're such a loser, i decided not to make you read even more about your failures. You should just resign, retire, or whatever. Kill yourself... or something. BYE LOSER TEACHER!'

Mariete smiled at her work. After yesterday's two texts she started to ignore everyone else. Then on her desk, her phone buzzed. IT was so sudden that MAriete jumped out of her armchair and grabbed her phone.

'LEAVE THE SCHOOL!'

Mariete wondered who this person could be. She had been avoiding a lot of people, mainly Victor... She had found out everything after finding a note in her locker...

"I really like you... will you go out with me?" that was what the note said. Signed with his name and MAriete rolled her eyes.

She wouldn't admit that she liked him too. It's just that Victor probably figured everything out and her life would be ruined. Besides, what would happen if it was another stupid love bet? She didn't want to suffer.

At home, Victor waited for Derrick to arrive. He wanted to call off the bet. he really liked Mariet, and didn't want to go after her for a bet. HE genuinely loved her. He never used the word before. Besides, it helped that she was the same girl he was in love with from a year ago. He sighed when he realized that Derrick was twenty minutes late. Victor grabbed his cell phone off his cluttered desk and his phone vibrated.

'If you go after Mariete, you're going to pay...'

Victor rolled his eyes and his phone vibrated once more bringing Victor's attention to the phone screen.

'I'm not gunna be there till latee. So juzt txt me w/e u nded to tell me. Buzii.'

Victor rolled his eyes at the text because he knew that Derrick was never going to be responsible. Derrick needed to learn from his mistakes and Victor sighed as his fingers flew across the full keyboard.

Mariete looked at her pile of textbooks and grabbed her math textbook. She grabbed a few sheets of looseleaf and started to copy down problems. Mariete tyed her hair back and her cellphone vibrated once more. MAriete rolled her eyes and grabbed her phone once more.

'I'll be watching you... And if you go after Victor, you'll pay'

Mariete chuckled at the stupidity of the person who sent it. She noticed that the person had not hid their phone number. She grinned and clicked call. It was going to be interesting.

"Hello? This is Helena, how may i help you?" the girl's voice said through the cell.
"Helena, don't ever bother texting me again," Mariete snapped as she hung up and blocked the girl's cell off her phone.

Helena stared at her phone in disbelief. How did Mariete know her phone number? How did she figure out it was her sending her texts. She ignored the comments and turned to her computer screen.

OMGiTzH3L3NA: She figure it out. Plus, she mite rly like Victor. Wat shud i do?
____________: I'll figure it out. Bsides, there's still the bet...
OMGiTzH3L3NA: OMG! You're so smart!
____________: Nah. You're just dumb.

Victor pressed send and he sighed. He threw his phone onto his desk and waited for Derrick's reply...

MAriete sighed and got back to work. She had no clue why she signed up for all the advanced classes. She glanced at her black leather book and sighed. She didn't want to turn it in... But maybe... just maybe... Victor was sincere. MAriete took the book and wrote down all her thoughts in it. She was going to be sooo dead.

Derrick glanced at his computer screen then at the clock over his bedroom door. His phone buzzed and he opened the unread text.

'I'm calling off the bet. I rly like her, and im not gunna let it ruin everything. sry. i o u.'

Derrick glared at the phone and then turned to the computer screen. He double clicked on a preson's screen name and told the person what was happening... MAriete was going to pay...