Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Rylie's POV

"Why exactly did you do it?" Blake said all of a sudden as he closed the door of the classroom behind him.

"You're one to talk. What did you do?"

"What? What exactly are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about?" I yelled back.

"Okay. How about this? Did you or did you not share a video of us kissing last night?"

"Wait what!? That got out!?"

"You didn't know about it yet?" He asked, not sounding convinced yet.

"Of course not. I didn't want to know about it either… I mean I did have a video of it…"

"You had a video?"

"Yes I did but I deleted this morning."

"Wait! There was a camera in the room? Meaning you saw…"

"No. Of course not. I skipped all those places." I said, turning red at the thought of what he was suggesting.

"What were you going to do with the footage anyway?"

"Show it to Coach… and get you kicked off the team." I answered, not meeting his gaze.

"Wait a minute, if the camera was in the room, how did it capture the…kiss?"

"You're asking me. I have no idea."

"But you deleted it right?"

"Yes I did, this morning."

"Okay then. Could someone have also recorded it? Tammy perhaps?"

"Who's Tam… Oh you mean Talia? The girl you hooked up with, yesterday?" I asked in a 'really?' tone.

"Yeah yeah. Talia, whatever? Do you think she could have recorded our kiss?"

I thought about it for a while and said "No, I doubt it… Can I see the video?"

"Yeah." He said as he brought out his phone and logged onto the school's blog.

To my surprise, the kiss video was trending and already had thousands of views despite the fact that it'd only been uploaded on our blog.

Reading the caption however, doubled my surprise. It read "What else has our Casanova been hiding from us? Watch Blake Weston make out with his secret girlfriend, Rylie Myers."

"Secret girlfriend? What in the world?" I thought to myself as Blake played the video.

Whoever posted it edited the video so well that it looked as though we were actually a couple. The video with Blake rushing out of the closet and kissing me as he backed me up against the wall and kissed me making us look like your average highschool couple.

Long story short, our little accidental 'lip-touching' had been turned into something more.

"Any idea who could have done it?" He asked as the video came to an end.

"None but one thing I can tell is that based on the angle of the video, this was the same recording as the one taken by my camera. The only question is who saw it? Who could have…"

I immediately gasped as I realized who it was.

"I think I know who it is."

"Let me guess… your brother?"

"Yes, my brother… How did you know?"

"Lucky guess." He answered with a sigh. "But why though?"

"Payback." I answered, breathing heavily.

"Come on. Let's go pay him a visit." Blake said, leading me out of the closet.

Myles. Is. So. Dead!

***

"What the heck is wrong with you, Myles? I mean I get you were angry about yesterday… but you went way too far!"

"Okay okay. Maybe I went just a little bit too far." He said cheekily.

"Just a little? You called me his girlfriend!?" I yelled.

"Yeah that. Sorry about that. I just had to get everyone's attention, no offense to you Blake."

"Whatever. Just get that video down!"

"Sure sure." He answered, leaving to bring his laptop.

"It's not that would solve things though. What about those who've shared it or saved it to their phones?… Argh! Why did this have happen?" I muttered, running my hands through my hair.

"Look Rylie, chillax! It's not really the end of the world. Besides, you should be happy. You're now one of the most popular chicks in school." Blake said leaning into his chair.

"Well ex-cuse me, mister “Casanova” but not everyone wants to be popular. Besides have you seen the looks I've been getting? Trust me, this is not my idea of popularity. Lastly, I am not a chick!"

"Whatever!" He sighed, bringing out his phone.

Myles came back soon after and I watched as he took the video down… but I realized even then that things would never remain the same again.

*Later That Day*

"Ding-dong!" The doorbell rang as I waited patiently for her to answer.

She did and I was quick to shove my leg in the doorway before she could close it again.

"What do you want, Rylie?" She asked, her voice showing her anger.

"Olivia, we need to talk." I pleaded. "Why are you angry at me? Is it because of Blake because I promise you it was all a lie."

"Oh really! Well the caption didn't say so plus you seemed really comfortable shoving your tongue in your so-called enemy's mouth."

"Really? You're angry because you think I've been lying to you. I promise you, Olivia, that video was a lie."

"So you didn't kiss Blake?" I didn't miss the hopefulness in her tone.

"I did."

She scoffed. "Goodbye Rylie."

"Olivia, wait a minute. Yes I did kiss Blake but it was an accident. I was opening the door of the janitor's closet where he was when he suddenly rushed out and we ended up… kissing. I know it sounds like a load of crap but I promise you it's the truth."

"But what about the caption?"

"That was Myles. I planted a camera in the janitor's closet and it was able to capture the kiss so he copied the video and posted it online as a sort of payback."

"Really?"

"Really."

She sighed and said "I believe you and I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"I'm sorry for overreacting. It's not like I like Blake or anything. I was just really hurt when I thought you'd been lying to me all this time."

"I would never do that to you, Livvie. Hug?" I asked, spreading my arms.

She smiled as she hugged me back.

"So…how was it?" She asked when we separated.

"How was what?"

"The kiss, silly. Is he as good as they say he is?"

"I guess so. It wasn't really a kiss, though. Our lips just basically touched."

"That is a kiss, silly."

"I know, I know and it was alright, I guess."

"Did you like it enough to want to do it again?"

"Definitely not!" I replied almost immediately.

"Well I guess I only I have your word for it." Olivia said as she plonked on a chair. "You hungry?"

"Yeah. Let me guess, you made lasagna?"

"You guessed it. Gimme a sec." She said, heading in the direction of the kitchen.

While I waited, my thoughts floated back to Olivia's question.

"Did you like it enough to want to do it again?" She'd asked and even though I'd answered negatively, a small part of me was longing to feel Blake's lips on mine again, this time in a real kiss and despite not wanting to think about it, I found myself fantasizing about it…

What is going on with me!?