His Rejected SideChick/ Completed.

Chapter.2-Boy From LA.

"Hey is anybody there?" It was Tucker, peeping inside with his whole body leaning ahead. He joked and laughed, smiling as he watched my face. "I knew you will be hiding there from me, aren't you excited to see me?" he raised his brow and faked a wave of anger. I rubbed my hands together and held my breath, he looked gorgeous. He would always tease me because of how shy I was. He knew I have always hidden from him as his presence made me nervous, awkward? Yeah, I was awkward.

"Stop teasing her." Mr. Ben voiced from downstairs. Tucker rolled his eyes playfully and stormed inside. 

"Hey Miss Giselle," he said, scanning my room, showing his Jock attitude. He was always good at football, and we all know how popularity, good looks, and being a jock make them confident. He was a dream guy of every girl in the town and I was absolutely jealous of that.

"Hi!" I shyly replied and he watched my face for a second before bursting out in laughter. 

"Why are you blushing from me?" He laughed, shaking his head unbelievably and laying in my bed with his hands spread like an eagle. The minute he laughed, I felt something breaking inside my chest, it was my heart. It felt awful when he joked about me or my actions. I wasn't very confident and bold like other girls, but most importantly, I cared about my image and people judging me.

"This is how I am." For my rescue, I mumbled in shame. I didn't want anyone to know my feelings for him, especially Ivory who walked inside just to spy on us. She wouldn't ever leave us alone for a minute, she was too scared of me stealing him or him falling for me.

"Oh! I almost forgot how girls with no confidence look like," he commented very casually like it wasn't going to hurt my feelings. But I had a reason to have a good sleep tonight, he was in my bed and it just blessed me to feel his presence for the night.

"So, did you make girlfriends there?" Ivory, who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed on her chest, enthusiastically asked, her motives clear. Sometimes I had a feeling that they all knew my feelings for Tucker, including him and they purposely tried to hurt me except for Lauren. 

"I made friends, but I had no time for girlfriends." Tucker pulled out his cell phone and began searching for something, he showed us the screen and there was a girl's picture on it. "She is my friend Lilly," He announced. The girl looked like a model from Victoria secret, I felt a burning sensation in my heart. But the good point was that he hasn't made any girlfriends there. Besides everyone calling him a perfect guy, there was another tag for him *FuckBoy* which I didn't agree with. I have never seen him with anyone except for Monica, his ex.

"She is so pretty." Ivory, totally impressed, ran and took the phone out of his hands. I gritted my teeth and raised my brow in anger.

"She is all makeup and I'm sure she has spent time in Photoshoping it as well" The petty me commented, Ivory rolled her eyes while Tucker shrugged.

"I have seen her in real and she looks exactly like this." Tucker defended in a mild tone. He grabbed his phone back and put it back in his jacket. "You haven't changed a bit." He stated, scanning me from head to toe, was it a good thing or he expected me to change because he wanted a change me?

"She pretty much downgraded from her own self." Ivory folded her arms again and sputtered in pure hate. They kept joking about my appearance like I wasn't even there, but Tucker has no fault in that, he was just kidding childishly.

"Don't be so rude," Tucker, changing his side to us, scolded his sister. He defended me, I couldn't breathe due to happiness. A wide smile wanted to be drawn on my lips, but I had to control it. "Giselle do not take her words to heart." he apologized, getting up from the bed and walking past us outside, why didn't he notice how I looked? Or maybe I didn't look satisfied enough for him to compliment me. Why was it so hard to get the attention of someone I love.