"What did you do? " i whisper to Alice referring to the little stunt she pulled back in the cafeteria. After she left with Finn he hasn't showed up to me again... Yet. And I'm starting to wonder what the infamous Alice Neama did to get rid of the all so famous jerk of the century.
She simply shrugs and winked at me going back to pretend to listen to what Mr Louis whom i personally prefer to call humpty was saying.
You can't blame me for striking up a conversation during class. I mean it's history, even I can say that i never listen during this class, although that has something more to do with the old humpty we have as a teacher, because trust me I'm not the only one.
The guy just literally keeps talking to him self none stop, and that is all he does. Sit and talk because apparently his weight is too much to keep him standing for more than eight minutes.
"Come on Ali, tell me. What did you say to him?"
She turned to me biting her lower lip hesitantly. "you don't have any feelings for him anymore right? "she asks taking me aback.
"What? No."
She let's out a sigh of relief. "and you wouldn't mind if i date him right? "
Date him? Am i missing something here?
"What happened Ali? "
"Well he came unto me saying stuff like he wants you back -"
"What? "
"-And then I'm like i can help him get to you."
"What! Why would you do that?"
"I'm not exactly trying to get to you, I'm trying to get to him "
"I don't understand "
"Listen, i really like him lex, and I've been trying so hard to get his attention but it's like nothing i do works, and i hate it! I've never felt this way with a guy before, I've never had to try so hard to get any one to notice me before and it's frustrating. " figures. "i just thought that this would help me get closer to him you know "she shrugs "and you said you don't have feelings for him anymore didn't you? "
I'm slightly shocked. I knew Alice was trying to get his attention, but i didn't think it was that serious! Finn is an over confident asshole with an ego the size of my almost empty walk in closet. She knows everything that went down between me and him and yet she's trying to get on with him and using me to do it?
I frown. I love my best friend, and the last thing i want is for her to waste her time on a jerk like Finn.
Before i could voice out my thoughts, there was the bell signaling the end of the class and people began to pack up their stuff in hurry to distance themselves from Mr humpy's horrible lessons. Sometimes i think everyone is going to fail this class very miserably even my ex quiz competition partner, Jenna Marbles, the smartest kid i know in this huge school who always saw me as a potential rival.
And with the way people are rushing out of the class room, i can tell that they are eager to get out of here. Who wouldn't! Except you want to hear a retelling of the history of the gulf war about how he so naturally went into battle with all his masculinity and bravery.
Isn't he just a wonderful teacher?
I walked out of the class with my bag hanging on one side of my shoulder and Alice right beside me.
"You can't Ali " i say trying to be as understandable as possible.
"What do you mean i can't? "
"You can't date Finn "
"Why not? I thought you... "
"This is not about me "i state and she stops abruptly. "Finn is no good, he's a jerk and a player, i don't want you getting your heart broken. "
Her expression changes. I can't really grab it, is that annoyance? "you're not talking to a little girl lexa, i know what he is, and besides you and everyone else are way too quick to judge! "
"I'm just trying to help you Ali... "
"Really! "she snaps "are you really! "
"What is that supposed to mean? "my brows crease.
"You never care about who i date lexa! So why fuse now? Is it because you actually care or you still have feelings for him! " what!
I can't believe she just said that. It's true i never really minded who Ali dated before, but that's because i knew it was nothing serious, she was probably going to dump them by the end of the week or two. But this is different. This is the guy that tried to force himself on me. I know him and how he is and i know that with the way my friend is reacting to this jerk, he isn't someone i want her to be with.
"That's not it and you know it! "I've noticed people have started looking our way with the way we are both shouting. I reduce my voice "I'm just trying to look out for you. "
"Well i don't need looking out for! "she doesn't back down "i want something i get it, and I'm not stopping on your account! I was stupid to even think you'll support me with the first guy I've ever really liked " with that she storms away leaving me stunned.
I raise my head to look at all the people still looking for gossip "the hell are you looking at! " i yell and they start running off.
With a frustrated grunt, i walk to the school parking lot and meet Kyle standing coolly with his back leaning on the drivers seat of his car, waiting for me.
"Took you long enough " he says and i just jump in the car.
"let's just go " he gives me a weary look and then breaks into a grin as if sensing that I'm in a bad mood and he knows exactly what would cheer me up.
And damn, he does.
"Peanuts?"
My gaze sharply meats a bag of milky coconut peanuts he's waving in my face. My absolute favorite. I don't even realize when a small smile forms at my lips, i just grab it and begin to munch and i feel so much better already.
I let myself relax on the seat as the wind does wonders to my hair but i don't mind.
Kyle chuckles and starts the ignition as he moves from the lot.
He knows me so well!
Violet.The corners of my full lips bloom out a vibrant smile of satisfaction as I stare at my petite frame on the long mirror in front of me. Picking every little detail I admire how beautifully the silk violet dress clings to my body from the low cleavage that gave a rather tempting view of my now full and perky breasts to the tight clog at my small waist and down the expanded length of my slender but vividly dangerous curves, and then along the long slit from the top of my thighs and down to my feet adorned with a beautiful silver strap heel.A smirk forms on my lips.I feel sexy.Utterly and undeniably damn snatching!I have to say, Mother Nature truly did a fine job on me over the years. I've become thicker in the busts and thighs but unfortunately my behind has sworn to it's creator that it would never, under any circumstance increase by a swell. I cringe as I turn around examining the size of my bottom in the mirror.Fundging stubborn ingrate!With a little sigh I take a sit at
"Dance with me." Kyle says to me.It's not a question, it's a polite order. I have no objections, I can't even if I wanted to. He has me entirely transfixed and compelled with his touch and the depths of his stare. Just as he circles both his hands around my waist and invades my personal space till we're both sharing the same oxygen, I wrap my tiny arms around his neck and dig my nails into his over grown hair. "Did I forget to tell you that you look delicious?" I say to which he lifts a brow up at me while chewing on his lower lip. "Like I could eat you."The sound of his chuckles causes a minimal grumble in my belly....or maybe it's just in my head. But then he drops his voice in that deep masculine melody of an English accent "can't deny I'd love that."My cheeks hit up at his words, knowing the meaning doesn't represent one of innocence at all. I bury my head on his chest and just let him cocoon me in his embrace while I listen to the the steady rhythm of his heartbeat and we danc
I'd have run us over if Kyle didn't switch gears. How in heaven's name did he expect me! Someone who has never been behind a wheel ever to drive us both safely? We had to pull over somewhere by the roadside and switch. I let him take control of the wheel and I sat there acting all grumpy and shit. Murmuring to him words somewhere along the lines of leaving me to drive and leading us both to our graves. He'd only laughed it off saying something about my friendship with Alice robbing off on me, although he looked terrified. My guy had to stand outside the lonely streets for a good thirty seconds catching his breath and holding his throat in pretense of false suffocation, making those weird constipated faces he's fund of. And he says I'm the dramatic one. Now it's past nine at night, and I'm standing right here in front of my school.... or bet
"Lexa!" The moment I step past the front door, I haven't even found my way completely inside the house when Caroline ambushes me and pulls me into a bone crushing hug. "Oh, here goes..." I awkwardly wrap my hands around her back trying not to give out the fact that she's literally restricting me of oxygen. She pulls away slightly then pinches both my cheeks with both of her index and tomb fingers. "How are you feeling tiger?" "Alive." I say baldly and she doesn't seem satisfied with my response. "I have some aspirin in the top shelf if you're in any pain, and I can ask the girls to draw you a hot tub, I'm sure you must be exhu..."
"Surprise?" I say with a small smile on my face as I make my way towards Kyle who stands by the passenger door of his red Porsche, looking all glamorous and clean in a white turtleneck long sleeve and green army pants matched with his huge pair of Dior leather foot destroyers as I like to call them. He pulls himself up and a little smile brushes across his pink plum lips as I close in on him. His eyes are being shaded by the big ray-bans he has on and although he has on a clean haircut, gone is the disturbing piece of white fabric that were guarded around his head about two weeks ago, he didn't trim the front which gives the blowing wind an advantage to dance with his hair. "So," I say stopping directly in front of him. "What's the surprise?" "Me?" He asks, cocking his head to the left a little in the goofy way in whic
Taking the first step by the entrance, my eyes immediately shoot up to the welcoming calligraphy full of glittery colors that reads 'Katie's sweets' by the top of the building and I let out a satisfied sigh, along with a brief smile that takes over my facial features. Redirecting my attention to the entrance, I walk up the narrow stairs and feel my brows crease when I notice that, unlike the last time I was here, the seal on the entrance door has been removed and the lock is hanging loosely by the hook. That makes my frown grow deeper and next thing I'm walking faster to see what's happening on the inside. The place is dark I would probably trip and fall if it isn't for the provision of midday light illuminating rather dimly into the open space by the extended half-glass walls on the other end of the bakery. My nose scrunches up a bit when I in
"He hasn't said much." I say sipping into the straw of my already almost empty smoothie cup while taking a stroll on the busy park of Granville. "I think he's still a bit traumatized." The dark skinned man beside me speaks up, equally sipping on his own cup of coffee as we walk side to side, stopping for a while by a bench and we watch for a moment. A young mother helping her kids down the slide as they giggle in so much excitement, screaming something about going again and again. She has a vibrantly contagious smile on her face it's like her lips are begging to be split in two judging by the wideness of her grin. The scenery strikes a warm feeling in my heart and I can't seem to take my eyes off them. "I mean...." I suck harder into the straw which supposedly is now making obvious noises to alert me that
My eyes twitch, the blur goes on for a few seconds and when I think I can finally fully open my lids, I welcome my vision with the sight of blinding florescent lights only to shut my eyes back. My head hurts. It feels like I've been run over by a truck when I start to feel the pain stretch from my head down to my arms, back and every bit of my limbs. "Fuck!" unconsciously the word falls out of my lips and I try to pull myself up only to get held down by a callused hand. slowly I reopen my eyes and try to adjust to the light, then I turn, my gaze resting on the huge chocolate brown hand resting gently on my arm. My gaze shifts, slowly trailing the face of the hand that rests on mine and my eyes are met with the dark ones of my father. It feels like compulsion but for some reason I can't seem to tear my gaze from his. I search his eyes and what I see in them makes my heart skip a little faster than it
Slowly and steady the clock ticks. Over and over again it goes, singing a steady rhythm to my ears it becomes almost like hypnosis. The only thing I have been able to focus on the entire forty-six hours I've been here. Twenty-two hours since I made that call to Kyle, an entire hour of physical torture from the aggravated cultists that decided to use me for boxing practice, and this time he was not interrupted, not by anyone and definitely not by the blonde dude..... this time he seemed to actually be enjoying it. I sit here by the corner of a wall, all beaten up and feeling useless, hoping dearly with every ticking of the clock that someone would show up to save me. But as the ticking stretched longer and longer by the second, my hopes began shutting down in correspondence to my eyelids.