She's just sitting there alone, twirling with her fingers and staring of into space, or someone. I don't need to look to know who it is.
A small sigh escapes my lips and i walk down to sit opposite her, wordlessly swapping my tray of fries and ketchup that i exchanged for mayonnaise because of this exact reason for her small plate of salad and bread sticks. I hate salad but right now i don't mind waiting a few more hours till i can get home and eat proper food. Alice on the other hand breaths on fries, which makes me wonder why she's having a plate of salad to begin with.
She looks at me but doesn't say anything and just mindlessly starts dipping her fries into the mayonnaise but still i can spot the faintest hint of a smile on her lips.
"Are you still going to keep avoiding me? "i give her a pointed look but she simply brushes it off with a shrug while chewing and dusting off her fingers like it has crumps on it. "why where you having salad? "
"the fries got finished. Apparently you had the last one, and they only had cheese burgers left " she hates cheese, anything cheese doesn't sit well with her. I nod my head in understanding.
A moment of silence passes us and i just keep twirling my fork around the same slice of cucumber, cringing inwardly at the thought of having to put this in my mouth.
"He keeps talking about you "she suddenly said making me cringe evidently this time already knowing who she's talking about.
"I don't like him Alice "
"I know "she sighs "it's so frustrating, I've never had to try to get a boy to like me before " she stabs her plate with multiple fries only to have them break each time. "i really like him Lex. And i get that he's your ex and all but i just can't help it." she looks up at me with sincerity in her eyes and it makes me doubt my theory of all this just being a challenge faze to her.
"I believe you "i grab hold of her hand giving her a light squeeze. Smiles softly at me "so are we good? "
She rolls her eyes at me and pulls her hand away from mine trying to hide the small grin threatening to give out.
"Oh come on "i pout "i sacrificed my lunch for this! "
"I should have known. This... "she does a hand motion on the plate of half eaten fries in front of her "was just plain bribery"
I smile "it was worth the shot "
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"No way! M&Ms all the way "Kyle exclaimed smacking his hands a bit forcefully on the table attracting the attention of most of the people in this little dinner that happens to have the best food in town.
Kyle and i have been battering about M&Ms and gummy bears for a while now. He keeps insisting that M&Ms rule every other chocolate but that's the thing, I'm not a huge fan of chocolates which is why i find gummy bears way more appetizing than any chocolate product. Whether it be snickers or smart, or in this case M&Ms.
I roll my eyes "you're gaining attention on yourself Kay "
"I can't believe you "he keeps shaking his head in disbelief even though there is nothing to be surprised about that.
I can't suppress the eye roll for the, what? Fifteenth time tonight?
I don't say anything else i just take a huge bite out of my peanut butter sandwich, closing my eyes for a brief moment while savoring the taste.
The events of today playing over in my head. After my awkward meeting with Finn's mum today, i received a text from an unknown number asking if I'm ready for extra special tutoring lessons with a winky emoji. It didn't take two and two to figure out that it was Finn.
I'm annoyed at Finn, annoyed at his mother and annoyed at myself. I don't have to do it if i don't want to right?
"Lexa? "
"Huh? "i look up at Kyle to see the worry in his eyes.
"Are you going to tell me? "
"Tell you what? "
"What we are doing here. I mean I'm not complaining but why are we really here? "
I lift up a brow, pretending not to know what he's talking about "to eat?"
He gives me a look that makes me sigh and give in.
"I quit " I stated not looking at him. "i quit my job "i fiddle with my fingers for a while and when he still didn't say anything i turned my gaze from the half eaten sandwich that seems somehow really fascinating to him.
There was no expression what so ever on his face "why? "
"I couldn't. "there is so many reasons why, for starters, it was never comfortable to begin with, victor already threatened to get rid of me and I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of doing that without walking away myself. Not to mention i have to work with Jim who I'm still not comfortable around everyday.
He doesn't question me any further. "admit it Lex, you only quit because you wanted to spend more time with me "
"Yeah right, because you are just so important, i couldn't help myself" evident sarcasm rolling off my tongue.
"Your sarcasm is not appreciated McCarthy " His smirk turned into a pout making him look really cute with his lips pointing out like that. And the little heart shaped birthmark below the left side of his lower lip. "you know if you want to kiss me, you can just ask. "
"W-what! "i feel the blood rush up to my face and i pray Kyle doesn't notice the slight redness of my cheeks but when you've been friends with someone for a really long time you'll be able to notice the littlest things no matter how tanned you might be and judging by the huge smirk on his face right now i know he can tell and it only makes the heat spread farther to my ears. I didn't even notice how long I'd been staring at his lips , it's not like i want to kiss him or anything! That's just gross.
He chuckles lightly "come on Lex, finish up "he motioned to my already forgotten sandwich "let's get out of here, there's something i want to show you "
I clear my throat and avert my eyes trying to finish up the remaining cold sandwich that i don't have an appetite for anymore but the idea of wasting shouldn't be an option at all.
"You guys want anything else? "Molly, my coworker during weekends asks giving Kyle a once over. Molly is nineteen, graduated from Grayson's last year and currently works here most of the time. She and Kyle used to have a thing or fling or whatever you want to call it, it was nothing serious according to the both of them but judging by the way she was undressing him with her eyes, I'm starting to think maybe she still wants him.
Did i forget to tell you? Kyle is a ladies man. Flirts with anything that breathes and it surprises me that he's not doing any of that now with obvious looking Molly. Unlike your usual high school jock, Kyle doesn't sleep around and even though he's never had a long term relationship before he actually dates, not lately though. And he's most definitely not a football player.
"Nah we're good "he answers for us both, she lingers the tiniest bit longer before nodding and scooting away mumbling a small 'okay '
Just as i was about to stuff the last bit of peanut butter and bread in my mouth, my best friend leaned closer until his face was right in front of mine "just so you know, if you wanted me to kiss you, i definitely would "
I froze. Sitting there with my mouth hanging open and uneaten piece of sandwich lying between.
"Come on " he stud pulling me up with him out of the small restaurant.
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.