So, I may or may not be stalking Kimia. I knew she had therapy today, and that she usually shifts after therapy. Not rocket science. I just figured that with Kam and Rose hooking up and being all coupley, Kimi would need someone to run with her. In spite of what we tell Rose, wolves do crave companionship.
I was surprised she let me fall asleep next to her, and glad she teased me when she woke me up. The woman needs some serious play. I did make sure she didn’t see me watching her enter her house. I even heard her, too. I wish I could say I was surprised by the mention of her being damaged goods. I wasn’t.
I ran home, and didn’t bother to cover anything when I went inside. Ma was cooking something on the stove, and didn’t notice my state right away. “What’s cooking, Ma?”
“Holymotherfuckingshitballs!” I screamed when Rose, Saoirse, and the M&M’s jumped onto my bed. All three started cackling like insane witches. “What the hell?” “What kind of swearing was that?” Mina gasped. “The kind used when four people jump on my bed and take me by surprise! I repeat, what the hell!” I nudged Mal with my foot while pushing Rose away from me. She was kicking her feet in the air. “Girls’ night! I sent Kam away, and you have the four of us all to yourself.” “Why?” I shouldn’t be questioning her. I’ve missed my best friend since she started dating my brother. I’ve been feeling like a third wheel, so a girls’ night was welcome. Just the timing was suspicious. &nb
Rose texted me saying she wanted a girls’ night, and she was sending Kam over to keep him away. I told my ma, and she made plans to meet Aunt Nancy at the bar on Main Street that had pool tables. I don’t get small towns. They only have one Italian place, no McDonalds, but they’ve got three dive bars all on Main Street.At any rate, Kam arrived at my place, but he wasn’t alone. “What’s Horndog Harry doing here? I thought he bailed with his ma?” I asked when I opened my door to find Jeremy with Kam.“Screw you, Mactire. Not everyone can get lucky easily,” Jeremy grumbled as he pushed past me to ditch his stuff in the basement.I looked at Kam for an explanation. “His dad has custody this weekend, and he didn&rsq
“Hey, you’re Kimia, right?” I glanced over to the speaker. He was sitting next to me in Pre-Calculus. He was sort of cute. He had dark brown hair that was very curly. He didn’t have any product in it, so it was very fluffy. He didn’t have the muscles of a football player, and he smelled like basketballs and cut grass.“Yeah. Why?” I asked him.He shrugged. “Just wondering.” He paused for a minute, and I thought he would go back to ignoring me. “I’m Zack, by the way.”“Okay,” I said.Another minute later, “Hey, Kimia. What do you call a wizard who is good at calculus?”
Fuck! Fuck! Fuckety fuck fuck! Someone beat me to asking Kimi, and she’d said yes! Fuck! I’m okay, I’ll just ask someone and get into their group. It’ll be great. Combine that with my birthday party, and things will head in the right direction. Besides, Rose took me to Spring Formal last year, and then got together with Kam.Shit. Now I’m sounding like one of those “nice guys” I accused Jeremy of being. I had to check myself. Kimi looked happy that someone asked her. Kimi looked happy. I should be happy for Kimi. Damnit.“So, my birthday is coming up,” I said after school.Rose started bouncing. “What are you planning?”I looked at her lik
“Hey, Kimia,” I was back in math, and Zack was flirting again.“Shh. I’m concentrating,” I told him without looking up.He chuckled. “Why is it so sad that parallel lines have so much in common?”I rolled my eyes. “Because they’ll never meet. Now, shush!”A few minutes later, he poked me with his eraser, “Are you going to Nate’s party Friday?”I shrugged. I hadn’t thought about going. Nate had backed off a bit since kissing me, if you could call that a kiss. It was just a light brush of the lips. By my standards, that doesn’t count. At least it should count. I pu
“I really don’t understand why you read the crap you do,” Kimi’s angelic voice said as she floated into History.Rose followed her in. “I read it because I like it.”“Okay, but take that last CEO story you told me about. He basically rapes his wife, wants a divorce, then is pissed when she agrees to one. Where is the logic in that?” Kimi set her stuff down by her desk next to mine.“I would say an overinflated ego on the dick CEO?” I ventured. Kam snorted. I shouldn’t encourage this debate, but, hell! Sometimes it’s fun to watch the shit fly.Rose nodded. “That’s it exactly. Only when he realizes he’s not hurting he
“So, vodka and wine? I’m assuming I’m having juice or water?” I asked Mrs. Mactire. She chuckled, and poured the vodka into the shot glasses. “Drink. It helps to loosen the tongue when discussing topics that are difficult to think about.” She pushed one of the shot glasses toward me. “I don’t drink,” I said, pushing it back to her. “Thank you anyway, Mrs. Mactire.” “Call me Mary. After the story I’m going to tell you, we’re going to be on a first name basis.” She drank her shot of the liquor. “Drink. You’ll need it.” I eyed the small glass dubiously. There wasn’t much of the clear liquid, but I knew that the one time I had alcohol I’d ended up passed out on a bed. I shook my head.
When I’d finished my homework, I went to check on Ma and Kimi. I found them in the basement, watching one of Ma’s stupid movies. Ma was sporting a nice buzz, but Kimi had crashed. She was asleep with her head on one of the couch pillows, and her feet on Ma’s lap.“How much did she drink?” I asked.Ma giggled. “Two shots, and two glasses. Your girl is a lightweight.”I shook my head, but couldn’t resist a small smile. “She’s sixteen, never really drank, and I don’t think she had anything to eat.”“Shit! I forgot about dinner,” Ma pulled her phone out to order from one of the restaurants.