Welcome To Paradise, chapter 6
As soon as we got into Art class my heart beat faster than a shooting star flying across the sky. Billie saw the look of nervousness in my eyes.
"Hey it's going to be alright." he said. "We're gonna be there for you, right guys?"
He had to slap Tré and Mike on the head. "HUH?!" they both said.
"We're gonna help Liss right?!" Billie said, and the two nodded.
We sat in our seats and the 3 guys stared at me intently.
"Wow you guys are making me feel all the better." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, sorry." Mike said.
Tré laughed. So did Billie.
"Listen, Melissa, everything's gonna be chill right? Just CHILL." Tré said, patting me on the arm.
"Ok..." I heaved a deep breath as Lexi sat down at her table. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her watch me with jealousy raging in her eyes. It reminded me off Satan or something. I shuddered.
I didn't want to say anything that she might hear out loud, so I passed a note to Billie. It read "She looks like the devil's wife." When he read it he looked at me and nodded. He wrote something on it and passed it back. It read "Yes, but the devils WHOREY wife." I almost fell out of my chair laughing. You should of seen the smile on Billie's face when I was laughing. His classic all-hot-guy smile.
The end of class came around, and Tré gave me the thumbs up sign as I walked over to Lexi.
"Hey there." I poked Lexi's back, and she turned around, her blond hair almost killing me.
"Oh hey." She said, and I smiled at her. This pretending to be a prep stuff is really difficult.
"What's up?"
"Nothing really except my stupid boyfriend is breaking up with me." She buried her face in her hands, and started fake crying.
"What happened?" I said.
"Well he called me a whore today and stormed off and I don't know why! All I did was sleep with another guy! Damn him..."
That was the saddest thing I've ever heard a prep say.
"Awww I'm sorry. I'll be your friend." I smiled at her and she did too, in between coughs.
So the rest of the day I spent with Lexi. Oh, the torture burns inside of me. I spent lunch with her, and Pre-Algebra with her. The whole day she just complained to me all her problems with her boyfriend. Seems that she was with him just because he's popular. Who knew.
She gave me her phone number and we talked on the phone that night. I called Bill, Tré, and Mike after and told them how much of a dumbass she was. This may be fun after all.
"Hey it's going to be alright." he said. "We're gonna be there for you, right guys?"
He had to slap Tré and Mike on the head. "HUH?!" they both said.
"We're gonna help Liss right?!" Billie said, and the two nodded.
We sat in our seats and the 3 guys stared at me intently.
"Wow you guys are making me feel all the better." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, sorry." Mike said.
Tré laughed. So did Billie.
"Listen, Melissa, everything's gonna be chill right? Just CHILL." Tré said, patting me on the arm.
"Ok..." I heaved a deep breath as Lexi sat down at her table. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her watch me with jealousy raging in her eyes. It reminded me off Satan or something. I shuddered.
I didn't want to say anything that she might hear out loud, so I passed a note to Billie. It read "She looks like the devil's wife." When he read it he looked at me and nodded. He wrote something on it and passed it back. It read "Yes, but the devils WHOREY wife." I almost fell out of my chair laughing. You should of seen the smile on Billie's face when I was laughing. His classic all-hot-guy smile.
The end of class came around, and Tré gave me the thumbs up sign as I walked over to Lexi.
"Hey there." I poked Lexi's back, and she turned around, her blond hair almost killing me.
"Oh hey." She said, and I smiled at her. This pretending to be a prep stuff is really difficult.
"What's up?"
"Nothing really except my stupid boyfriend is breaking up with me." She buried her face in her hands, and started fake crying.
"What happened?" I said.
"Well he called me a whore today and stormed off and I don't know why! All I did was sleep with another guy! Damn him..."
That was the saddest thing I've ever heard a prep say.
"Awww I'm sorry. I'll be your friend." I smiled at her and she did too, in between coughs.
So the rest of the day I spent with Lexi. Oh, the torture burns inside of me. I spent lunch with her, and Pre-Algebra with her. The whole day she just complained to me all her problems with her boyfriend. Seems that she was with him just because he's popular. Who knew.
She gave me her phone number and we talked on the phone that night. I called Bill, Tré, and Mike after and told them how much of a dumbass she was. This may be fun after all.
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