Gorgeous (Mike's story), chapter 5

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After about a week of my odd phase, Tre and Billie still couldn't understand why I was acting so strange. So they decided to ask Billie's mom.
"Hey, mom!" Billie called to Ollie.
"Yeah, BJ?" she was washing dishes in the kitchen.
"Do you know why Mike is acting all... Weird?" Ollie just finished her washing, dried her hands and turned to Billie and Tre.
"He's not acting weird, sweetie," she finally said, " He's just growing up."
"Growing up?" Billie and Tre asked at the same time.
"Yep. He's just going through a phase as every teenager does." She explained.
"Do you maybe think it's from the other day?" Tre whispered to Billie.
"What other day?" Ollie asked.
"Uh, oh... Nothing." Billie lied. His mom just looked at him.
"OK," she said suspiciously, "I could help you if you tell me... " she offered.
Tre nodded to Billie.

Billie, and Tre told Ollie the whole story of what happened the other day involving Annie. From the first day, to lunch, to hiding out in the bathroom. She seemed to understand, except she couldn't get one thing.
"So, basically what you're telling me is that, all of this was over a girl?" she asked. Billie and Tre nodded.
"Basically," Billie explained, "After that, all the other things came and well... " he trailed off, feeling guilty again.
"Well, I'm sure he was just in his phase, and all touchy about it and happened to be over reacting," she told them, "Just give him some time."
Billie and Tre thought about it and decide that she was right. What else could it be anyway?

At school the next day, I was in my 5th class. History. Hmm, it's all right, kinda boring sometimes. Anyway, I was spacing out as usual, when our teacher called attention.

"All right class!" he said, " Today we will be doing an assignment with partners on the cold war." Hmm, at least it's a bit interesting, I thought.
"You may pair up with your partners now."
I observed the classroom. Hmmm, now let's see. Preps, no, geeks, no, skaters, no... Unfortunately, neither Billie nor Tre where in my history class. I sighed. Just as I was about to give up, I felt a light tap on shoulder.
I turned to see Annie's beautiful face looking down at me. But because of my 'phase' I had even forgotten I liked her and didn't gape as I usually would.
"Hey, want to be my partner?" she asked determined.
"Yeah, why not? I can't find anyone anyway." I shrugged. She laughed a bit.
"Same here."
She grabbed the desk behind me and pulled it up and sat next to me. She saw me staring into space again. She looked at me curiously.
"You ok?" she asked waving a hand in front of my face.
"What? Oh, yeah... I'm just tired... " I said quietly. What I didn't know was that she knew about everything that had happened. Annie felt a little guilty and decided to come clean. She wanted to help me.
"You're Billie's friend right?" she asked quietly.
"Yeah how'd you... " I suddenly paused remembering what that fucking bastard did to me. I gave a gagging face. She smiled shyly.
"It's OK, I know what Billie did... " she said in small voice.
"That mother fucker told you what happened?" I yelled.
"Ahem, Mr. Pritchard," warned my teacher, "could you keep you voice down and if you can't, then just keep the language to yourself, please."
"Sorry." I said in an exasperated voice.
"He didn't do it to dis you," She explained, "I knew something was wrong and Billie wanted some help on the situation, so he had to tell me what happened."
"Oh," I said, realizing she was a very understanding person, "I guess he isn't a mother fucker after all." I said quietly. She laughed a bit and then she leaned over and hugged me. What the... Awwwwwww, I thought, she is understanding, knows how to hit the spot too...

I really don't know how long she hugged me but it felt like forever. I even got all warm and fuzzy inside, seems like my love for her came back. When she let go, I felt love struck. I had grim smile on my face.
"Mikey." She said, waking me from my trace. I just stared at her.
"Wow... " I said, it was the only thing that escaped my lips. She just smiled at me. Why does she smile at everything at everything I say? I thought, that look with those eyes, It's a guy killer, but it's starting to freak me out...
At the end of class, I decided to do something I'd never thought I'd do.
"Annie!" I ran up to her as she was walking out the door. She turned around with surprise.
"How do you know my nickname?" she asked looking at me.
"Oh, uh... I've just heard it around, you know... " I lied, avoiding her eyes.
"Oh."

I looked down at my feet. Come on, just say it, I mean it's not a date, I'm just inviting her... Oh god, what if she says no? What if she finds out I like her... Still? I... No! Think positive thoughts! Ok, ok...
I looked back up and forced myself to at her straight in the eye.
"Umm, my friends and I are... Are going to go out this weekend to the beach and... And I was wondering if you... You'd like to come..." I stammered.
"Sure, I'd love to come!" she replied. We started walking down the hall to our sixth class.
"So," she asked, "Who are your friends?"
"Uh, Billie, Tre, and Zil." I said.
"I know Billie, who's the other two?"
"Tre, Tre Cool... You heard of him? Drummer of sweet children, immature, perverted, uh... Sexy green hair?" I offered. She laughed.
"Frank? Frank Wright?"
"Yeah."
"I know him all to well," she started, "I'm his math tutor."
"He sucks that bad?" I asked amazed.
"Yup," she nodded her head, "And who's Zil?"
"Uh, Zilpha Kneatly." She shook her head.
"I don't think I know her."
"She your height, with messed up multi-blonde hair, lots of eyeliner, pale, thinks she's a witch... "
"She thinks she's a witch?"
"She is actually... She has a special interest in witchcraft, once you get to know her, you'll understand." I explained.
"Oh," she simply said, "Well, here's my class, uh, when is it?" she turned to me.
"Oh, just ask Billie, he's the one who arranged it," I said as I held the door open for her, "Oh, can you say hi for me?"
"Sure." And with that she walked in to the room. As I walked away, I couldn't keep a smile from spreading on my face.
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