Zoe, Her Father, and The Guys, chapter 7
I entered the kitchen, only to see Mike taking some egg thing out of the fryer.
"Hey Mike. What you making" I asked, taking a cup to pour some pepsi in. You have to have a spurt of caffeine in the morning.
"Egg omelets. What do you want in yours?" He asked, looking at me with caring eyes.
"No offence Mike, but, I don't eat in the morning. Sorry." I said, feeling a little guilty.
"See now what I was talking about last night? You need to eat." He said, a little guilt ridden. But he was joking, I could tell.
"Well, then Tre will be happy. More for him." I said, regaining my smile.
Mike turned the fryer off and came over and sat next to me.
"Zoe, why don't you eat?" Mike asked, concerned.
"Mike, don't worry. I do eat. I just don't eat regular meals like everyone else. I eat when I'm hungry. When I was little, I always ate but gained very little weight. It is just the way I am. I am not throwing up my food or anything. I promise." I assured.
"Okay. I just think Tre should have noticed by now." He said, putting an arm around my shoulder.
Ding Dong
"I'll get it." I said to Mike, hopping off my bar chair and heading to the front door.
I opened it, to see Andy, Aaron, Zac, Pete, and Joey, standing on the porch.
"Hey guys. Come on in." I said, opening the door wider.
They stepped inside and we sat in the living room.
"Zoe, you ready for school? Get your bike." Pete asked and said.
"Yes and don't have one." I answered.
"I got pegs. You can ride on them with me." Aaron suggested.
Okay, let me tell Mike I'm leaving." I said, leaving them for a second.
"Mike, I'm going to school. Tell Tre when he finally wakes up." I said with a nice smile.
"Okay Zo. Bye." He said.
I returned and we walked out the front door and down the steps.
I hopped onto the pegs on Aaron's bike and we started for school.
"Zoe, I thought Tre was your Dad. Who is Mike?" Zac asked.
"Tre is my Dad. Mike is bass for Green Day. He was here this morning, making breakfast. I didn't eat though. And Tre wasn't up so I told Mike." I explained.
"Oh." He said, sounding like he felt stupid.
"Hey, Aaron, you think you can give me a ride from school too? At least until I get a bike." I asked sweetly.
"Sure thing sweety." He returned.
I giggled and blushed a little. Aaron just called me sweety.
We arrived at school and as soon as we arrived, people were staring at me and Aaron.
"Aaron, why are people staring at you and me?" I whispered in his ear.
"Because you are new and you are so god damn beautiful." He whispered in return.
I just laughed at his response.
We walked into the school. Luckily, my locker was right next to Aaron's. Pete and Andy were at the first two lockers of the next set.
I closed my locker and waited on Aaron.
"You have your schedule?" He asked, closing his locker.
"Yeah, here." I said, handing it to him.
"Okay, we have the same classes besides one. Math, you have that with Andy. But other than that, all of us have the same classes. You have math with Andy and me, Joey, and Zac have chemistry." He calculated, handing me my schedule back.
"Hey Aaron. Who is your slut girlfriend?" Someone asked, stepping in front of us.
"First of all, she has a name and it is Zoe. Second, she isn't a slut, and third, you need to move before I beat the shit out of you like last week. You got that Kyle?" Aaron said, lots of threat filling his voice.
"You better watch your back. Both of you." Kyle said, pointing at us, before leaving.
I just looked up at Aaron a little bit. I was a little scared.
He looked down at me, madness in his eyes. They got softer when he looked at me for a second.
"Zoe, don't worry about anything. Just stick with me and the guys, and you'll be fine. I promise." He comforted. He put an arm around my shoulders and softly kissed the top of my head.
I was safe. At least I felt safe.
"Hey Aaron, what did Kyle want now? Another beating?" Pete asked with a beautiful smile.
"No, he wanted to know who my 'slut girlfriend' was? I schooled him. I made three points. He told us both to watch our backs. I told Zoe to stick with us and she wouldn't be hurt. I promised." He answered.
"Zoe, Aaron is right. You stick with any of us or all of us and you can't be touched. Kyle is just a big baby." Pete assured.
"Okay. Let's get to class." I said, breaking the conversation.
We sat in the back of the room.
I told the teacher who I was and she introduced me.
There were a lot of eyes bugging out at me. A lot of the guys in Hollister and American Eagle were the ones looking. Aaron, Pete, Andy, and Zac just silently laughed at the guys.
I sat back down and looked at them. They were still silently laughing.
"Where is Joey?" I asked, noticing he wasn't here.
"Probably outside. He never comes to class." Andy answered.
I just thought about that.
Well, then, before I knew it, classes had begun.
I went to science, english, and then social studies.
I was at my locker when someone came and closed it. Aaron had already gone into the lunch room and was waiting on me.
I turned to see who it was. That is when I saw who I didn't want to see. Kyle.
"Hey girl. Why you hanging with those punk kids? I could show you how to figure this whole school out." He said, trying to be sexy somehow.
"Kyle, fuck off and leave me and my friends alone." I said with a nice attitude, opening my locker once again.
"Ryan, Randy. Get over here." He said a little loudly. I put my last book in my locker and closed it. As soon as I did, I was shoved up against the lockers. The two other guys held one of my arms and I couldn't get out. Kyle then came an inch from my face and spoke.
"You want to talk to me like that, you and your little punk friends will pay. Especially your fucker boyfriend Aaron." He warned.
"First, brush your teeth, and second, Aaron is not my boyfriend and he isn't a fucker. He is my friend. Get that through your thick ass head." I said, annoyed of being called Aaron's girlfriend. I wasn't. Did that mean I didn't like him? I don't know.
Then, all of a sudden, Kyle slapped me across the face. My face stung like there were millions of needles that were just stuck into me.
I looked him back in the eyes. Rage and pleasure were present. He was enjoying me going through pain.
"Hey Mike. What you making" I asked, taking a cup to pour some pepsi in. You have to have a spurt of caffeine in the morning.
"Egg omelets. What do you want in yours?" He asked, looking at me with caring eyes.
"No offence Mike, but, I don't eat in the morning. Sorry." I said, feeling a little guilty.
"See now what I was talking about last night? You need to eat." He said, a little guilt ridden. But he was joking, I could tell.
"Well, then Tre will be happy. More for him." I said, regaining my smile.
Mike turned the fryer off and came over and sat next to me.
"Zoe, why don't you eat?" Mike asked, concerned.
"Mike, don't worry. I do eat. I just don't eat regular meals like everyone else. I eat when I'm hungry. When I was little, I always ate but gained very little weight. It is just the way I am. I am not throwing up my food or anything. I promise." I assured.
"Okay. I just think Tre should have noticed by now." He said, putting an arm around my shoulder.
Ding Dong
"I'll get it." I said to Mike, hopping off my bar chair and heading to the front door.
I opened it, to see Andy, Aaron, Zac, Pete, and Joey, standing on the porch.
"Hey guys. Come on in." I said, opening the door wider.
They stepped inside and we sat in the living room.
"Zoe, you ready for school? Get your bike." Pete asked and said.
"Yes and don't have one." I answered.
"I got pegs. You can ride on them with me." Aaron suggested.
Okay, let me tell Mike I'm leaving." I said, leaving them for a second.
"Mike, I'm going to school. Tell Tre when he finally wakes up." I said with a nice smile.
"Okay Zo. Bye." He said.
I returned and we walked out the front door and down the steps.
I hopped onto the pegs on Aaron's bike and we started for school.
"Zoe, I thought Tre was your Dad. Who is Mike?" Zac asked.
"Tre is my Dad. Mike is bass for Green Day. He was here this morning, making breakfast. I didn't eat though. And Tre wasn't up so I told Mike." I explained.
"Oh." He said, sounding like he felt stupid.
"Hey, Aaron, you think you can give me a ride from school too? At least until I get a bike." I asked sweetly.
"Sure thing sweety." He returned.
I giggled and blushed a little. Aaron just called me sweety.
We arrived at school and as soon as we arrived, people were staring at me and Aaron.
"Aaron, why are people staring at you and me?" I whispered in his ear.
"Because you are new and you are so god damn beautiful." He whispered in return.
I just laughed at his response.
We walked into the school. Luckily, my locker was right next to Aaron's. Pete and Andy were at the first two lockers of the next set.
I closed my locker and waited on Aaron.
"You have your schedule?" He asked, closing his locker.
"Yeah, here." I said, handing it to him.
"Okay, we have the same classes besides one. Math, you have that with Andy. But other than that, all of us have the same classes. You have math with Andy and me, Joey, and Zac have chemistry." He calculated, handing me my schedule back.
"Hey Aaron. Who is your slut girlfriend?" Someone asked, stepping in front of us.
"First of all, she has a name and it is Zoe. Second, she isn't a slut, and third, you need to move before I beat the shit out of you like last week. You got that Kyle?" Aaron said, lots of threat filling his voice.
"You better watch your back. Both of you." Kyle said, pointing at us, before leaving.
I just looked up at Aaron a little bit. I was a little scared.
He looked down at me, madness in his eyes. They got softer when he looked at me for a second.
"Zoe, don't worry about anything. Just stick with me and the guys, and you'll be fine. I promise." He comforted. He put an arm around my shoulders and softly kissed the top of my head.
I was safe. At least I felt safe.
"Hey Aaron, what did Kyle want now? Another beating?" Pete asked with a beautiful smile.
"No, he wanted to know who my 'slut girlfriend' was? I schooled him. I made three points. He told us both to watch our backs. I told Zoe to stick with us and she wouldn't be hurt. I promised." He answered.
"Zoe, Aaron is right. You stick with any of us or all of us and you can't be touched. Kyle is just a big baby." Pete assured.
"Okay. Let's get to class." I said, breaking the conversation.
We sat in the back of the room.
I told the teacher who I was and she introduced me.
There were a lot of eyes bugging out at me. A lot of the guys in Hollister and American Eagle were the ones looking. Aaron, Pete, Andy, and Zac just silently laughed at the guys.
I sat back down and looked at them. They were still silently laughing.
"Where is Joey?" I asked, noticing he wasn't here.
"Probably outside. He never comes to class." Andy answered.
I just thought about that.
Well, then, before I knew it, classes had begun.
I went to science, english, and then social studies.
I was at my locker when someone came and closed it. Aaron had already gone into the lunch room and was waiting on me.
I turned to see who it was. That is when I saw who I didn't want to see. Kyle.
"Hey girl. Why you hanging with those punk kids? I could show you how to figure this whole school out." He said, trying to be sexy somehow.
"Kyle, fuck off and leave me and my friends alone." I said with a nice attitude, opening my locker once again.
"Ryan, Randy. Get over here." He said a little loudly. I put my last book in my locker and closed it. As soon as I did, I was shoved up against the lockers. The two other guys held one of my arms and I couldn't get out. Kyle then came an inch from my face and spoke.
"You want to talk to me like that, you and your little punk friends will pay. Especially your fucker boyfriend Aaron." He warned.
"First, brush your teeth, and second, Aaron is not my boyfriend and he isn't a fucker. He is my friend. Get that through your thick ass head." I said, annoyed of being called Aaron's girlfriend. I wasn't. Did that mean I didn't like him? I don't know.
Then, all of a sudden, Kyle slapped me across the face. My face stung like there were millions of needles that were just stuck into me.
I looked him back in the eyes. Rage and pleasure were present. He was enjoying me going through pain.
