I don't own the movie or the characters...just the OCs dawg.
"Who's that?" I asked Tyler, nudging him as I kept my eyes glued to her ass. Damn, she was hot. I was definitely going to hit that soon.
"How am I supposed to know, Reid? Can't you break hearts without my help?" Tyler pleaded, earning him a glare from me. He was such a softy. Why the fuck would I ask him if it wasn't a benefit to my little game?
"Aww, getting soft on me, Baby Boy?" I sneered at him. He shook his head and informed me she was a junior named Casey. Perfect, I thought smirking and looking over at her again. "I'm gonna go talk to her," I mumbled, lifting my lunch tray and dumping the left over contents into a nearby trash can. This would be easy. Too easy. I could tell her type just from looking at her. Her skirt was hemmed to be shorter, but she wore hardly any make up and showed only a little more cleavage than the uniform allowed. This means she was most likely a virgin, but if she found the right guy, she would give it up. My favorite kind. "Hey, Casey," I said, staring into her eyes and resting my hands on the table.
"Hi, Reid," she managed to say, sounding a bit breathless. "How did you know my name?" She asked, furrowing her brow.
It took me a moment to respond, as I was imagining her naked, but I quickly recovered and replied, "I try and keep track of all the pretty girls at this school." Focus, Reid! You'll probably have to recover from that one.
"Oh, so I'm just another one of the 'pretty' girls at this school?" She snapped back. Ooh, attitude, me likey.
"What? No, Casey, that's not what I meant." I played innocent, giving her the puppy eyes that are Baby Boy's trademark. I stopped smirking as well, acting flustered. I ran a hand through my hair. "I've just been wanting to talk to you ever since I saw you, and I'm a little nervous," I paused, taking her hand, "Forgive me?" I should have been an actor.
She looked into my eyes, blushing slightly, and smiled. "Of course, Reid." Like clockwork. Now all I'd have to do is take her somewhere nice, speak all mushy like I just did, and she'd be in the bag. Well, more like bed. I was getting too damn good at this. Much better than Mr. Perfect, I thought triumphantly. Let's see Caleb do that. Nah, he's too nice. Plus, he thinks he's found 'the one'. What a girl.
"So can I pick you up at, say, 8-ish?" I asked, still looking all innocent and such. She smiled and nodded and I kissed the hand I was holding and excused myself.
The only problem with these types was they cried. A lot. It made it really hard to kick them out of the room. Hell, it was hard to even convince them that they meant nothing to you because they were so naive. It was part of their charm, but also one hell of a nuisance. Carey was no different. She kept telling me that she loved me and that we were meant to be. Bull shit. I was only saving her from herself. Love was a sham, created by men to get women to sleep with them. How could I let her go through life believing anything but the truth. Sure, she'd be mad now, but she'd thank me later. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out, honey," I shouted sarcastically from the bed, while she angrily grabbed her shit and slammed the door behind her. Good riddance, she was ugly as fuck when she cried.
I woke up the next day, smile on my face. Damn, I was good. Life was good. No, life was fan-fucking-tastic. I was in a good mood all day, and even managed to make out with a really slutty girl instead of going to third hour. I saw Carey again, she had red puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks. Crying really was not flattering for her. I sat at the our usual lunch table next to Ty, still smirking. I was a god. Tyler shook his head at me, looking like I was an ass. Maybe I was, whatever. I sure as he'll didn't give a fuck.
"Casey looks like hell, your such a dick Reid," Tyler finally said. I just shrugged and ate my food. Wait, Casey? I'd been calling her Carey most of the night. Oops. How desperate was she? I didn't even know her name and she thought we were in love. I chuckled to myself, and then began scanning the cafeteria for my next 'victim'. Ha, I liked the sound of that. Hmm.. What did I want this time? Maybe some one easy. It was a waste of my time to do all that talking junk. I was scanning the room, looking for an easy lay, when I stopped on a girl across the room. She was definitely not what I was looking for, but for some reason I can't explain, I couldn't look away from her. She was pale, with full pink lips, and dark brown hair. And those eyes! They were so blue it was almost shocking. I looked away quickly but couldn't help glancing over at her periodically. She was laughing now at something her friend said. I bet she had a nice laugh. I wondered if her eyes sparkled when she was amused and- oh god! What am I saying? Reid Garwin doesn't day dream. I just had to forget about her. It would be simple. A fucking breeze.
Or so I thought. The damn bitch kept showing up everywhere. She and I apparently a shared a shit load of classes, not to mention her table was right in my line of sight. I couldn't even focus anymore, and I hadn't slept with a girl all week. Fuck this bitch and her mystifying eyes. Why couldn't I forget her? She wasn't even all that hot. You know what I need? A good hook up. That'll get my mind off of that..freak. That's what she was- a freak. That's why I keep looking at her, because she was such a weirdo. That had to be it! Before I could talk myself out of my resolution, I picked a hot blonde near her table and made plans. Ha, take that. I snuck a look over to see if she had noticed, but she wasn't even looking my way.
I raised my voice in an attempt to get her to look over. "Yeah, so I'll pick you up at 8 right?" The girl I was asking out, Jenny or Janine or some crap like that looked at me oddly, but agreed. Like she'd turn this down. I was Reid Garwin! A Son of Ipswich for crying out loud, why the hell would she turn me down. I snuck another glance at the freak and she was now looking over, raising her eyebrows. Then she whispered something to her friend, who laughed and looked over at me. Was she mocking me? I can't believe that little bitch mocked me! Oh she would pay for that, I thought walking away suddenly.
"Uh, see you later Reid!" my date called after me.
"Yeah, whatever," I raised a hand to silence her and stomped over to my table bitterly. Tiffany could wait, I was in the middle of plotting revenge. I shoveled my food into my mouth indiscriminately, not even noticing what I was eating. Pogue raised his eyebrows and Caleb gave me a worried look. I shot them a look that told them to fuck off and ate my food in silence. I had to get back at her. No one makes fun of Reid Garwin and gets away with it.
-Tyler's POV-
God, Reid was such an ass. He kept using me to give him names of girls so he could pick them up. I was tired of seeing girl after girl crying over him. Sometimes I ask myself why I even stick around him. But then I always scold myself mentally for doing so. Reid may use girls on a daily basis, but he was my best friend. We were family. And deep down I knew there was a good guy in there somewhere. Reid just didn't believe in love, and could you blame him really? His parents divorced before we even got our powers. They used to fight every night, but when they were in public they would act all in love and such. It killed Reid when his mother finally left, leaving him under the care of his father. He picked up all of his philosophies from he and his father's little 'talks' about love. I knew there was a genuinely nice guy in him somewhere, and I'd even seen it in action a few times.
Reid shot up from the table abruptly, leaving no explanation behind. Caleb, Pogue, and I exchanged worried glances and watched him stalk over to a table. "Reid's seemed really off all week," Caleb stated, bringing my attention from Reid back to our table. I nodded in agreement and looked back at Reid perplexed. What was his deal?
"I think he likes some one," Kate broke the silence looking up at Pogue fondly. As if he had just complimented her or something. I wished I had that. And I almost did.
"Reid likes all girls," I paused, then added, " Just not enough to care how they feel." Yeah, I know, how great of a friend was I? But Reid kinda deserved it. I had been telling him about Casey all year, and he had hooked up with her and broke her heart. So forgive me if seeing the girl I had feelings for being crushed didn't make me feel like doing cartwheels. I'd never been angry at Reid before, and even now that I was I knew I wouldn't act on it.
"You know, now that you mention it, I agree, Kate. I mean he hasn't hooked up since last week, and he's been in his own head. Look, he keeps looking over at that table while he's talking to Alexis." Sarah said, making them all watch Reid attentively.
"He is glancing at that table an awful lot. Your a genius, Kate," Pogue looked down at Kate lovingly and kissed her softly. Caleb pretty much did the same, making it super awkward for me. Casey and I could've had that. Reid stomped back, looking like a little kid throwing a tantrum. He was definitely angrier than when he had left our table, but I was appreciative of his rescuing me from the romantic moment and my bitter musings. He seemed furious, and when we gave him worried glances he ignored us. Poor, Reid. Hopefully he'd treat this one right.
