November 15, 2006

Kacey Johnson walked into the Durango high School commons like a woman on a mission. Spotting her target she took off at a run.

"Aieeeeeee!!!!" came her battle cry.

Anaheim Schreiber heard the noise behind her and tried to move but she was too late. She was lying on the cold tile floor face down as her best friend Kacey was helping her up.

As she was getting up Anaheim began to laugh.

"Hi Kacey, nice to see you too. Ah I see you went to the Fall Out Boy concert on Saturday, judging by the smile on your face and the new shirt your wearing."

"Psh , heck yes. I was drooling over Patrick almost the whole time. It was great," came Kacey's reply.

"Really? Did you get to flirt with Pete," Anaheim asked already knowing the answer.

"Of course. I met him and Patrick and got a hug from both. It was probably the most exciting thing I've ever done."

Anaheim laughed and rolled her eyes. Kacey was so predictable and had a slight obsession with Fall Out Boy's lead singer.

"Did they perform my song," Anaheim asked hopefully?

"Dance, Dance? Yup. And of course I dancedanced to it," Kacey said before cringing, "Uh that was so corny. I can't believe I just said that."

"I can," replied Anaheim.

The banter between the two friends continued for several more minutes until Blaine Kincaid, Anaheim's boyfriend, walked over.

"Hey babe, " Blaine said giving Anaheim a kiss on the cheek. "Kace," he said nodding at said girl who wasn't hiding the glare she was giving him.

Shortly after that Blaine walked away and left the friends by themselves again.

"Honestly Kacey, I don't see why you feel like you have to glare and scowl at Blaine everytime he comes near you. What exactly has he ever done to you might I ask?"

"Everything. He's obnoxious, rude, number one jock, he makes me nervous, and he treats you like your one of his trophies. And I don't like it."

Anaheim sighed and shook her head.

"Kacey. People make you nervous if your sitting down and their standing right next to you."

"You darn right they do. Anna, we live in Las Vegas. Do you know how long it would take for someone to pull out weapon and attack while your sitting down?

"And standing up it would take less time?"

" It would give you time to react and it would make me feel better."

Anaheim just looked at Kacey. Sometime her best friend's logic wasn't completely, logical.

"Anyway. Kacey, just because he's obnoxious and rude doesn't mean you have to glare at him. That makes you the rude one. Plus he does not treat me like one of his trophies."

She said with an air of confidence but she her self wasn't so sure.

"Whatever," Kacey replied. "Uh oh."

"What," Anaheim said looking around to see what Kacey was 'uh-ohing' about.

"Margaret Van Halen, 9 o' clock."

"Oh. Well just turn around and don't look at her. I don't want to get into a fight," Anaheim said.

"You do know Margaret still blames you for why she and Blaine broke up right? And that if given the chance she'd beat your brains out, "Kacey said conversationally.

"Shut up. There's the bell," Anaheim replied pulling Kacey with her trying to get out of Margaret's line of vision.