Full Circle Social Life
Chapter One: A New Friend
A/N: Melinda finally gains a social life. Melonie and a bunch of OC's. Enjoy!
Sophmore year. At first I fear walking up the front steps of Merryweather High, but my determination to put the horrific events of Freshman year behind me urges me to walk through the hallways once again. I brace the cold stares of those who friended Andy Evans before my revalation about the sexual assault and I pray that their ill feelings won't smite me before I reach the sancuary of the closet that I'd left behind.
Just as I reach for the knob, I feel a hand on my shoulder, the sensation sends an immediate chill reflex up my spine. I spin around and kick the person who touched me. I discover that my assumption was correct, it was a guy.
Guy: Whoa there. I'm not gonna hurt you. You're Melinda Sordino right?
Me (raise an eyebrow): Yeah, who wants to know?
I'm surprised at my defensive nature. I apologize immediately.
Me: I'm sorry. I assume you heard about what happened to me. I guess I still have a tough time trusting people.
Guy: Yeah I heard. I was at that party actually. When I saw that you had left and how pissed Andy was, along with him saying that "she fucking wanted it", I jumped all over him and put him in the Emergency Room.
Me: Why would you do that, you don't even know me?
Guy: Well Melinda, honestly I am the kind of person who doesn't like to see anyone hurt. I've heard about you from Freeman and, despite the fact that he disclosed your social status, if you're willing to trust me, I can help your social life come full circle. What do you say?
I can't believe I'm hearing this. I search the depths of the guy's eyes for signs of deception but I find nothing.
Me: I'm afraid I can't accept your ofer until I know who you are.
Guy: My apologies. Hello. I'm Corey Vathane.
Me: Corey Vathane, are you head of a Fantasy Role-Playing group here? (I slightly chuckle, not to be rude. But his name doesn't match his muscular body)
Corey: I'm afraid not, though I am unfortunate to have been born to role-playing parents. I'm planning on changing my name.
We both laugh heartily. I'm not giving in completely yet. My guard is still up, but it is slowly desintegrating. We'll see about this friendship thing. If this guy tries anything remotely sexual with me, I'll do myself a favor and steer straight for an insane asylum.