Author's Note: Obviously, I don't own the characters. When I first thought this up, it was a one shot and it still may be despite the fact that it says "Part 1." I do have ideas for a follow-up chapter, but I'm not too sure I want to write it up. I guess, I'll just see.
As always, enjoy.
Part 1: I Kissed A Girl. . .
I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't experienced it for myself, but Katy Perry is. . .
A goddess.
And love is her power.
I have experienced this power first hand and I can tell you with absolute confidence that it is real.
Very real.
And at lunch, I could see that my friends needed Her healing.
(Because, let's face it, Katy Perry can help you fall in love, but she can also help you heal.)
Everyone seemed to be on edge, but it was because everyone had a secret. That is, of course, except for Lil (and Dil).
Lil was the only one who was at ease (Dil, too). She looked almost completely at peace (and, Dil. . .well, he's Dil. The lovable, oddball was minding his own oddball-ness).
I looked around the table.
We were all together.
Dil (the only freshman at the table), Lil, Tommy, Kimi, and I (in our sophomore year), Chuckie (the only junior), and Angelica and Susie (seniors).
I took a deep breath and the verbal diarrhea was just too much to contain. "Those announcements, huh?" I blurted. The words spilled out of my mouth and tripped over one another. Everyone looked stricken. As though the sound of my voice had come from nowhere.
"Am I right?" I encouraged. Could they see the sweat on my brow?
No one took the bait.
Until. . .
"Huh?" Lil said. She stared at me, eyes furrowed. "What are you saying?"
"They were wacky today!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air without meaning to.
Nervous energy. What are you gonna do?
The group seemed to wince.
Lil rolled her eyes and went right back to eating her lunch.
After a moment, she asked, "Why is everyone so quiet?"
Because of you! I wanted to shout.
I stared at her, hoping our twinlepathy would work, but I must have been making a funny face because she made disgusted face and then looked at everyone one at a time.
Nope.
Twinlepathy fail.
Hashtag losing.
I sighed and looked around the table myself.
Every pair of eyes shied away from Lil's gaze. Except for Dil, whose concentration was on his chocolate milk-orange juice concoction. (Ah, what it would be to go back to days like those).
I shook my head.
I wasn't any better than the rest of them. I was keeping secrets of my own from Lil. But as secrets go, it was not meant to be out in the open. And this was one secret that could make or break me (probably break me) and I was not willing to take a risk. And harboring this secret did not make me feel any less disappointed with everyone else.
Hypocritical.
I know.
But Tommy and Kimi were the worst offenders!
Just wait until you hear about this!
Ok, so for years Tommy, Lil, and Kimi have been part of a love triangle that seemed to eat away at everything around them. If anything else came up. . .gone. There was nothing left because it was like nothing else mattered.
We were all getting sick of it.
For a bit, I liked Kimi. But then it became very clear where her heart was and I shut it down before it got too serious.
Who says you can't control your emotions?!
(Sometimes I'm reminded of how painful it actually was. . .I'm a fragile guy.)
Unfortunately, for Lil, Tommy made his decision and it wasn't her.
Now, Tommy and Kimi have been hiding their relationship for about a month and a half (as far as I know). Which is actually pretty mind blowing if you think about it. (And a little dismaying.) They managed to hide it from everyone for so long.
They were such good liars.
Though, it stands to reason that if I know, than it is only a matter of time before everyone else found out.
That is, if they haven't found out already.
Though, I guess, to be fair, the only reason I do know is because I caught them kissing at Kimi's locker when they thought they were alone.
I was on my way to the bathroom when I happened upon them. I ducked into the girl's restroom before they even saw me. I hadn't even relized I was hiding out in the girl's bathroom until the inital shock wore off.
When I saw them again after that, they acted like normal. That's when I began to watch them. They looked at each other like a couple of googly-eyed idiots when they thought no one was looking.
I know they think they're keeping things quiet to keep from hurting Lil, but I can't help but think that they're just being selfish. The longer they keep quiet, the longer they can indulge in one another. The longer they can hang on to a world that is just their own. The longer they can enjoy the uninterrupted happiness without feeling (overly) guilty. Because once the truth comes out, the drama begins and they're happy lives are ruled by the emotions of the people around them.
The thing is, they're not the only ones who are keeping secrets. Chuckie and Susie are another pair. They, too, have a secret romance to keep Lil from feeling upset or left out.
I'm rolling my eyes.
Just an f.y.i.
After school one day, I went to Chuckie's. As usual, I walked in without knocking. I called out to his parents to let them know it was me. (They were always happy to see me. Any of us, really.) I greeted them before going up to Chuckie's room. (Although, thinking about it now, Mrs. Finster did make a comment that alluded to multiple people in Chuckie's room. Though, I just thought she was referring to him and me hanging out. I did not stop to think that there might be someone up there already. There is also the fact that Kimi, being his sister, would be up there, too. Though, I knew for a fact she was not home that day.)
When I made it to his room, I swung the door open and there they were. Chuckie and Susie. They pulled apart so quickly that even if I hadn't, for a split second, seen them lip-locked, I would have been suspicious of them.
I froze in his doorway, taking in the sight of them: rumpled clothes, slightly messy hair, rosy cheeks. There was no denying what had gone on there only moments ago.
They had only begun dating about three or so weeks before that. That was about a month ago now.
They both sat me down and made me promise I wouldn't say anything to anyone. Especially, to Lil. Because, apparently, they knew about Tommy and Kimi, too. They knew from observations, they said. And I was not about to tell them I knew this myself. They said they didn't want to make Lil feel uncomfortable in anyway because they were sure Lil was (at the very least) aware of what was going on between Tommy and Kimi. They were convinced of this, actually. And they were positive that if she was aware of the two of them, then when she found out about Chuckie and Susie, she would feel as though she were being kept out of the loop (which she already was, so there was no point to that), and that she would feel like an extra wheel.
They were just as selfish as Tommy and Kimi and I did not like that at all.
And despite the fact that I, too, have my own secrets, (like I said before) it did not make me feel any less angry at them all for keeping something so huge from my sister.
And I said this before, but I am a hypocrite. I know that. But I'm still angry with them!
The difference between me and all of them is that I am not keeping secrets from Lil (and everyone else) because I'm afraid of hurting her (and the rest of them).
No.
I am keeping this secret because it is one of those secrets that really should not be told.
My secret, is a real secret.
It's the kind of secret that could change a person in the eyes of the people around them. The kind of secret that you know is wrong, but you can't keep from continuing.
And, well. . .I think I might be in love. That's what makes this so much worse.
And it all began with a song.
And a kiss.
In the famous words of Miss Katy Perry, goddess of love and healing. . .
I kissed a girl. . .
And I liked it. . .
And that girl is. . .
Angelica Pickles.
