Chapter 1
"Ooowwww!" o fuck not again. At least twice I injurer myself whilst reading the paper. You see I wouldn't be so annoyed about it if it happened once and awhile. But no. every poxy time. Not only that, I have bits of wood imbedded in my back side from sitting on this rough piece of log they call a bench. I suppose its my own fault, wearing this skirt which may I add didn't seem so short when I threw it on this morning. But it looked so nice out that I decided to take the risk and let the world see my derriere. I also blame the weather. For it being so disgusting pleasant … don't get me wrong normally I would love to sit and soak up the rays but today I felt as if I should appreciate nature and go for a stroll in the park. So whilst I happily gazed at the trees and the squirrels mating on them I decided that I wanted to read todays current affairs in peace, which brings me to the paper cut. God it still hurts. Owwwwwwwwwwwwww!! How can something so little hurt so much? Surely the bigger the cut the greater the pain? Science never ceases to amaze me.
So abandoning the bench and the death trap that is the paper I walk slowly towards the ice cream van. I suddenly feel an over whelming admiration for ice cream. Funny how we turn to it in out dire times or need. Ok so this wasn't one of them, but I still feel as if I have gone through a traumatic experience with the paper and all. Gliding up to the outer menu I scan the options and settle upon a vanilla fudge. Taking a mental note of the price I almost gasp in shock but resist as I realise a queue has formed behind me. Hearing the tuts and 'for fucks sake's' I decide I have no time to ague the theft of the price so I reluctantly tell the man with the funny hat that barely covers his bald head that I want the vanilla fudge. He smirks as if he knows this is daylight robbery and slaps his open palm in front of me and grunts "£3.75" £3.75?! THREE POUND FUCKING SEVENTY FIVE PENCE! I bite my lip and with a tear in my eye I produce the money from my pocket and slap it in to his palm before I could think otherwise, he pockets the money and a minute later I'm walking away with what resembles quite frankly a piece of shite.
I circled the park pond a couple of times before I realised people thought I was some kind of nut job and then decide that suppose I should go hope and get started on that assignment for English lit. Always leave it to the last minute and always convince myself I work well under pressure when in fact I don't. I suck at it. end up finding a excuse of why I couldn't do it at this or that time. Finally tretch home and the suns gone in so I don't feel half as bad. Plonk my self down in front of my lap top and rumage through my desk draw to find the assignment help sheet. No luck. I suddenly remember I left it at laceys the week before. O well cant get started with out the help sheet can i? ha! Strolling over to my bag I search for my mobile. I find it and scroll down to the o to familiar number. It rings …
"hello you" comes the male voice on the other end.
"hey Troy…. I'm bored."
"o surprise surprise, Gabbie's bored. That's your life story woman!"
I laugh as I can imagine his expression
"shoosh you! You fancy coming over for a bit?" I ask impatiently
" urmm well I was in the middle of studying, which may I add you should be doing too!" he says with a chuckle
" meh! Work smirk... you coming over or not?"
" ok ok. I'll be over in a bit" he sighs.
" ha great! See ya soon hun" I flip down my phone and walk over to the tv. I switch it on and collapse on the bed. Why is there nothing ever on? I mean apart form a rerun of rikki lake and some bird show. He shouldn't be too long though. It's only a ten minute drive from his.
Theres a knock at the door and I jump up and run to get it. nearly falling and breaking my neck on the way. Knew I should of picked up that shoddy towel! I open the door and Troy comes striding in. he pecks me on the cheek and walks over to my newly made bed and plonks him self on it. why does he have to do that? Grrrr his a man that's why! Damn him… dnt lose your temper Gabriella he didn't have to come over.
I soon forget about my messy bed as we start chatting. I love talking to him, even though he can be a bit of an idiot at times. He makes me laugh at the stupidest things, that's why I love having him around. Ever since I met him 1st year of uni I new we would be mates and that's exactly what we are really good mates… all though people used to think we were a couple… we still get the occasional comment. But ive drummed it in too so many people's heads that we are nothing more that I think ive scared them off those remarks. I mean how silly? Me and Troy. Ha it makes me chuckle just thinking about it. don't get me wrong im not saying that his not attractive because he is. He has the most amazing brown eyes that you could stare into for hours and this little cheeky smile that makes you feel really warm and as if his smiling just for you. But I mean his attractive if you like that sort of thing. And I don't. Nope, not me. Not in the slightest.
"Gab?" I realise id been in a world of my own.
"yeah sorry I just went off in a dream world" I apologise
" ha its ok don't worry, didn't no I was that boring!"
"ooo no your not im sorry, go on what was you saying?"
" just bout lisa" he mentions quickly
" Lisa who?" I say quickly trying to hurry his answer
" lisa ….. Laceys mate… well she kind of asked me out… like for a drink." He answered my question slowly. He must of noticed my expression change.
" Gabbie, you alright?" he says looking concerned
" no no I mean yes yes im absolutely fantastic" I say a bit to fast with a full tooth grin plastered on my face. " so whens the big date then?, ooo how exciting!" I screech a little to loud as Troy flinches.
" are you sure your ok?"
" peachy!" Peachy? Fucking peachy? Im such a retard! O no his looking at me like im bonkers. Why am I acting like this… surely I cant be jealous?
" urmm ok…… if your sure… and I didn't actually say I would yet."
YESSS thank god.. his why to good for her… she a bit on the sluty side I must admit.
" O really.. well you just do what you want to" I say calmly. In other words don't you dare!!!
"hmmm.. I dunno… I might coz I aint been on a date in bloody ages and I think I need to get some practice in soon otherwise people will think im starting to turn gay!" he chuckled.
"ha ha yea I suppose" I say disheartened. Troy notices and frowns at me
" Gabs what's wrong? You're acting all weird, is there a problem with lisa?"
"what? No I'm not! It's just I think you could do better than her that's all" I say looking sheepishly at the ground.
"O, well I suppose she has a bit of a rep but that didn't really bother me I think she seems a nice enough girl."
"Look Troy do what the hell you like" I say as I get up and walk briskly into the kitchen. Leaving Troy sitting on the bed looking shocked.
Why was I acting like such an idiot? Stupid stupid girl! His gunna think I'm a right prat now! God Gabriella pull yourself together. I can hear him coming towards the kitchen so I quickly grab a plate and stand over the sink so it looks like im washing up.
"The plate looks clean to me" Troy says leaning beside me at the sink.
"Look, I'm sorry I went off on one just now I don't know what came over me, I think it's the time of the month you know how us women get." I laugh trying to make light of the situation. He smiles then looks concerned again.
"Gabs I don't know what that was about in there and to be honest I don't care as long as you're ok" he leans in and pulls me in to a hug. I don't resist and just snug in to his warm chest and smell his after shave wanting to stay here for a while. I look up to see him smiling at me. I smile back then quickly let go of him realising that I was getting a little bit too comfortable.
"O is that the time?" I say quickly pretending to look at the clock. "I forgot I arranged to met Nancy at the library" I lied
"hmmm…ok" he says looking unconvinced " I'll leave you to it then" Troy walks to the door and I follow him into the hall way where he suddenly turns round to face me before opening the door " Gabs I don't know what's up but dont let it make you weird around me, I love hanging out with you and if you want to tell me something then im never to busy to listen" he winks at me then closes the door after himself before I get a chance to reply.