Hey guys! So this is my first fan fic. I've wanted to do one for agesssss but never really found the time. This idea just came to me, let me know if you think it's decent. I'll try to cotinue writing it anyway though.:) xx
"Ellebelles! Please!" My best friend Chad was sat in front of me in homeroom trying to convince me that a road trip with him would be the best thing ever. I think not. Don't get me wrong I love Chad to pieces, but there is no way I can be with him for every moment of everyday for an entire month. That much Chad cannot be healthy for anyone. Not that there's anything wrong with Chad either, but a lot of the time, okay all of the time, he's annoying as hell. It's just in his nature. He's one of those happy go lucky kind of guys. You know the one's I mean? Constantly chirpy, even at eight in the morning, another reason why I don't want to spend every minute with him. I am not a morning person.
Chad looked at me his brown eyes pleading, lips pouting , begging me to go. Just looking at the muscular body of the guy who was basically my brother made me feel bad. He was pulling the whole hands clasped together thing and it was making me feel seriously guilty. Before I could change my mind I said "Fine!". His pout turned to a huge grin and I couldn't help but smile back at him. I really do see him as a brother, and having to look at him like that any longer was going to make me feel wicked.
I've known Chad since forever. He lives around the block from me and our mum's used to work together and therefore were really good friends and often made us play together when we were little. I've grown up with Chad, him and my other best friend Taylor, are my closest confidantes. I tell them everything, and I do everything with them. But even though they're both friends with me, neither is friends with the other. When I met Taylor in middle school I tried to introduce them to the other. All that ended up doing was submitting me to several hours of torturous whinging, moaning and whining about how Chad's hair was like a toilet brush and how Taylor thought she was too good for anyone.
Neither of those two things are true by the way. But Chad's hair does get remarkably close to looking like that sometimes, I have to admit.
But just because I had said yes to Chad doesn't mean I don't have any conditions.
"But," I told him, "There's no way it's just going to be me and you. Nope. Nada. Blip.""Hufffff" Chad sighed, "No need to fill my head with compliments."
"Taylor's coming with us," I stated.
"What!" He exclaimed. "If you think I'm doing that, then you're… you're…"
"I'm what?" I asked.
"You're mad!"
"You take that back!"
"Not unless Taylor doesn't come!"
"Fine," Chad said in a tone that implied his was up to something. "If Taylor's coming then so is Troy."
"If you expect me to be within 5 metres of him everyday for 3 weeks, then you must be the one who's mad." I said to him. This was not going to happen. I would not spend 3 weeks with Troy, even if Chad and Taylor were going to be there too. There's no real reason for my dislike to him, I mean he's never done anything to me. But he has done things to other girls. Don't take me the wring way, he doesn't abuse girls. I just agree with the way that he sleeps with them and then discards them like they're trash. It just doesn't seem right to me. He seems oblivious to the fact that those girls actually have feelings. And don't get me started on the fact that he's never with one for more than a week,. The guy must be a walking STD.
"I still don't see what your problem is with him, Gabs," Chad asked. "I mean, he's never actually said something to you to insult you. Or anything else of the sort."
"Chad. I'm telling you I will not go if Troy is going."
"And I'm telling you if Taylor is then Troy is."
Our homeroom teacher Miss Darbus entered the room, quickly ending our conversation and leaving me wondering about what I was going to do about this road trip.