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A/N So as I've said, this is my take on the story, I'm a little fuzzy on the details from where Summerland picks up from but bear with me k? Can't really recall the finale much.. This is just the prologue so things are supposed to be a little bit confusing but not too much I hope, the next few chapters would be more explanatory..
Anyway. Here we go..
Chemicals React.
"Don't touch me!" The girl snapped at the sandy blonde male next to her as his hand brushed hers.
"Why don't YOU stop trying to touch me?" He said haughtily.
"I wouldn't touch you if we were the opposite poles of a magnet!" She huffed back.
The onlookers chuckled slightly and dismissed the travesties as the playful teasing they had gotten so used too over the past few days.
"Stop leaning so close!" She snapped yet again
"Oh, trust me; I have no intention of imposing onto your personal space, ma'am!" He replied with exaggerated courtesy and a hint of sarcasm.
"Then stop leaning so close!"
"I'm not leaning!"
"This IS leaning, stupid!"
"I'm stupid?!"
"That's what I said, shithead!" the female replied before he could further elaborate.
"At least I'm not going to end up marrying an effing book!"
"Oh yeah, cause marrying a pair of boobs like Erika is so much better right? At least I'll have articulate conversations with my book!"
The insults had drastically gotten more intense that the onlookers had realized that it wasn't playful jibes anymore.
As dinner continued so did the battle of the wills.
"Conceited!"
"Snob!"
"Conceited!"
"Snob!"
"Conceited!"
"Snob!"
"Conceited!"
"SNOB!"
The little run of power which started as a low hiss so that only the two of them could hear was getting progressively louder in their quest to overcome each other resulting in the onlookers becoming increasingly aware and uncomfortable of the situation.
Aaliyah and Bradin acted like bickering teens in a game of who can spit the furthest. It seemed that they were entangled in a you-trod-on-my-toe-I-stamp-on-your-feet game, both trying to overcome the other, it was hard to act mature when you are still teens in high school.
They never quite got along from the moment they met, in all likeliness it was because of their strangely contrasting yet similar personality. Both as stubborn as mules and hot-headed; very easily provoked. So when one started a fight, the other fought back.
Their arguments were mostly about well, nothing. It would start from the smallest thing and be blown way out of proportion like a snowball rolling downhill.
Witty and sarcastic by nature added with an ungovernable tongue, Aaliyah would snap at Bradin when provoked and in his rebellious nature, he would fight back, both refusing to back up or give up or let the other win.
They had much in common, their love of surfing, interest in medicine, but they were both opinionated and unrelenting, resulting in many infinite debates. Perhaps it would have been for everyone's best interest if they never had crossed paths, but as Fate would have it, circumstances tossed them into each other's lives.
"So Allie! First day tomorrow, excited much?" Ava said loudly, in attempt to stop them from wringing each other's neck which they would be attempting to any second.
"It's high school, it's the same everywhere right?" she replied, still staring daggers at Bradin who in turn returned the glare whilst stabbing her potatoes which much force.
"But it's a public high school," Nikki added, "It's bound to be different,"
"Its senior year, you beat up freshmen, skip out after lunch-"
"Aaliyah!" Ava exclaimed shell shocked. Nikki and Derrick were not however, they were grinning and giggling. Bradin, Susannah and Johnny were biting back smiles as well.
"Joke. You know, those things people do sometimes and then other people laugh. God, you need to relax Ava,"
"I have a houseful kids that I have to raise not to do those things you've just mentioned, and you want me to relax?" Ava said with one of her trademark frowns.
Aaliyah had half a mind to say she needed to get laid more often but held her tongue.
Ava and Johnny, where to start? Things were well, for a while, but now, they were.. 'taking things slow' were Ava's exact words. What they were really doing was dancing around each other. Again!
Who knows exactly what happened, one day things were fine, and then the next day they take a step back and were just friends. Ava sure as hell wasn't talking and Johnny was always the strong and silent type. So they were.. Friends. Who lived together. And shared the responsibilities of raising and caring for 4 kids.
It was nauseating the way they Always end up in situations like that and they desperately needed to be given a wake up call but it was not one of those things you said over dinner, especially when it concerned Johnny and with almost a but load of kids around the table so instead,
"Oh, come on. They know to beat other kids, skip out on school and.. stuff.."
Before Ava could say anything though, Susannah quipped "Either that or you've been doing a really lousy job,"
And everyone laughed at that.
Things were definitely gonna be different with this new addition to their lives.