"Well it just makes sense if you ask me. Frankly, I'm surprised they lasted as long as they did. Guess Nathaniel finally woke up and realized they were a poor fit."
I close my locker harder than needed, interrupting Melody's conversation with one of her friends, "And yet I still don't see the Prez knocking your door down asking for a date, Melody. Why is that?"
Melody's face colors, first in embarrassment and then in anger, "I was having a private discussion, Castiel."
"Yeah? Well then maybe you shouldn't have it in the middle of a crowded hallway. " I leave before Nathaniel's number one stalker has a chance to retort.
Before I fully realize what I'm doing, I make my way to the stairwell leading to the roof. I'm on a mission to find one possibly depressed little girl. Stepping out onto the roof, I quickly spot a figure sitting near the edge. "Should I be calling some crisis hotline to help you work out your angsty, teenage bullshit? Or are you good?"
Candy scoffs before turning her head to look at me, "Says the guy who was at the center of the Deborah debacle." I see Candy abruptly stop and bite her lip, "Sorry. That was a bit of a low blow."
I cock an eyebrow in response, "I'll allow it this time, but just remember how easy it would be for me to push your ass off of here." Without being invited, I plop down next to her. Giving her my most devilish smirk, "So, how bad is it? Do you need me to kick his ass? You know I'm willing to do it, even more so if it's for a good cause."
Not meeting my eyes, she gives a little shrug, "I'm not too broken up about it. I just came up here because I didn't want to deal with the gossip and the sympathetic looks thrown my way. Sorry to invade your spot, Castiel."
Knocking her shoulder slightly with my own, I reply, "I wouldn't have shown you if you were never allowed." That earns me a small smile from her.
Candy starts picking at imaginary lint on her pants before asking, "How did you hear about it?"
"Lysander told me." What I don't tell her is how over the freaking moon my best friend is about the situation. Evidently Nathaniel broke it off with Candy on Friday right after school, and a few hours later, my best friend started blowing up my phone with texts asking what he should do. Seriously? He didn't like my answer of, 'grow a pair and ask her out.' Ok, fine, I agree he probably shouldn't ask her out right away, but I'm hoping he hurries up and makes a move so I no longer have to deal with a moping lead singer. Honestly, I think I'm going to hurl if I have play another one of his ballads about unrequited love.
Candy nods, "I should have known he'd know. Rosa mentioned she was with Leigh when I called her." Big surprise that Rosa would let Lys know, seeing as she is a big Candy x Lysander shipper. Candy lets out an annoyed huff, "I'm fine. Really. Honestly, I'm more mad than anything." I face her fully and wait for her to vent. "Do you know how he ended it?" I shake my head no and wait for her to elaborate. "He called me into the student council room after classes. I kid you not, he had charts and lists about why we should end things. It's like he prepared a school project about our relationship. I half expected one of the teachers to walk in afterwards and give him a grade."
There's no helping it, I'm laughing, "Damn. That is seriously messed up."
Looking at me with big eyes, Candy continues, "I know, right?! I mean, even I knew we weren't really working out, but the way he did it…"
"Are you sure you don't want me to kick his ass?"
"Thanks, but no thanks. It might be petty of me, but if anything, I would rather he be hurt more emotionally than physically. Maybe then he would understand you shouldn't dump someone through a powerpoint."
I'm laughing again, "Did you really expect more from that idiot?"
Judging by the narrowed glare, I'm guessing she is annoyed with me. "I'm so happy that my breakup is such a source of amusement for you."
"Oh come on! It's freaking Nathaniel. I've always thought you could do better than that chump." After I get my laughter under control, I jokingly leer at Candy, "You know, if you really want to get back at him, we could always hook up. I could take your panties afterwards and shove them in his face."
I totally deserve the slap she gives my arm. I can almost feel the heat radiating off of her blush, "Don't be gross! Besides, as you said, 'it's freaking Nathaniel'. Trust me, the boy wouldn't even know they were mine."
"Even with his own apartment, Blondie couldn't seal the deal? Why am I not surprised?"
There's that glare again, "Not that that's any of your business." My mental image of Lysander is practically fist pumping the air after this nugget of information. "Anyway," she continues, "I heard if you really want to mess with your ex, you should sleep with their best friend. "
"Who would that even be?" I cock my head to the side and think, "Armin?"
"I suppose." Her smile starts crinkling her eyes, "But I can't see me giving Armin my V card."
"He'd probably ask you where he is supposed to plug in his controller." Her laugh is damn melodious. Before Deborah reared her ugly head again, I toyed with the idea of Candy and me. It was during that time, when Lysander was running around making sure her friends apologized, that I realized how badly my friend had it for the girl. Not to mention, I was acting like a dick towards Candy. It was obvious that Lysander was better boyfriend material for the girl.
"Maybe afterwards, he'd want us to do a speedrun!"
"Lucky you," I exclaim.
"If only I could get past the smell of Cheetos and Mountain Dew." She's bent over, giggling, "I really shouldn't be talking about Armin like this. He's my friend too."
"Eh," I shrug, "He'd know you're only joking."
The bell signaling the end of lunch period rings. Candy smiles and leans in and gives me a side hug, "Thanks, Castiel. I really needed this."
"Don't mention it, Little Girl."
I wait for Candy to leave before I pull my cell from my pocket and send Lysander a message to meet me after school.
