AN: Hey Guys, thanks for your reviews. Sorry about the wait but i was busy with Exams and so had to study :) but here it is - the second chapter (finally). Enjoy and Review :P
I spent the bus ride to school sitting next to Sian with my ear phones in listening to music and processing what she had told me at the bus stop. I kept thinking that this sort of thing shouldn't bother me, I mean, we're best friends and these are the things that friends go through with each other. The boys, the celebrity crushes, the make-up worries, this was all supposedly normal so why did it bother me that this Ryan guy was asking her out? Maybe it's just separation anxiety? Yeah that's it, I'm just worried that she won't spend time with me and that our friendship might fade. Yep, that's definitely it.
The bus pulls up to the school gates as I have come to my final conclusion, I don't realise that I've just said that last sentence out loud.
"What's definitely it, Soph?"
"Huh?"
"You just said, 'yep that's definitely it' so what are you talking about?"
"Nothing, just um…wondering whether Dad or Mum was cooking tonight"
I can't believe I just said something that stupid; she is never going to fall for that!
"So who was it that you decided on?"
She fell for it? ...wow
"Uhh… Mum, definitely Mum"
We get off the bus and I'm ecstatic that she believed my lie. Then she speaks:
"I know you're lying to me by the way. You think that we've been friends for this long and I haven't learned to tell when you're lying?"
Wait…she didn't believe me?
"But I'm gonna let it slide because you've obviously got something on your mind that's bothering you"
'Jeez, am I really that readable?'
"Yes, yes you are"
Damn it, stupid inner monologue chooses today to stop working.
xxxxx
'Come on, come on'
The clock on the wall in my maths class seems to hate me. Every day, during the period in which I have math, it seems to slow down and purposefully annoy the hell out of me until I feel like throwing it out the window to see if time will start flying and make this period go faster. Today is no different, except for the fact that it seems to be going even slower than usual.
"BRING!"
"Finally!" I say to myself while I pack my things away, "I'm free"
What that bell also means is that I also have to see Sian. Thankfully, I was saved from talking to her for the whole day as we have completely different classes, but now we have the whole bus ride home to talk to each other. Knowing how impatient she is, she's going to be bursting to know why I'm lying to her by now.
I tell you, it's not easy lying to Sian. For one thing, I've never lied to her before, we are best friends after all and we tell each other everything. Secondly, she does this thing where she tilts her head slightly and looks at you imploringly with big puppy eyes until you either crack under the pressure and surrender your secret or are reduced to a bumbling idiot speaking in baby language such as: 'aww you soo cute! With your wittle face and your wittle pout and your big cute puppy eyes".
Of course, I'm the only one who knows how much she hates being spoken to like that and so I'm the only one who can do it to counteract her puppy face, like the one that she is doing right now while leaning up against my locker…lucky me.
"Hey Sian"
"Please tell me you secret"
And cue a puppy face with bigger eyes and a bigger pout than the last one.
"Pretty please"
Great, now she's batting her eyelids and pushing her arms together like what Joey taught Rachel to do on Friends. Yes, the one that makes her cleavage look bigger.
As that thought runs through my head, I can't help to glance down to see- wholey guacamole on white bread! That woman is not wearing a bra today!
"Sophie? Sophie! Hello girly, I'm talking to you, anyone home?"
I'm in shock
"Sophie? You okay?"
I swallow and blink rapidly several times as if to erase the image of her breasts from my head.
"Soph?"
Nothing works!
"Soph!"
"Um… ah… um S-S-Sian…"
"Oh thank god. Yes Sophie?"
This is where my voice cracks and I start sounding like an 11-year-old boy
"Are you…*ahem*…wearing a bra today, by any chance?"
She looks at me as though I'm on crack
"Of course I am, why on earth would you think that I didn't?"
I look at her face and then shift my eyes down again and stare specifically at the second button from the top on her shirt, no lower. She looks down to follow my line of sight and sees that her third button is undone and the position she is in right now gives me a perfect view of…well…them, in all of their sans-bra goodness.
"Oh, well would you look at that"
I am trying so hard not to that it is physically killing me.
She buttons up her shirt and looks back up at my face. It takes a monumental effort, but I look at her face as well.
"Well, that wasn't really how I wanted you to find out about that", she says with a coy smile.
"Yeah," I grin, not really concentrating…wait!...WHAT?
The grin drops from my face and she giggles.
"Come on Soph, if we don't hurry we'll miss the bus". She turns, and with a flick of her ponytail, starts to walk towards where our bus is parked, her hips swaying with every step.
I make a face behind her after she turns while I am trying to understand the meaning of what she said.
"Come on Sophie, you slow poke, or else you'll have to walk!"
"Okay, I'm coming"
I shake off the confusion and try not to read too much into what Sian said as I follow her onto the bus for home.
