Chapter 2
Laying n silence, I stare up at the stars through the holes in the ceiling. Lola was walking from room to room, acting like a bedside nurse for our fallen comrades. It had been three days since the fight, but a lot of us hadn't recovered. When she came in, I was caught off guard and jumped about a foot.
"Geeze! Scare me why doncha?" she just gave me a soft smile. I sat back down on the bed, asking her o do the same.
"what if I told you I was in love with one of those preppies?" the woman stood up in a tizzy.
"Its pinky isn't it? What's she got that I don't!" she gives me a defensive look.
"Actually, it's Gord." Her expression seemed to melt off, and she didn't seem sure how to react. Suddenly the night filled with a rich, pompous accent.
'That's him!" my voice got higher, and I almost ran out to the balcony to greet him. But Lola grabbed my arm, hissing
"You don't know who's with him."
"You queer, I can't believe you like some dude." A loud voice, most likely biffs, broke the silence.
"So what! At least he's getting some. Who knows, maybe Vance'll make a good trophy wife someday." Both boys grunt as if they were hit
"Shut up both of you. You know what? I'm feeling lucky tonight. Why don't you two go home?" he gave a bemused giggle as he got close. He walked until he was under the rickety fir escape until he purred softly
"Where art my dearest angel, soft lips parted for a tender embrace? With hair so soft even Venus stares upon with envy! Oh my love! Gaze upon me with those eyes, so bright they shame the stars! My dearest Vance, with hands so sweet. If only I were a smudge of grease, maybe I could rest upon your cheek." He took a handkerchief out of his pocket, and kneeled down onto one knee. I sigh softly, trying to suppress giggles as I walk out to the fire escape, ready to play along
"Oh Gord, my love, why must you be a pompous jerk. Just because your father's a bastard don't mean you gotta be." He looked up at me sadly, but I flash him a teasing grin, which was quickly returned.
"What really makes a "prep" anyway? I mean you wear aquaberry, but it doesn't change your heart." He stood up, throwing his arms open
"Come to me Vance, and I will make you the happiest boy alive! I look down at him and grin.
"Naw, gonna have to say no this time. Guess you aren't as lucky as you thought." He thought for a minute before cussing under his breath.
"Look, next time okay? If you come up here today, they'll kill ya." I threw him a flower, and he kissed it softly.
"I'll come back me love!" he sang loudly as he ran to the bus stop.