I hope you guys are in for another installment of Fifty Shades! So um, here we go!
We had been going Sweet Amoris for a week now. So far Ken and I have befriended a girl named Iris, met and became frenemies with Castiel, and then met someone else.
Her name is Amber. She also has two other girls in a little squad, Li and Charlotte. And she's Nathaniel's sister!
When Ken and I were going to go walking, she had pushed him into me and I retaliated by throwing a paper ball at the back of her head. We ran off quick afterwards.
So anyways, I was just heading out to go home, but then I saw a boy in the courtyard. I saw his hair first and I was about to think platinum blond but then I realized that his hair was silver with the ends dyed black. He looked very elegant to me. He even wore Victorian clothes! I have to give this guy some major credit for wearing clothes that came from a past era. These days it's all about crop tops and miniskirts. I must look pretty unique, too, wearing a plain white t-shirt, red jeans and my blue sandals. All mismatched and junk.
Currently, he was probably searching for something. Then I looked down at my feet when I stepped on something. A notepad. Out of curiosity, I opened it up to the first page. This notepad belongs to: Lysander Ainsworth.
I looked up from the notepad and closed it up. "Uh, 'scuse me, dude?" I called for him. He looked up at me with mismatched eyes. One green and one gold. His eyes made him look even cooler! "Is this what you're looking for?" I held the dark green notepad up.
His slightly tanned face lit up and he gave me a soft smile. "Thank you, miss."
"Miss? No need for the formalities, dude. I'm Cliantha, but you can call me CD." I said and stuck my hand out. He shook it politely. We started talking a bit. So, his name is Lysander and when I asked him if he knew the guy at the clothes store, he said that the guy was his brother Leigh! I knew there was some sort of resemblance!
"Dude, I've gotta say, out of all the guys here, you've got to be the coolest one I know." He raised a silver eyebrow in amusement and I continued. "I'm dead serious, here. It' s like everyone here always copies a style they see off of TV, but you actually wear clothes that you're comfortable in. Like me!" I said and smile, pointing to myself.
He rolled his mismatched eyes a little playfully. Now that I looked at him a little better, I can see that he's actually really gorgeous. I bet Amber, the superficial screwball, would say he was weird-looking, but he happens to be very handsome, like his brother Leigh. Too bad Leigh has a girlfriend! It's not that much of a problem, I do happen to like Rosalya.
Did you know Amber called me a hippie? I am so not a hippie! I'm just really cool like that. And she gave me a nickname that I had gotten way back in kindergarten. Tree Trunks. It's irony because I was always a little taller than everyone (except for the boys, minus Ken) and the trunk of a tree is at the bottom…
Anyways, it was way past time to go home, so I bid my goodbye to my new friend and then left.
The next day, I woke up just five minutes earlier than usual. I did all my morning junk and then put my hair into two low ponytails with dark green ribbons to tie them. I put on a black headband on as well.
I choose a dark brown shirt, camouflage shorts with green suspenders and wrap-around mint green gladiator sandals that went all the way up to my shins.
"Perfectly psychedelic!" I said and ran downstairs. Auntie had left a note on kitchen table that said she had to go to work early. I fixed myself a quick bowl of cereal.
Scooping up my backpack, I noticed something I had set out last night, just so I would remember it. My black wireless Beats by Dr. Dre. I smiled and grabbed them, put them on and sliding my backpack on as well. I took my iPod and turned on "Scream."
I know, I know, not your first choice but you know, that's life.
So I was doing little dancing on the way to school. When I get there, I see Ken waiting for me there. He waved furiously at me and I waved at him too, flashing him my signature 'I'm hot and I'm proud' smile. When I got over to him, I hooked my arm with his and started belting out the lyrics to the song.
"And I've tried to fight it, to fight it
but you're so magnetic, magnetic
Got one life, just live it, just live it
now relax, and get on your back,"
I swayed my hips to the beat of the song and spun Ken around in a merry skip. I winked when I sang "get on your back" and his freckled face blew up red.
"If you wanna scream, yeah
Let me know and I'll take you there
Get you going like
Ah-ooh baby baby ooh baby baby
Ah-ooh baby baby ooh baby
if you wanna turn right
Hope you're ready to go all night
Get you going like
Ah-ooh baby baby ooh baby baby
Ah-ooh baby baby ooh baby
If you wanna scream,"
When I had finished that part, I cut off the iPod and put the headphones on my neck. I had gotten pretty close to Ken in my little performance, flush against him and staring through those thick glasses with my gray eyes. He actually looked pretty dazed.
I actually smirked a bit at the thought of Ken being all in the zone because of me. Hmm…Interesting.
Now we were going to our afternoon break. I was swapping out books and notebooks and binders when I heard a little commotion at the end of the hallway. I saw Amber, with her friends, push Ken back into the lockers and take his wallet, swiping $20 from him. I think I just heard a vein pop in my forehead.
I speed-walked all the way to the blonde menace. She turned and stopped chuckling with her posse and then raised an eyebrow at me.
"Oh, here's comes Hippie." She muttered. I let out a growl and raised her up by her shirt collar and slammed her back into the locker, glaring up into her scared turquoise eyes.
"Don't you ever call me Hippie again! I'm not Hippie and I'm not Tree Trunks. I am Cliantha Delis." I paused. "And don't you ever, ever mess with Ken again. You'd better give him his money back or I'll hurt you. Do you understand me, little girl?" I asked her, dangerously close to wanting to snap her nodded furiously. I grabbed the money from her hand and then practically threw her back on the ground. That screwball had the nerve to play the whole scene off like it was nothing, flipping her hair and rolling her eyes while she speed-walked off with her friends.
I turned back to Ken, who was rubbing his sore back. I picked the soft wallet up from the floor and handed it to him along with his money.
He, with a shaky hand, puts the wallet back in his pocket. "Are you okay, Ken? You seem a little tense." I observed him.
"It's nothing, CD." He said, calling me by my nickname. I looked at him, my head tilting to the side a bit. A big smile broke out on my face and I gave him a hug.
"Alright, dude, I won't pry you. Just wait for me outside, I have to get more junk from my locker. You still got some cookies, though, right?" I asked him. He nodded and I smiled again. We bumped fists before I went back to my locker.
Resuming my previous stuff, I took out the rest of my books and swapped them for the ones I didn't need. After that I closed my locker and heading outside for afternoon break.
Just like I said, Ken waited for me outside of the door that led to the courtyard.
"Thanks for waiting for me, bro'!" I said and ruffled his hair, making his neat bowl cut turn into a messy one. He blushed at the gesture.
We were walking to our usual courtyard bench when I saw Lysander already sitting there, currently reading a book. I could feel my face erupting in a grin.
"Yo', Lys!" I called out. He looked up from his book and peered in my direction. He smiled his small, mysterious smile when he looked at me. I must have looked like an idiot, just standing there with a stupid grin and using my whole arm to wave instead of just my hand.
Finally I ran over to my new buddy with Ken close behind. His mismatched eyes shifted over to my nerdy best friend. "Who's your friend?"
"Oh, this is my best bud, Kentin, but he likes to be called Ken." I looked over at Ken who was smiling at the silver-haired boy, but I saw something in that smile that maybe Lysander didn't notice. I could see a tinge of jealously in that smile.
"Hi, Lysander. It's nice to meet you." He said. Figures; if Ken was jealous, he'd still be nice no matter what. He's just not like some people I know.
"The pleasure is all mine, Kentin." Lysander said, shaking Ken's hand when he stuck it out.
Needless to say, we continued our conversation. I kept track of the emotions that Ken's smiles showed. All of them just screamed jealousy. Hmm…
"Are you sure about this, Cliantha?"
"Dude, Auntie won't care. We've got all the time we need."
"I just don't want to have a wreck."
So Ken and I were sitting in my golf cart. Why do I have a golf cart? I honestly have no idea; It was Auntie's old golf cart and she gave it to me because apparently I'm not "responsible enough for a real car," but she realized that I do have to drive myself places when she isn't there to do it.
Let me tell you—it is so embarrassing to be in a golf cart in a parking lot, but I don't let people's weird stares get to me. Well, just a little.
We were currently driving to a convenience store to go pick up some snacks, but then I saw a person that I didn't want to see. Amber.
"Oh, look, the losers are here." She snickered with her pathetic friends.
I could practically feel Ken's face develop into a sad frown. I tried my best to brush them off, but it was a little difficult.
"Pfff…whatever. We're just here to pick up some snacks for another awesome mini-party!" I said. The blonde rolled her eyes at me.
"I told you we didn't get a lucky catch this time, girls." She said and flipped her hair obnoxiously. Instead of getting mad, I did something that would make her mad.
I pressed the gas and grabbed the wheel. "Hold on tight, Ken!"
"Wha—"
He had no time to finish. We started doing fast circles around the three girls, making marks in the pavement. "Wooooooooooaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"I cried out, throwing my slender arms in the air.
I bet Ken can't believe we just did doughnuts around them. Amber's face was turning red; her fists were clenched up like her jaw. Li and Charlotte looked equally surprised.
"See yah later, suckers!" I cried out and then we continued to drive to the store.
Not more than two seconds away, Ken turned to me. "I cannot believe you just did that, CD. What if they tried to do something tomorrow?" He asked worriedly.
I chuckled. "We'll get through it, bro'." Then I stopped the cart for a minute, before I started speaking again. "This, my friend is what I call ridin' dirty."
Then I slammed my foot on the gas pedal and we sped off.
Alright, I've got to admit, not my best work, but you know how it goes.