"So you're definitely coming this weekend?" Mike asked eagerly. I nodded. "Awesome! This party is gonna be sweet!"
"This is weird. I never get along with the juniors back home. Now I'm partying with them." I said. He grinned wickedly.
"Hey, Zandra, I'm bringing the soda and I need your vote for the poll! Orange soda, Sprite, or Pepsi?" Erick asked, a pad and pen in his hand.
"Orange soda, duh! That's the ultimate high soda right there!" I exclaimed. He nodded his head and scribbled on the pad. I watched him run through the hallway and catch up with some other juniors.
Mike followed me through the slight drizzle into the cafeteria. I grabbed three slices of pizza, a Mountain Dew, and a small fruit cup. Mike chose the mystery meat, and I felt really bad for him. The look of the mystery meat disturbed me and made me realize exactly why it was called a mystery. For all I knew, that could've been a rat they found under the stove or something. We sat down at our usual table where the other jocks and preps sat at. I sat all the way at the end of the table next to Angela and her boyfriend Ben. Mike was loyal and always squeezed next to me anyway. Jessica sent death glares my way every time I came to sit at the table. She was jealous about my quality time with Mike n Ike. She could have him; I couldn't care less.
"Have you seen the newspaper, people? Gossip galore, I am telling you! Zandra hits the front page, not kidding!" My sophomore friend, Xavier announced. In his hand was the school newspaper, which contrasted with his turquoise nail polish. Sure, he was gay, but he was freaking cool! He took the seat across from me. "Babe, have you read this yet?"
"Nope. What's it say?" I asked, taking it from his hands. There was a huge picture of me on the cover, glaring as I was wiping the blood from my chin yesterday. "Goddamn! How the hell did they get a shot?"
"No idea. But get this," Xavier said, leaning in closer. "I was in the office yesterday when you-know-who stormed in and demanded he not have gym for the rest of the year, and switch all his classes that have you in them."
"Was that supposed to hurt my feelings? Cuz it ain't working, I'm telling you now." I said, shrugging. Mike and Xavier laughed out loud.
"So when are you going shopping?" Angela asked.
"After school. It's supposed to be sunny tomorrow and Friday, so everyone is going hiking. Not me, though." I said. "You in?"
"Yeah. I might buy something too." Angela stated.
I nodded and bit into my pizza. It tasted cheap, like the kind you heat up from the box. But pizza is pizza, so I didn't really care all that much. Besides that, the slices were skimpy. They were at least the size of a full hand print. I complained about it all through lunch while I was eating it. Xavier found it hysterical. He wanted to be a fashion designer when he got older, and it showed in his clothes. He had on a sky blue fitted t-shirt that went with some heather gray skinny jeans that had lime green suspender hanging in the back and white Reebok's he decorated with sharpies. He'd moved here from Los Angeles not too long ago, so he had a perfect tan. His skin was practically flawless; he was lean, but not overly like Emmett. I hate to admit it, but I was almost jealous of the guy. I was the only kind soul out of the other homophobic teenagers to become his friend. Not even that-- best friend.
Lunch passed by in a breeze, and I was off to study hall in the library with Xavier. There was one strict librarian in there, but everyone ignored her. People only came in there to sleep or talk. Me and Xavier brought notepads full of blank paper, just to throw paper balls at each other once we got there. Lots of people would always join in after a while. And we always made sure to recycle the paper after, so no harm done. A wicked smile formed on his face once we stepped in the library. There were at least fifteen people in the library. The librarian didn't even know we stepped in the room. I stood in the lower section of the library while he went to the upper section. A girl next to me saw my wads of paper balls and smirked.
"Are you guys playing too?" She asked. I grinned as she pulled out her own paper balls.
"Most definitely." I answered.
"Excellent." She hissed. I watched her stalk away on the other side of the library, already throwing one at someone.
A paper ball whizzed past my ear. I flinched and saw Xavier laughing silently to himself. I chucked one of mine at him, and he jumped away before it could nail him in the face. I stuffed all the paper in my huge hoodie and crawled across the floor, wary of the librarian. She had her nose buried in some novel, not paying attention at all. I snorted as I made my way across the other side. I saw Xavier running down the steps, dodging a ball from someone else. I nicked him the jaw with one of my own, causing him to stumble down the rest of the stairs. The librarian scowled at him, then went back to her book. He sighed in relief and jogged to another hidden section behind the staircase. I smacked away a paper ball that came soaring through the air.
"That was close.." I muttered, pulling out another ball. I was hidden behind a book case, the librarian sitting just on the other side. Some senior, being an idiot, tried to throw one at me. His aim was horrible; it flew straight for the librarian. It hit her dead on forehead. The book dropped on her desk.
"Who's throwing paper?!" She yelled, getting up from her chair. I blanched and tossed all my paper out the nearest window. The idiot who threw the missile hid behind a book case on the upper level. "Answer me this instant, you hooligan!"
"Get outta there." Xavier mouthed, peering behind a bookshelf near the door.
"How?!" I demanded silently.
"Don't comment." He mouthed, his facial expression flat. He waved me forward. As I turned to walk the pathway of doom, he met me halfway before the librarian stopped us.
"Aha! So you're the culprits, eh?" She squawked. I scoffed in defiance.
"I came to the library to get my friend. Is there problem?" Xavier demanded. My face did not show the shock I felt on the inside. His voice was lower than his usually gentle tone, almost seductive in a way. The librarian glared but let us go through.
"Just get out!" She commanded. Xavier shrugged and pulled me out of there before she could say something else.
"Well, that was close." His gentle tone was back.
"What the hell, man? You went Darth Vader on me for a minute!" I accused. He grinned.
"Zandra, I am your father." Xavier said, slipping back into his lower tone. It sounded off now.
"That was Arnold Schwarzenegger..." I choked out, laughing my ass off.
"Oh yeah? Your face looked so relieved after I saved your ass, it looked like you had an orgasm." Xavier deadpanned. I blanched.
"Sh-shut up! You fag!"
"Ouch! That one almost stung. Not."
"Alice, what the hell is this?" I complained. I stared at my reflection in horror of the stupid bathing suit. A string bikini. No ass coverage whatsoever.
"One of the choices of bathing suits! We're buying more than one!" Alice said, holding up another one in front of Xavier to look at. I wished he didn't tag along. He grinned at what I was forced to try on.
"You should wear that one!" Xavier encouraged.
"There's a fucking string up my ass and that's it! I'm not wearing this in public!" I shouted, gaining attention of everyone in the store. A couple of men whistled. I squeaked and pulled the curtain around me.
"I agree!" Angela said, taking my side. She didn't even bother to step out of the dressing room. "Can you pass me a different one?"
"Fine..." Xavier grumbled, tossing a pink halter one piece over the curtain rail. He tossed me something green and black. "Put it on."
"Yes, master." I mumured, snatching it from the air.
"Damn straight!"
I rolled my eyes and closed the curtain as I examined the next choice. It wasn't so bad. It was a green monokini with zebra stripes (also called trikini). I slipped it on and stared in the mirror. It was definitely better than that stupid string bikini. I was thankful it wasn't so revealing. It showed my whole back, but it covered my ass so it was all good. I didn't hear Angela complaining either, so she probably found what she wanted. I grinned as I pulled the curtain away. Angela stepped outside as well. Xavier and Alice gave two thumbs up, grinning like two idiots.
"Yes? No?" Alice inquired. I sighed.
"This is...kinda cool, I guess." I said. The two idiots gave each other high fives. "How bout you, Ang?"
"I like this one better than that stringy whatever." She admitted. I laughed before Alice clapped her hands for silence.
"There's a sale at Macy's today and I will not miss it! Are you coming?" Alice demanded, tapping her foot impatiently.
"Hell no." I said flatly. "I'm going to Sephora."
"I was gonna go to Sephora too." Xavier chipped in.
"I guess I'll go with you, Alice." Angela shrugged. Alice squealed in delight and rushed her to get dressed.
We waited in the short line until it was our turn. Alice was buying me the stupid string whatever anyway, ignoring my protest. I couldn't think of any time I would ever want to wear that. It was hardly a bathing suit! It was just strings with a bathing suit tag on it that was put there accidentally. Xavier and me made our way to Sephora. He wanted to buy some more nail polish, and I just went in to check out the eyeshadow. The workers stared at Xavier with smirks on their faces. He was the only boy in the store. I snorted and picked out a set of blue, green, purple, and yellow. Xavier bought himself nail art pens. I complained about candy the whole time until Xavier gave up and dragged me to one of the candy machines.
"I want Twizzlers!" I wailed. I pulled out my secret weapon; the pout. "Buy them for me, please?"
"Aw, babe! Don't give me that look!" He groaned, exasperated. I leaned in closer and whimpered. Pink tinted his cheeks. "What do you have to be so cute for?!"
"Please, please, please!" I chanted, jumping in place. I watched him scratch his head in uncertainty. "Won't you please but it?"
"Oh fine! Take the dollar!" Xavier grumbled, pulling out a dollar bill from his wallet. "Damn temptress.."
"Yay! I'll share, I promise!" I cheered, sliding the dollar and and pressing the button. The Twizzlers fell and I snatched them out of the machine.
"Gimme one.." He muttered, holding his hand out. I smirked, popping one into my mouth.
"Say aaahhh!" I taunted, wagging the Twizzler in the air. He snatched it from me and stuffed it in his mouth. "Bad dog! Bad Xavier!"
"Zo, I gotta tell you something." Xavier said as we walked to the Macy's. His low pitched voice was back, surprising me.
"What is it?" I asked. He sighed and paused, as if thinking whether he should tell me or not. "Just spit it out, man. I'm listening."
"I'm not really...gay." He admitted. I blinked in surprise but listened anyway. "I kinda go both ways, you know?"
"Ohh...so your bi, then." I stated.
"It's not really like that, Zo. I like boys, and a few girls on occasion. But I'm mostly for boys. And the way I dress has nothing to do with it! I like bright colors and nail polish because it's fun! Skinny jeans are cool too!" He ranted. "I mean, how can people just assume things like that?! You don't judge a book by it's cover! You read it first, freakin' idiots!"
"I'm sorry, Xavier. I just assumed..." I trailed off into silence. He squeezed my shoulder gently.
"I don't mean you. You're the only person in this crappy town to become my friend! You accepted me no matter what people thought." Xavier beamed.
I grinned. "Well, I think it's kinda dumb for me to judge people, considering the way I dress."
"What do you mean? You dress just fine! I admit the things you wear are tight and show off your curves kinda much, but that's cute!" He said.
"Tight?!" I said disbelief. "You wear skinny jeans too!"
"Well duh! But I'm not a girl! I'm not shaped like a freaking hour glass!" He accused.
"I'm shaped like an hour glass? Psh. Me? Yeah right. Funny." I snorted. Xavier grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of a window to stare at my reflection.
"See?!" He demanded. I stared at my outfit. Gray acid washed skinny jeans with a matching cropped vest. Underneath was a plaid brown and yellow tee, and light yellow fingerless gloves on my hands. I had brown borras ankle boots and skull earrings with a yellow gem hanging from them. I saw no difference. I wore these outfits all the time.
"Nope." I answered, popping the p. He sighed in defeat. "Can we go now?"
I say you the you the best.
You the you the best.
You the you the best.
You the you the best.
You the best i ever had.
Best I ever had.
Best I ever had.
Best I ever had.
I say you the- (1)
I snatched my new cellphone out of my pocket. "What's up, Alice?"
"I'm done for the day! You wanna head home?" She asked.
"Uhm, I was gonna catch a ride with Xavier.." I said.
"Oh. That's fine then! I'll drop Angela off! Bye!"
"Okay. Bye!"
"Think you could handle the Mustang?" Xavier taunted, holding up his keys.
"I can handle almost anything." I sneered.
"So you can definitely stay awake long enough for a movie?" He asked, raising a brow.
"Yeah!" I retorted. "It's only eleven, I got this."
This is gonna be a long night...but I could handle it!
"Babe, you're an idiot." Xavier stated flatly. He lifted me into the backseat and buckled the seat belt for me. I cracked an eye open and glared at him.
"Go away.." I mumbled. He chuckled and ruffled my hair.
"You're the one who said you could handle it. Shoulda told me you couldn't make it out the theater!" Xavier grinned.
I survived the crappy movie he brought me to. The high from the Twizzlers kept me awake, but they didn't last me once we stood up to leave. Of course I didn't stay awake! He made me stand in the longest line afterwards to buy more candy, and I slowly sunk to my knees in exhaustion before we got to the cash register. He carried me piggy back style on the way to his car. He made fun of me the whole time, but I barely listened. I just grumbled incoherently.
I say you the you the best.
You the you the best.
You the you the best.
You the you the best.
You the best--
"Alice?" Xavier said, answering my phone for me. "...Oh yeah! We're fine! We just went to watch a movie to see if Zandra could stay awake the whole time. She didn't!" He paused when Alice spoke, then laughed out loud. "Yeah, that'd be cool! Anyway, we'll be back in like 45 minutes....Kay. Bye!"
"What'd she say?" I asked. He just snorted and walked around the car to sit in the front seat.
"Don't worry about it. Just go to sleep, babe. I got this." He answered. I sighed, but didn't object.
"I'm not your babe.." I muttered, shutting my eyes. He chuckled and murmured something I couldn't catch.
The drive seemed to be like two minutes, rather than an hour. One minute we were in the car, and the next minute he's carrying me in darkness. Carlisle and Alice stood waiting at the doorway. We had a few yards to go. My messenger bag hung on his shoulder as he carried me his arms bridal style. I stared at the buttons on my vest as I tried to figure out what the hell was going on. I rubbed my eyes.
"What the hell...? Where are we?" I asked stupidly, my voice cracking and layered with sleep. Xavier looked down at me.
"We're at your house, dummy." He whispered. Oh. Well that made sense.
"Huh." I said, not coherent at all. My body was functioning, but my brain was in limbo.
"Go back to sleep, Zo." He crooned in my ear. His walking halted.
"Thank you, Xavier." Carlisle said. I was passed to him and my bag was given to Alice.
"Don't forget you're picking her up tomorrow!" Alice chirped.
"I won't!" Xavier grinned. He stared down at me. "Good night."
"Yeah, yeah.." I mumbled, sticking my tongue out. The cut was just a red line now. He rolled his eyes and sauntered back to his car.
"I have the perfect night clothes for you that I bought from Macy's!" Alice cheered.
I would have asked what it was, but I was already out of it. I leaned my head against Carlisle's chest and let sleep take over. If it was lingerie she was putting on me, I swear to the Gods I'm going to find a way to kick Alice without breaking my leg!
WOOP WOOP! Another chapter finished! I had this done for a long time, and the next chapter is already finished lol! I'm already working on another chapter right now! But the chapters might come slower in the future T.T My mom is trying to send me to camp, but I'll fight is as hard as I can okay!? GOTTA STAY STRONGGG!!! GOTTA KEEP FIGHTIN ONNN!! -ahem- Okay, I got some reference to the bold number from before!
(1) That ringtone was Best I Ever Had by Drake lol I know that wasn't important but I'm just lettin ya'll know anyway. Also, Alice put that as her ringtone because she thinks she's the best LOL