Growing Up
All Grown Up!
Tommy is busy trying to make a real and raw film of High School life, while the others are just falling into their own cliques. What will happen to the Rats? Can they face the harsh realities of High School? T/L,P/K,A/C lol typical I know.
Angelica/Susie-Juniors
Chuckie-Sophomore
Tommy/Lil/Phil/Kimi/Dil-Freshmen
Warnings: Language, Sensitive Issues
Chapter 25: Infatuation vs Love
Angelica kept anxiously looking at her cell phone. Just three more minutes until she can excuse herself and head towards room 102, it was an empty class room near the library that was used mostly by student council and other extra curricular activities. She quietly slipped her binder into her backpack. She eyed around making sure no one noticed. Just one more minute, she thought to herself. Time stretched on as the class quietly read to themselves. All that was left was her stupid French book.
SLAM
"Sorry Mrs. DuBois but I gotta go, debate," she said stuffing her book into her pack. She got up and hurriedly left the class. Angelica made her way towards room 102. It was thirty minutes before school was about to end and yet the school was dead silent. Except for the sounds of her heels echoing about the hall. Teachers closed the doors as she neared. Angelica let out a small smirk. Damn right everyone better know my presence. She thought to herself. She opened the door and walked into room 102.
"Angelica right on time," Mrs. Lawston said with big smile. Angelica smiled with a nod. "Can you help with these tables?" she asked suddenly. Angelica placed her bag down and nodded.
"Sure Mrs. Lawston," Angelica said happily. Mrs. Lawston looked like she could be Suzie's aunt. At the first time she met her she thought it was her mother. Though after the mix up she soon learned Mrs. Lawston used to be a lawyer but hated it and instead started to teach Biology instead. They soon moved the tables in the right order. Slowly but surely the rest of the debate team showed. The bell rang and school was out for the day. Angelica grabbed her folder and headed out.
"Remember debates start in fifteen minutes," Mrs. Lawston reminded as Angelica left the room. Students were walking everywhere. Angelica headed toward the nearest girls restroom and looked over herself. She calmed herself placed her reading glasses on and looked over her notes. She took a deep breath before reading out loud to herself.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, fellow students, I'm Angelica Pickles and here to prove to you-"
"Hey Angie what brings ya here?" Tamera and Brianna walked in. Anglica turned a light shade of pink.
"Oh just practicing for debate," Angelica said placing her notes back into her folder.
"In other words nerding out," Brianna said as she walked into the nearest stall. Tamera brought out her make up bag and started checking over herself.
"Damn it this zit!" she said bringing out some concealer.
"Class is over Tam who you trying to impress?" Angelica asked as she took off her glasses.
"Duh cheerleading practice and besides, Josh is looking pretty hot lately if ya know what I mean," she said with a smirk.
"Josh Gable?" Angelica asked.
"Duh!" Tamera said as she smoothed out her concealer. The toilet flushed and then Brianna walked over toward the sink.
"I know Angie where have you been lately?" Brianna said. Angelica crossed her arms and raised a brow.
"Oh I don't know planning for college, planning for a life after High School," Angelica let out sarcastically.
"Told ya nerding out," Brianna sang. Tamera laughed as Angelica turned red.
"Don't worry we all can't be born beautiful some of us actually have to study," Tamera said as she finished retouching her lip gloss. Angelica shook her head.
"I mean honestly Savannah has been thinking a trio is just what we might need," Brianna let out slyly. "Come on let's go," Brianna said and Tamera placed her make up bag away.
"See ya Angie don't let all those cookies and doughnuts go to your hips... or ya head," Tamera said as passed by checking her over. The door closed and Angelica rushed to lock it. She took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Stupid Bitches," she said to herself and looked over herself in the mirror. She stepped toward her side. She had a nice butt it wasn't too big. Her breast weren't the smallest but weren't like Tamera's D cups. Her arms looked a bit flabby. So what if popularity isn't everything. Who am I kidding it is EVERYTHING! Angelica thought as she placed her arms the counter and placed her head down. Then it came the bubbling, nauseous feeling that sunk her heart with it. The taste of today's lunch rising in her throat. Angelica shook her head. "No no I'm not like them. I'm not fat, I'm fucking Angelica Pickles I can do what I want I have the power. I can make them pay! But..." suddenly she started gagging, she ran to the toilet, and after a few more gags her lunch came out. Tears came out her eyes. "Okay," she breathed. "Okay this is not a problem. I'm not like them I'm not going to let them win!" she said as she slowly made her way to the mirror and saw a piece of vomit on the side of her mouth. She turned on the faucet and cleaned herself up. "Okay I just need to make time for working out that's all. Join sports or something, yeah!" she said to herself making herself feel better. She checked her breath and leaned back in disgust. She gargled some water and then sprayed some breath freshener then some perfume. She checked over her self once again. She honestly looked a bit thinner. Maybe. She shrugged. This wasn't going to happen again maybe.
Angelica walked into room 102.
"A little late Angie what took you so long?" Mrs. Lawston asked.
"Uhm nerves," Angelica said with small smile.
"You nervous? You're are best debater," she replied confused.
"So the ice queen isn't made out of stone," a fellow student replied to the guy next her.
"Who knew even she has confidence issues," the guy replied. Angelica headed toward the podium and turned fiercely. So she took it from the beautiful people but she was not going to take it from the little people. Oh no, she was Angelica Pickles after all. A lanky blonde girl with braided pig tails walked on to the podium next to her.
"Hi!" she said happily. "I'm Amy Winters and I'm going to prove to you that the person you're with now is in fact your one and only!" she said happily and giggled. Angelica placed her elbow on the podium and propped her head on her hand. Let's see what this peace loving hippy has to say, she thought.
"Yo Chuckster! Over here!" the guy called to him from afar. Chuckie turned and smiled.
"You must be Omar," he said walking up to him. "Wow you're tall," he said sticking out his hand. Omar took his hand and shook it.
"Hell yeah MVP two years in a row," he said happily. "You're pretty tall yourself maybe you should check out basketball," Omar said examining him. Chuckie shook his head.
"Me and balls in general never got along to well," he said nervously.
"It's cool let's find an empty class," Omar said walking to the nearest door. They walked closer toward it and Omar pulled it open.
"Woops!" he let out. Chuckie took a few steps in and stopped suddenly. Two podiums a room full of students made him shutter in embarrassment. Even worse one of the girls on the podium was Angelica she gave him a smug smile as she raised her brows examining Omar.
"Omar! You're here for debates!" Mrs. Lawston said happily. Omar eyes widen.
"Ugh... not exactly," he replied embarrassed.
"Come on don't be shy," she said teasingly.
"No mam I'm I'm sorry I was just looking for an empty class room to study in," he admitted. A few students giggled.
"Ah well that's quite honorable Omar sorry to keep you," Mrs. Lawston said. Omar and Chuckie backed out and walked across the hall there was clearly and empty class room with it's door propped open.
"Okay here we are nice, cozy, and definitely empty," Omar said making his way towards and empty desk. Chuckie shook his head and agreed.
"Okay," he said as he made his way toward a desk next to him and bought out his math book.
"Tell me what you need help on?" Chuckie asked happily.
"Dude everything," Omar admitted. Chuckie looked off toward the side as he pursed his lips. Figures he thought then sighed.
"Okay well let's start with today's homework," Chuckie said with a toothy smile.
"Alright," Omar said bringing it out.
Omar was a slow learner but he seemed to actually try doing what he was told. Chuckie would solve a problem slowly by explaining it and then passed the pencil.
"Here you try," Chuckie said giving him the pencil.
"Okay, here I go," Omar let out nervously. Chuckie examined the concentration on Omar's face. It was odd seeing a talented player struggle trying so hard. It made him feel a bit better about himself. Okay so Jocks weren't so bad after all, at least some of them.
"Oh man what do I do next?" he asked.
"Ughh let's see, oh right here, you forgot about your exponent," he pointed out.
"Oh yeah," Omar said erasing his work. The sound of the door propping open with a whiff of air made Chuckie exit his thoughts.
"- that you are infact not in love," he heard Angelica say. Great Debate room must of opened their door. He thought sarcastically. "Infatuation the state of being completely carried away by unreasoning passion or love; addictive love. Infatuation usually occurs at the beginning of relationship when sexual attraction is central. That's right we're all adults here almost at least."
"Okay is this right?" Omar suddenly asked. Chuckie shook his head and looked over Omar's work.
"Okay it looks right, wait... no it's right," he said pushing his glasses up.
"Cool, let me try this one," he said.
"We're young right lets not admit our faults when it comes to age. Why not stop their all ages fall victim to infatuation. Just older people are wiser enough to pin point it out! Let's look at some key differences between love and infatuation. Let's look how closely the line really is. Let me go over the definition of infa-"
"Okay check this for me will yah?" Omar asked. Chuckie inhaled as he looked over his work.
"Right again!" Chuckie let out happily sliding his paper back toward him.
"Oh hell yeah. Here can you explain how this works?" Omar asked turning a page from his book and pointed at a problem. Chuckie read the explanation trying his hardest to push Angelica's debate out of his head.
"Love is about not giving up in midst of conflict. Well how many rumors do we hear about so and so breaking up with so and so a day? Think about in reality we're just a bunch of infatuated teenage zombies. Not lovestruck puppies!"
"Okay this is how you do it," Chuckie finally spoke, he tried his best to explain himself to Omar who gave him confused glances every once in a while but nodded. "Let me try this one see," he said and started to solve a problem explaining it to him. "Now you try," he said sliding his paper back to Omar. Omar nodded and started to do another problem. Chuckie sighed.
"Let's look at this chart shall we," Angelica announced.
"Objection we did not discuss about using visual aids," the other girl said.
"There was nothing stated against it on the assignment Ms. Winters. Considering the topic I would have thought you would have gone a similar route," Mrs. Lawston replied. There was a moment of silence.
"Shall we?" Angelica asked. "Okay so let's look at the-"
"Okay how about now," Omar asked. Chuckie looked over Omars work.
"No... it's wrong look-" After ten more minutes Omar paid Chuckie for his tutoring. They started walking towards the door.
"I'll see you again, thanks for the help," he said and Omar walked away. Chuckie started slowly walking down the opposite direction listening to Angelica's debate echoing down the halls.
"After the high of lust and sexual desire falls what happens next? Oh this is when the good part happens. Emptiness you start to feel like a cheap piece of- I mean used. Soon that love struck puppy starts to seem like a stalker." Chuckie suddenly stopped as he gripped onto his backpack. Suddenly compelled to listen to what Angelica had to say. "You get annoyed and bored when all their faults are magically revealed. Well news flash they were always there. You were just too infatuated yourself to see it."
"Is that Angelica? Yeah do you hear her if she keeps that up she's going to kill everyone's mood before Valentine's Day," a girl said as she passed by him.
Valentine's Day?
"At this point is when we should realize; not saying all because come on this is high school after all, should start to realize "Hey if I'm feeling annoyed at their faults am I really in love?" That's right because a person in love would see their faults and instead of being annoyed would just give a soft sigh of acceptance." Chuckie blinked as he continued to walk away.
What am I doing? When has Angelica been the voice of reason? Those girls are right she's just trying to crush all those peoples dreams. I mean she doesn't even have a boyfriend she's just sour, he thought. Chuckie counted his money he had about fifty bucks enough to get Veronica a nice Valentine's Day present. He walked out of the school with the sound of clapping echoing down the halls.