A/N- You know what I just realized? I suck at shout outs. Seriously. I
kinda ramble. So it's not you. I mean I would put out shout outs. That
is if you want me to. And if you want a crappy one. I feel so incredibly
loved. I come on to my account and the number of reviews went from like 3
to 10 and I was like WOW! I feel loved. I'd break out into song but then
you'd all think I'm a freak. Which sadly enough I probably am. Anyway,
onto the story. Enjoy!
CHAPTER 4
Bonita sat in the library bent over one of her favorite books, The Princess Bride. Her hair fell around her face and she had to constantly brush it out of her face and off her book. Her legs were curled up under her and she had a pen in her left and that she was twirling around in her fingers. Connie walked into the library, not noticing Bonita or her books on the floor, and walked towards a shelf. Because she didn't see Bonita's books on the floor, she tripped over them on her way to the shelf. Bonita looked up to see Connie sprawled on the floor.
"Oh my gosh! Are you ok?" Connie pushed herself up to her feet.
"Oh yeah . . . Bonita! I didn't notice you" Bonita shrugged.
"Sorry I left my books in your way. Connie, are you all right? You . . . you look troubled" Connie sat down in a chair across from Bonita and Bonita dog-eared the page she was on before closing the well-worn book.
"Like everyone on the team is mad at each other. Julie at Portman, Guy at Portman . . . well everyone's mad at Portman. I'm sure he's also mad at us."
"Why? What happened?"
"Julie yelled at him for . . . for . . . for calling you a babe."
"Oh. I'm . . . uh used to it by now. Not that I like it or . . . or anything. But I'm used to it."
"Yeah, well he got mad and things aren't good. I'm also sort of mad at Guy."
"Why? And why does it matter to you. I . . . I don't mean that in a bad way."
"Bonita! He's my boyfriend!"
"Oh! Sorry. I . . . uh I didn't know that. I didn't mean to . . . uh . . . hurt you at all."
"Aw Bonita. You're so sweet" Bonita blushed.
"So, why are you sort of . . . um mad at him?"
"Because he wouldn't tell me something this morning. I think it had something to do with Ava."
"Ava? Ava Hart?"
"That Ava."
"Do you have any idea what? Ava hasn't . . . uh told me anything. All I know is that she likes . . . um Portman."
"She does? Since when? And why would she like that bastard?" Connie spat the last word out.
"Since forever. I . . . I thought you . . . uh knew that. I don't know why" Bonita giggled shyly trying to relieve her embarrassment from having to talk so much. "I try not to . . . uh ask. She talks about him so much that . . . that I never want to bring him up or she'll . . . she will go crazy" Connie smiled.
"I understand. The boys seem really interested in you."
"Well you know that er run in we had in the hall yesterday?" Connie nodded. "I . . . I must have sparked some . . ." Bonita giggled. "Testosterone. It should go away. You should have you team back soon. I . . . uh don't want to cause a problem with people I really don't know. I . . . I mean I know you and Julie but I don't know the guys and I'm kinda . . . intimidated by them."
"You're intimidated by everyone, mostly guys, Bonita" Bonita blushed even more, partially from embarrassment but more from having to say so much, that wasn't to Ava.
"I guess I am. I'm . . . uh sure I'll get over it some day, somehow. Something will happen. Why else would I be here?"
"Why didn't you eat breakfast with us?"
"The guys."
"That's what I thought. They don't bite."
"They don't bite you" laughed Bonita. "Come on Connie. You know how many guys are . . . um obsessed with my looks."
"You're pretty."
"Everyone says that."
"Well it's true. Bonita, you're gorgeous" Bonita's cheeks turned scarlet and her face burned.
"N . . . no I'm not. Anyway. I . . .um wouldn't be surprised if those guys tried to do . . . who knows what to me! Especially that Portman dude. I . . . I don't' trust him" Connie smiled.
"He thinks all the ladies love him."
"Well here's one that doesn't."
"You're great Bonita. You should hang out with us more often."
"I couldn't. You guys have this . . . bond. I . . . uh don't want to be the cause of a . . . er problem. Don't worry about me."
"Ok Bonita. If you want" Connie said slowly. Bonita bit her lower lip and nodded. Connie got up. "I should go" Bonita smiled and gave Connie a little wave as she walked off. Bonita opened her book back up to the page she was on and continued to read. She read about a page before closing it again, her mind was too jumbled with other matters to read. She picked up her books that were on the floor and put them in her denim messenger bag, along with The Princess Bride. As soon as she shouldered the bag she walked out of the library, her jeans swishing against each other as she walked quickly. The tail of her black "Cats" T-shirt that she borrowed from Ava hung over her butt but the rest was tucked in. She made her way to one of the school's gyms. Standing on her tiptoes she peaked in through a window in the door to see the dance team still rehearsing. She smiled faintly as she watched Ava, dwarfed by the other dancers, but just as good or better.
About half an hour later, Ava pushed the doors of the gym open to see her friend sitting up against the wall, writing in her journal. Ava cleared her throat causing Bonita to jump a little and look up.
"Ava! I was waiting for you."
"I noticed" Bonita looked at the frustrated look on Ava's face.
"You're not mad at me, are you?"
"No. Why would I be? You only blew off probably my only chance to ever eat with Portman" Bonita closed her journal and got up with a sigh.
"You're over reacting. There'll be another chance. One day he'll look over at you and say 'Wow! She's beautiful! I wonder if she would humble herself to go to the movies with me?'"
"You really think so?"
"Be an optimist" Bonita said not wanting to tell her friend she highly doubted it.
"I am!"
"Never would have guessed. Not with the mood you're in today."
"Sorry Nita. Why were you waiting for me?"
"It's not that important" mumbled Bonita. "Wanna do something?"
"Sure" shrugged Ava. "What?"
"Well it is Friday. At three they open the rink for free skate" Ava looked at Bonita's watch.
"It's two o'clock. Let's go to the dorm so I can shower then we can go down to the rink. That's a great idea" Bonita blushed. "Come on Bonita. Stop being so embarrassed."
"Ava . . ." Ava laughed.
"What . . .?"
"Race ya!" laughed Bonita as she took off running with her friend hot on her feet. The two friends ran outside and to their dorm laughing. And for the first time, Bonita didn't care what people thought.
CHAPTER 4
Bonita sat in the library bent over one of her favorite books, The Princess Bride. Her hair fell around her face and she had to constantly brush it out of her face and off her book. Her legs were curled up under her and she had a pen in her left and that she was twirling around in her fingers. Connie walked into the library, not noticing Bonita or her books on the floor, and walked towards a shelf. Because she didn't see Bonita's books on the floor, she tripped over them on her way to the shelf. Bonita looked up to see Connie sprawled on the floor.
"Oh my gosh! Are you ok?" Connie pushed herself up to her feet.
"Oh yeah . . . Bonita! I didn't notice you" Bonita shrugged.
"Sorry I left my books in your way. Connie, are you all right? You . . . you look troubled" Connie sat down in a chair across from Bonita and Bonita dog-eared the page she was on before closing the well-worn book.
"Like everyone on the team is mad at each other. Julie at Portman, Guy at Portman . . . well everyone's mad at Portman. I'm sure he's also mad at us."
"Why? What happened?"
"Julie yelled at him for . . . for . . . for calling you a babe."
"Oh. I'm . . . uh used to it by now. Not that I like it or . . . or anything. But I'm used to it."
"Yeah, well he got mad and things aren't good. I'm also sort of mad at Guy."
"Why? And why does it matter to you. I . . . I don't mean that in a bad way."
"Bonita! He's my boyfriend!"
"Oh! Sorry. I . . . uh I didn't know that. I didn't mean to . . . uh . . . hurt you at all."
"Aw Bonita. You're so sweet" Bonita blushed.
"So, why are you sort of . . . um mad at him?"
"Because he wouldn't tell me something this morning. I think it had something to do with Ava."
"Ava? Ava Hart?"
"That Ava."
"Do you have any idea what? Ava hasn't . . . uh told me anything. All I know is that she likes . . . um Portman."
"She does? Since when? And why would she like that bastard?" Connie spat the last word out.
"Since forever. I . . . I thought you . . . uh knew that. I don't know why" Bonita giggled shyly trying to relieve her embarrassment from having to talk so much. "I try not to . . . uh ask. She talks about him so much that . . . that I never want to bring him up or she'll . . . she will go crazy" Connie smiled.
"I understand. The boys seem really interested in you."
"Well you know that er run in we had in the hall yesterday?" Connie nodded. "I . . . I must have sparked some . . ." Bonita giggled. "Testosterone. It should go away. You should have you team back soon. I . . . uh don't want to cause a problem with people I really don't know. I . . . I mean I know you and Julie but I don't know the guys and I'm kinda . . . intimidated by them."
"You're intimidated by everyone, mostly guys, Bonita" Bonita blushed even more, partially from embarrassment but more from having to say so much, that wasn't to Ava.
"I guess I am. I'm . . . uh sure I'll get over it some day, somehow. Something will happen. Why else would I be here?"
"Why didn't you eat breakfast with us?"
"The guys."
"That's what I thought. They don't bite."
"They don't bite you" laughed Bonita. "Come on Connie. You know how many guys are . . . um obsessed with my looks."
"You're pretty."
"Everyone says that."
"Well it's true. Bonita, you're gorgeous" Bonita's cheeks turned scarlet and her face burned.
"N . . . no I'm not. Anyway. I . . .um wouldn't be surprised if those guys tried to do . . . who knows what to me! Especially that Portman dude. I . . . I don't' trust him" Connie smiled.
"He thinks all the ladies love him."
"Well here's one that doesn't."
"You're great Bonita. You should hang out with us more often."
"I couldn't. You guys have this . . . bond. I . . . uh don't want to be the cause of a . . . er problem. Don't worry about me."
"Ok Bonita. If you want" Connie said slowly. Bonita bit her lower lip and nodded. Connie got up. "I should go" Bonita smiled and gave Connie a little wave as she walked off. Bonita opened her book back up to the page she was on and continued to read. She read about a page before closing it again, her mind was too jumbled with other matters to read. She picked up her books that were on the floor and put them in her denim messenger bag, along with The Princess Bride. As soon as she shouldered the bag she walked out of the library, her jeans swishing against each other as she walked quickly. The tail of her black "Cats" T-shirt that she borrowed from Ava hung over her butt but the rest was tucked in. She made her way to one of the school's gyms. Standing on her tiptoes she peaked in through a window in the door to see the dance team still rehearsing. She smiled faintly as she watched Ava, dwarfed by the other dancers, but just as good or better.
About half an hour later, Ava pushed the doors of the gym open to see her friend sitting up against the wall, writing in her journal. Ava cleared her throat causing Bonita to jump a little and look up.
"Ava! I was waiting for you."
"I noticed" Bonita looked at the frustrated look on Ava's face.
"You're not mad at me, are you?"
"No. Why would I be? You only blew off probably my only chance to ever eat with Portman" Bonita closed her journal and got up with a sigh.
"You're over reacting. There'll be another chance. One day he'll look over at you and say 'Wow! She's beautiful! I wonder if she would humble herself to go to the movies with me?'"
"You really think so?"
"Be an optimist" Bonita said not wanting to tell her friend she highly doubted it.
"I am!"
"Never would have guessed. Not with the mood you're in today."
"Sorry Nita. Why were you waiting for me?"
"It's not that important" mumbled Bonita. "Wanna do something?"
"Sure" shrugged Ava. "What?"
"Well it is Friday. At three they open the rink for free skate" Ava looked at Bonita's watch.
"It's two o'clock. Let's go to the dorm so I can shower then we can go down to the rink. That's a great idea" Bonita blushed. "Come on Bonita. Stop being so embarrassed."
"Ava . . ." Ava laughed.
"What . . .?"
"Race ya!" laughed Bonita as she took off running with her friend hot on her feet. The two friends ran outside and to their dorm laughing. And for the first time, Bonita didn't care what people thought.