A/N-yes it has been a while. I really really like this chapter. It's
happy! If you were getting all upset at Bonita for seeming conceited and
bitchy and everything, this will hopefully change your mind. If it
doesn't, I don't know what will . . . Thank you for your past reviews, yes
Bonita does get better, or else I think she does. And Bonita will never
sink as low as using Fulton NEVER! This is because . . . actually you'll
have to wait to find out why. Bonita's past will hopefully explain a lot
to you guys. And please realize that I SUCK at summaries and please don't
review my summary, please review the story, I spent a lot more time on it
then the summary (and in case you forgot Alice is the editor of the
newspaper). Now that I got that out of my system enjoy!
CHAPTER 9
It had been a week since Bonita moved in with Alice and her roommate, Leslie. The girls were very welcoming and sort of understanding of her. But not all that understanding. Still, nobodies perfect.
"All I'm saying is that you shouldn't have yelled at her" Leslie said, twirling her pencil about in her hand.
"I know" Bonita sighed. "I should have given them both a chance. Instead I yelled at her and let my personal conflicts and problems get in the way. I feel like such a horrible friend."
"You're not" Alice interjected. "You're a caring friend. You just weren't completely understanding of Ava's choice."
"I don't blame you for not trusting Portman" Leslie hoisted herself sown from her bunk. "I was convinced that he was cheating on me half the time we were dating" it was a known fact that Leslie and Portman dated for two months last year. It was also a known fact that after they broke up Leslie dyed her blonde hair bright red and got kicked off the cheerleading squad.
"Thanks for the support guys" Bonita smiled. "I feel better. I've got softball practice in like half an hour so I should probably go" she slung her gear bag over her shoulder.
"Bye Bonita" Alice said, fixing her glasses. Alice was a very pretty girl, just in a different sort of way. She was slightly chunky, but not fat. Her hair was brown and straight, falling slightly past her shoulders. She wore square-round glasses, hiding her storm gray eyes. Even though her shirt was a little tight, it wasn't too tight that it looked bad on her. The rainbow gay-straight alliance shirt showed Alice's liberal views, some making her no too popular around the school. Never the less, Alice was a nice charming girl.
"Bye" Leslie was also pretty, her bright red hair a quarter of the way down her back. Her green eyes were always lively and lined in thick black eyeliner. She typically wore black shirts and jeans, making it hard for some to believe that she was once a cheerleader. Her attitude made it even harder to believe that fact. She was as cheery as her roommate and even more bubbly. Despite their many differences, Leslie and Alice were great friends, and they had the type of friendship Bonita had thought that she and Ava shared.
"Bye" Bonita walked out of the room, a new spring to her step. Things had been rough for the past week but they wee starting to settle down. The only class Bonita had with Ava, gym, had been a bit awkward but she was handling. Bonita smiled at everyone she saw, even guys. Her mood had changed dramatically in the past week. She had even gone as far as to ask a guy what the homework assignment for one class was. Nothing could bring her down except for one thing. The thing she bumped into. Big blue eyes looked into Bonita's chocolate ones and Bonita realized that Ava was crying. No . . . not crying . . . it was more like breaking down into hysterics.
"Bonita!" she wailed throwing her arms around Bonita's neck. "I'm so incredibly sorry!"
"It's ok" Bonita said hesitantly before hugging the small girl back.
"NO! No, it's not!" Ava sobbed. "I screwed up. I shoulda listened to you. You . . . you knew what was going to happen. I was too blind and I . . . I dug myself into that hole. I'm stuck!" Ava cried into Bonita's shoulder, staining Bonita's Blue Man Group T-shirt with salty tears, and Ava's body shook.
"Ava. Ava what happened?"
"He was using me!" Ava screamed her voice cracking. "The bastard was using me! And there I was thinking you were jealous."
"I was jealous. I AM jealous" Bonita admitted. "Not because you were going on a date with Portman but because you can talk to guys" the words Ava had said suddenly hit Bonita in the face. "He was what?!?!"
"Using me" Ava said again, this time with more control. "I overheard him gloating about it. He said he was bored that night and earlier on in the day I had accidentally let it slip to him that I liked him. So . . . he simply used me" Ava let go of Bonita, who had stepped back from her friend in shock of the truth.
"The . . . the bastard!" Ava's eyes widened, hearing the ever so conservative Bonita curse. "The little bastard" Bonita repeated this time with more passion.
"It's no big deal" Ava said quickly, surprised at Bonita's strange reaction. "Do you forgive me?"
"Of course I forgive you. But it is a big deal" Bonita shook her head in disgust. "I know I never exactly told you what happened to me . . . with that guy . . . but I will. As for now, I'm going to do something I should have done a long time ago. Not to Portman but he's the best I've got, the most accessible bastard" Bonita grabbed Ava's wrist and headed down the hall, looking for Portman. Her eyes locked on her target and after letting go of Ava's wrist and dropping her bag, she stormed over to Portman, a look of determination on her face that Ava had never seen before. Before Portman could even blink, Bonita punched him, with such anger, square across the face.
"What the fuck?!?!" he exclaimed, his hand flying immediately to his face.
"That's for what you did to me. This is for what you did to Ava" Bonita punched Portman in the stomach and then in the face again. Portman clenched his stomach in pain. "You mess with my best friend again and after I'm through with you not only will you wish you'd never been born but you'll also wish you were hell because anything will be better then what I will put you through" Bonita spit out. She glared up at Portman, who was still in pain. Sure, he'd been punched before but this girl had some sort of un-seen strength inside of her that all of her anger was channeled right into Portman.
"Shit" he winced.
"Get out of my sight!" Bonita spat out in anger. "Get out of my sight before I hurt you even more!"
"Whatever" Portman stumbled off in pain.
"Bonita!" Ava gasped. "Where did that some from?"
"He's an asshole" Ava winced again, hearing Bonita curse. "Plus, I can't continue being shy. I have to put the past behind me. I . . . I guess I'm not all that shy. I'm just afraid of being hurt again. I can't believe I let him hurt you like that . . ." Bonita shook her head slowly.
"You didn't" Ava cut her off. "You told me not to go, and I didn't listen. Like you just said, put the past behind you. What did happen, anyway?"
"It's a long story, I'll tell you later" Bonita gave Ava a small hug and smiled a little. "I've gotta go, softball practice" Bonita turned and slowly looked up at the figure she had just bumped into. "Oh . . . sorry" she said softly.
"No . . . it's my fault" Fulton responded.
"I'd liked to thank you, again" Bonita said looking at her feet. "For helping me that Friday . . . it was really considerate of you" Bonita glanced up, her cheeks turning a little red.
"Don't' worry about it. I feel kinda guilty actually" Fulton replied. "Is there anything I could do to make it up to you?"
"You mean like a . . . " Bonita swallowed. " . . . a date?"
"You could call it that" Fulton smiled slightly. "How about . . . I dunno. How's ice skating?" Fulton looked up at the ceiling straining for an idea.
"I think I've had enough ice skating to last me a lifetime" Bonita said with a smile. The two of them laughed and Bonita wringed her hands. "There aren't any really good movies showing . . . are there . . .?"
"Laser tag!" Ava said sticking her head up and setting it on Bonita's shoulder. "You love laser tag! Remember that time . . ."
"Ava . . ." Bonita said slowly and with patience in her voice.
"Oh. Right. Sorry" Ava pulled her head off of Bonita's shoulder and backed up a bit away from the two of them.
"So . . . how's laser tag for you?" Fulton asked with a childish grin.
"Laser tag would be great" Bonita said firmly with a huge smile.
"Whoopee!" Ava yelled with a jump from behind them. Fulton and Bonita turned and looked at Ava with looks of half-annoyance and half-amusement. Ava's cheeks turned bright red and all three of them burst into laughter. Things were getting normal . . . whatever that was.
CHAPTER 9
It had been a week since Bonita moved in with Alice and her roommate, Leslie. The girls were very welcoming and sort of understanding of her. But not all that understanding. Still, nobodies perfect.
"All I'm saying is that you shouldn't have yelled at her" Leslie said, twirling her pencil about in her hand.
"I know" Bonita sighed. "I should have given them both a chance. Instead I yelled at her and let my personal conflicts and problems get in the way. I feel like such a horrible friend."
"You're not" Alice interjected. "You're a caring friend. You just weren't completely understanding of Ava's choice."
"I don't blame you for not trusting Portman" Leslie hoisted herself sown from her bunk. "I was convinced that he was cheating on me half the time we were dating" it was a known fact that Leslie and Portman dated for two months last year. It was also a known fact that after they broke up Leslie dyed her blonde hair bright red and got kicked off the cheerleading squad.
"Thanks for the support guys" Bonita smiled. "I feel better. I've got softball practice in like half an hour so I should probably go" she slung her gear bag over her shoulder.
"Bye Bonita" Alice said, fixing her glasses. Alice was a very pretty girl, just in a different sort of way. She was slightly chunky, but not fat. Her hair was brown and straight, falling slightly past her shoulders. She wore square-round glasses, hiding her storm gray eyes. Even though her shirt was a little tight, it wasn't too tight that it looked bad on her. The rainbow gay-straight alliance shirt showed Alice's liberal views, some making her no too popular around the school. Never the less, Alice was a nice charming girl.
"Bye" Leslie was also pretty, her bright red hair a quarter of the way down her back. Her green eyes were always lively and lined in thick black eyeliner. She typically wore black shirts and jeans, making it hard for some to believe that she was once a cheerleader. Her attitude made it even harder to believe that fact. She was as cheery as her roommate and even more bubbly. Despite their many differences, Leslie and Alice were great friends, and they had the type of friendship Bonita had thought that she and Ava shared.
"Bye" Bonita walked out of the room, a new spring to her step. Things had been rough for the past week but they wee starting to settle down. The only class Bonita had with Ava, gym, had been a bit awkward but she was handling. Bonita smiled at everyone she saw, even guys. Her mood had changed dramatically in the past week. She had even gone as far as to ask a guy what the homework assignment for one class was. Nothing could bring her down except for one thing. The thing she bumped into. Big blue eyes looked into Bonita's chocolate ones and Bonita realized that Ava was crying. No . . . not crying . . . it was more like breaking down into hysterics.
"Bonita!" she wailed throwing her arms around Bonita's neck. "I'm so incredibly sorry!"
"It's ok" Bonita said hesitantly before hugging the small girl back.
"NO! No, it's not!" Ava sobbed. "I screwed up. I shoulda listened to you. You . . . you knew what was going to happen. I was too blind and I . . . I dug myself into that hole. I'm stuck!" Ava cried into Bonita's shoulder, staining Bonita's Blue Man Group T-shirt with salty tears, and Ava's body shook.
"Ava. Ava what happened?"
"He was using me!" Ava screamed her voice cracking. "The bastard was using me! And there I was thinking you were jealous."
"I was jealous. I AM jealous" Bonita admitted. "Not because you were going on a date with Portman but because you can talk to guys" the words Ava had said suddenly hit Bonita in the face. "He was what?!?!"
"Using me" Ava said again, this time with more control. "I overheard him gloating about it. He said he was bored that night and earlier on in the day I had accidentally let it slip to him that I liked him. So . . . he simply used me" Ava let go of Bonita, who had stepped back from her friend in shock of the truth.
"The . . . the bastard!" Ava's eyes widened, hearing the ever so conservative Bonita curse. "The little bastard" Bonita repeated this time with more passion.
"It's no big deal" Ava said quickly, surprised at Bonita's strange reaction. "Do you forgive me?"
"Of course I forgive you. But it is a big deal" Bonita shook her head in disgust. "I know I never exactly told you what happened to me . . . with that guy . . . but I will. As for now, I'm going to do something I should have done a long time ago. Not to Portman but he's the best I've got, the most accessible bastard" Bonita grabbed Ava's wrist and headed down the hall, looking for Portman. Her eyes locked on her target and after letting go of Ava's wrist and dropping her bag, she stormed over to Portman, a look of determination on her face that Ava had never seen before. Before Portman could even blink, Bonita punched him, with such anger, square across the face.
"What the fuck?!?!" he exclaimed, his hand flying immediately to his face.
"That's for what you did to me. This is for what you did to Ava" Bonita punched Portman in the stomach and then in the face again. Portman clenched his stomach in pain. "You mess with my best friend again and after I'm through with you not only will you wish you'd never been born but you'll also wish you were hell because anything will be better then what I will put you through" Bonita spit out. She glared up at Portman, who was still in pain. Sure, he'd been punched before but this girl had some sort of un-seen strength inside of her that all of her anger was channeled right into Portman.
"Shit" he winced.
"Get out of my sight!" Bonita spat out in anger. "Get out of my sight before I hurt you even more!"
"Whatever" Portman stumbled off in pain.
"Bonita!" Ava gasped. "Where did that some from?"
"He's an asshole" Ava winced again, hearing Bonita curse. "Plus, I can't continue being shy. I have to put the past behind me. I . . . I guess I'm not all that shy. I'm just afraid of being hurt again. I can't believe I let him hurt you like that . . ." Bonita shook her head slowly.
"You didn't" Ava cut her off. "You told me not to go, and I didn't listen. Like you just said, put the past behind you. What did happen, anyway?"
"It's a long story, I'll tell you later" Bonita gave Ava a small hug and smiled a little. "I've gotta go, softball practice" Bonita turned and slowly looked up at the figure she had just bumped into. "Oh . . . sorry" she said softly.
"No . . . it's my fault" Fulton responded.
"I'd liked to thank you, again" Bonita said looking at her feet. "For helping me that Friday . . . it was really considerate of you" Bonita glanced up, her cheeks turning a little red.
"Don't' worry about it. I feel kinda guilty actually" Fulton replied. "Is there anything I could do to make it up to you?"
"You mean like a . . . " Bonita swallowed. " . . . a date?"
"You could call it that" Fulton smiled slightly. "How about . . . I dunno. How's ice skating?" Fulton looked up at the ceiling straining for an idea.
"I think I've had enough ice skating to last me a lifetime" Bonita said with a smile. The two of them laughed and Bonita wringed her hands. "There aren't any really good movies showing . . . are there . . .?"
"Laser tag!" Ava said sticking her head up and setting it on Bonita's shoulder. "You love laser tag! Remember that time . . ."
"Ava . . ." Bonita said slowly and with patience in her voice.
"Oh. Right. Sorry" Ava pulled her head off of Bonita's shoulder and backed up a bit away from the two of them.
"So . . . how's laser tag for you?" Fulton asked with a childish grin.
"Laser tag would be great" Bonita said firmly with a huge smile.
"Whoopee!" Ava yelled with a jump from behind them. Fulton and Bonita turned and looked at Ava with looks of half-annoyance and half-amusement. Ava's cheeks turned bright red and all three of them burst into laughter. Things were getting normal . . . whatever that was.