Blue Eyes and Minute Maid

It was Friday and I was happy. School was almost over for the week, just a few more hours of hearing useless information. I swear this day was one of the bests in my life.

It was lunch time and I was ready to chow down. Stokley was nowhere to be seen then it hit me, she was out of town for the week. I instantly thought "Damn". I refused to eat my lunch with Stan, because I'd fear he'd try to show me off to all his friends and try to make me say one nice thing about his lovely girlfriend, Delilah. I would not eat with Delilah, period end of discussion. Zeke, no way, I didn't even know where the hell he was. Probably doing or selling his scat and trying to sell porn. So I just wandered to the bleachers on the football field.

I saw a boy sitting up top there eating his lunch, looking lonely. I thought why not why join him, he looked miserable. I gingerly walked up behind him and said "Can I sit here." His whole head turned toward me, his blue eyes looked up. He said I could and he said it rather quickly. I looked at him, smiled, and said thank you. It was silent for about five minutes then I decided to talk.

"Um, how are you?" I asked turning red. That is one of the worst lines to start a conversation.

"Fine and you?"

"I'm doing ok. I am just getting used to the school and all."

"You're new here?" he asked with his beautiful blue eyes staring at me.

"Yup, I just moved up here from Texas. My dad wants to be closer to his brother Brandon Rosado."

"Isn't that Stan's dad?"

"Unfortunately, so now I just live a block away from my very annoying cousin." "Speaking of Stan" he said looking over me "here he comes."

"Oh happy day!" I said in dripping in sarcasm. "Hey anyway what's your name?"

"Casey Conner."

"I noticed you have a." then I got interrupted.

Then Stan came and looked at me in disbelief. Then he turned and looked at Casey. He opened his mouth like he was gonna speak then he pointed at Casey like he was nothing more then a piece of trash.

"Karyn, what the hell are you doing talking to loser like that!" he demanded.

"What loser?" I questioned.

"Um, I better go now. Karyn he's talking about me." Casey said shyly.

"No Casey, you stay here. My pompous cousin has NO right to talk to you like that!" I nearly yelled. "Apologize now Stan." I demanded fiercely.

"No, now come on. Karyn you don't wanna hang with losers, why don't you hang with cheerleaders like..."

"That would be a cold day in hell, Stan. Cheerleaders have nothing better to do then turn on all those horny sons of bitches on during the game. Bye Stan." I said storming off.

Then I turned around and looked at Casey and yelled "Don't worry Casey, I'll talk to you later!" As I walked near the school door I thought I could see a smile on his face.