Cindy smiled as she looked out the classroom window; it was a beautifully clear day. They were only hours away from being dismissed from Retroville High School for the very last time. She was excited for a new school, a new life, and was regretting nothing but...
Jimmy walked into the room, closely followed by Sheen and Carl. Libby looked up from her CDs and waved Sheen over. The other two followed, shrugging that they had no where else to go before class.
"Heyyyy!!!" Libby said, eying her boyfriend. Boyfriend? They're practically married. Cindy refrained from rolling her eyes.
"Hey baby! You're lookin' especially Lib-alicious today!" Sheen said, kissing the red-faced Libby.
"I hate when you call me Lib-alicious, Sheen. So... aren't y'all excited for finally gettin outta here?!"
"Very excited... I can't wait to ditch these dimwits that make this seem like kindergarten." Jimmy eyed the rest of the students, none too discreetly. "Besides, Retroville is starting to become a drag... nothing to do, no one to see... all of our old hangouts are worn out, nothing's exciting anymore..."
Cindy sighed, and turned to look back out the window. You can come see me anytime. I could make things more exciting around here...
"You okay Cind?" Libby gave Cindy a slightly concerned face.
"Yeah, yeah.. I'm fine," Cindy replied, snapping out of her reverie and facing her friends again. "Just thinkin about what Jimmy said. I think I'll miss the place though..."
"Err... sorry-" Jimmy began, but was cut off.
"CINDY! Come over here, angel doll!" Cindy shuddered. She hated him so much. Jimmy was apologizing to her, not something new since their truce in middle school but still... and he had to show up. Her boyfriend. Nick.
Libby gave her a sympathetic look as Cindy stood up to walk over. You don't know the half of it. She hoped none of them noticed her tremble as she stepped.
"Hello, Nick. Uhh.. how are you?"
"Perfect, now that you're here." He winked at her. All she wanted to do was run somewhere safe. She peered at her friends chatting nonchalantly. She wished Jimmy would come over, tell Nick to shove off, hold her gently in his arms, and tell her everything would be alright. Instead, Nick aggressively wrapped his arm around her hips, forcing her next to him with painful abruptness. "Aren't you happy to be here with me?"
Cindy noted his tone. He only wanted one answer, and she couldn't imagine what he would do if she said otherwise. "Of course."
"That's what I thought. So, baby, what do you want to do tomorrow?"
Nothing. I never want to do anything with you. "It's our sixth month anniversary..."
"Hmmm, so you want to do something special? Anything in mind babe?"
I didn't say I wanted to do anything. Nevermind anything "special". Did I say I wanted to do something special? No. "Ummm... how about a movie?"
At this point, she noticed Jimmy heading towards them. Is my wish coming true? He continued his steady pace as Cindy stirred with hope.
"A movie? That's not special... Don't you want to do something...special?" He stressed the word special, making Cindy feel uncomfortable. He was touching her in one too many places, and she just wanted him to let go of her. No. I don't want to do anything with you. Ever. Her eyes followed Jimmy as he came closer and closer. Then she realized... he wasn't slowing. Doubt built up in her as she watched him walk right past them, and out to the lockers. She felt anger rise in her. How could she have expected something that outrageous to happen? "...Dinner?"
"Hmmm... Dinner... a movie... then my place... sounds good to me. I'll pick you up at 6:30. Sharp. Don't be late." His grip tightened on the last few words.
Cindy recalled what happened last time she was late... His place? Oh god... the things he could do.. At least his parents will be there. He wouldn't do anything with them there, would he? They will be there, right? "I don't think I can go to your pl-"
Before she could finish, Nick forcefully kissed and shoved her towards her own seat. She noticed everyone sitting in their seats, and the door slamming behind the teacher's back.