Fast Times at Hillridge High

I'm updating so soon after my last one because I think Chapter 3 wasn't the best .

OH YEAH! AND I KNOW THAT MIRANDA WAS DRIVING LAST CHAPTER AND I'D SAY'D THEY WERE ONLY IN THE NINTH GRADE! I'M GOING TO CHANGE IT so that where they live, 15 year olds can get their licenses! Okay? Okay!

PARKER'S POV

My favorite class of the day, Spanish. I mean, I don't actually like the class, or even the people in it. They probably all think I'm weird, and I know some of the girls who used to be my best friends talk about what a 'loser' I am. I know that I've changed a lot over the past couple of years, but it's just because for the past year or so, I've been really depressed. I mean, my younger siblings take all of my parents' attention, I have no love life, and everything just generally goes wrong for me. Even the Teas won't let me hang around them anymore. I saw some of them standing together in a group one day after school, and when I went over they just ignored me. So I'm absolutely friendless. And the highlight of my day is Spanish class, because that's the class I have with Gordo.

Gordo and I aren't really friend friends, but he's nicer to me than most people are. And so are Miranda, Claire, and as much as I hate to say it, Lizzie. But not even Lizzie can ruin my ninety minutes of heaven sitting next to Gordo in Spanish five days a week, because she's not in the same Spanish class as us. Ha.

"Hey, Parker." Gordo flashed me a grin as he took his backpack off. "How are you?"

I gave a small smile and answered as I always do, "Fine."

It's hard for me to understand how Gordo can do what he does to me, but whenever I see him, it's like a high higher than anything I've ever experienced. Ecstasy.

Speaking of 'high', now that even the Teas think I'm a loser, the only kind of relief I can get these days is stashed in my parent's liquor cabinet. They have all sorts of dinner parties and stuff with people from their jobs, so I don't really think they keep too much track of how much they have. They must not be, because I've been at it kind of heavily for about the past two weeks. The only time I feel happy is when I'm near Gordo, or after I've had a little something to drink and am thinking about Gordo.

"So, Hawthorne gave us a killer project to do yesterday." Gordo said as we were working on the thick packet of work Hawthorne had given us to complete in only one class period. God, Gordo's soo cute. "You were absent, but, of course, since we sit together, we're partners. Where were you yesterday?"

"Cool." I was elated that by some sort of luck, Hawthorne had put us together on the seating chart, and I got to be his partner on every project. I figured he was asking me where I was yesterday just to be polite. I know he's not really interested, but at least he makes the effort to talk to me. "Oh, I was kind of sick yesterday. A small cold, you know?"

"Yeah." Gordo said and nodded.

Well, I hadn't really had a cold. But I was kind of sick. I woke up at around ten thirty yesterday morning with a horrible hangover, a killer headache. I woke up with my head throbbing in the small room in my closet, and decided there was no need to even try to get up, even though I still could have made lunch and two of my classes, since we're on block scheduling. But I didn't see the point. I mean my parents, who are supposed to be the ones who wake you up and yell at you for being late, probably didn't even notice I hadn't left for school. They leave to drop off Alex and Ami at daycare and then head to work at the same time I leave to school. But they obviously didn't notice the lack of my presence, since they didn't mention it once they did see me later that night.

"So yeah, we're going to have to get together to work on this one." Gordo said. "The Digital Bean, like usual?"

I had to think fast to come up with an excuse as to why we couldn't go to the Digital Bean to work on the project. I mean, every time we've worked together on a project there, Lizzie or Claire or Miranda or any number of Gordo's thousands of other friends show up and steal my time with him. This time was going to be different. I will have Gordo to myslef.

"Oh, yeah." I say in a doubtful voice. "But the Digital Bean is always so crowded and loud, and with all the people around I just get kind of distracted, you know?"

"Yeah, I kind of understand. I'm always seeing someone I know there." Gordo said with an apologetic grin. "So where should we go? My house or yours?"

This was my chance, my opportunity, the golden one I'd been fantasizing about for the longest time. I'd never been to Gordo's house, except for his birthday party in the second grade, when I had no interest at all in him, and don't even remember anything about it except that it was in his (very large) backyard.

"Well, your house." I said, giving an apologetic smile that was totally fake, since I was feeling nothing but joy on the inside. "My little brother and sister would do nothing but annoy us, you know? You have no younger brothers or sisters, right?"

"Yeah, but sometimes I wish I did."

"Don't! You're so lucky you're an only child!" I say, beaming at him. "Siblings are a total pain!"

"Yeah," he said, laughing. "That's what Lizzie always says, because of Matt."

Back to Lizzie. I don't want Lizzie ruining any of my Gordo time, the only time I have just between him and us. Time to change the subject.

"So yeah," I said, faking a cheeriness I didn't feel after being reminded of Lizzie. "We should probably exchange phone numbers, so we can decide which times to meet."

"Yeah, that's a good idea." He said, laughing. "It would really suck if we left without getting each other's numbers, since we really shouldn't waste any time starting on it. We should probabl-"

The bell rang, ending my ninety minutes of paradise, and cutting Gordo off.

"Okay," he said as the bell stopped, and gave me a small smile. We were walking down the hallway toward our next classes. "I was saying, we should probably start working on it like tomorrow afternoon, there's so much to do. Then I can explain what we're supposed to be doing in detail and everything."

"Yeah, that'll be great." I said, and flashed him a grin. "Well, my class is this way. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"See ya."

And I headed down the other hallway to my next class.

I will have Gordo. Lizzie's the only thing between us, but now that I'll be spending more time with Gordo, maybe I can change that. Unless Lizzie tries to horn in on me and Gordo's project time.

Well, the only way Lizzie is finding out about it would have to be through Gordo, because I'm not doing anything to ruin this opportunity.

Oh gosh y'all! I think this was pretty good! Better than chapter 3, anyways! I'm getting more and more back into the story. Pleeeease review so that I can know people are actually reading, and so I can know what you like/dislike about my stories!