A/N: New chappie, it's mainly just Carly and Paige bickering, not very interesting I guess, but I hope it's amusing at least, next chapter will be better, I promise...and t's sort of short I guess.
Disclaimer: If I owned House of Wax, Jared wouldn't have died (or at least not first).
"Where did you and Blake go after class?" Carly asked while she followed Paige into their apartment.
"Uh, we left? To go to next class? Duh," Paige explained in an isn't-it-obvious tone.
Carly shot her a look, "You know what I mean." She stated.
"How about no?" Paige answered playfully as she plopped down on the couch. She began removing her shoes and massaging her sore feet while casting a few glances at her friend to show she still had her divided attention.
Carly placed her hands on her hips and stared at the blonde, "I mean, once class ended, you and Blake disappeared leaving me alone."
"Well...technically we didn't leave you alone..." Came Paige's response, "You were with...whatshisface..."
"Wade..." Carly filled in.
"Ah, so whatshisface -"
"Wade," Carly interrupted once more.
"-Has a name!" Paige continued like Carly didn't say anything. Paige then glanced up at her friend smirking slyly. "So, how'd you get his name?"
Carly let out a laugh of disbelief, "You're kidding right? Don't change the subject, why'd you leave so quickly, I mean, what's the rush?"
Paige sighed realizing there was no use trying to distract Carly from the subject. "Fine, there was no rush, we just wanted to leave you alone with..."
"Wade..."
"Yeah, him. So did our plan work?" She asked eagerly.
"What plan?"
"I mean, did he ask you out?"
"You're not serious right?" Carly asked examining her friend's expression; nope, she was dead serious.
"What? It could happen? I mean you did talk to him."
"Yeah, that's it. I talked to him, not make out with him or something. And why the hell would he ask me out? All he knew was that I was 'Miss Jones' until I finally told him my name at the end of the conversation!" Carly exclaimed making quotation marks for emphasis.
"Oh, c'mon, he gave you the answers and not me! Why would he help you only and not me! And you talked to him!" Paige protested with a hint of complaining as she leaned back on the couch.
"I asked him about that, he made a pretty decent point too, that if he helped you it would be noticed, and I only talked to him to thank him!" Carly said frantically while beginning to pace the room, "I still don't get why you think I would ask him out or vice versa!"
"Well, you said it yourself, you talked to him."
"I can't believe you! I know just as much as you do about him! Nothing more, nothing less!" Carly was getting a bit frustrated now, she hated that Paige loved to bug her about every cute or good looking guy she spoke to, it was alright at first, but then it just gets plain annoying.
"Is he a new student?" Paige carried on like she never heard her.
"Well, uh, no, he told me he had a time change," Carly answered turning a bit red realizing the flaw in her logic.
"See, I didn't know that, so you do know more," Paige shot back satisfied, "Did you get his number?" Paige just loved to push the envelope with Carly; it was funny to watch her get upset.
"No," She answered in deadpan.
Paige jutted out her lower lip and pretended to be upset, "Aww, I was hoping he gave it to you so Blake could push him to ask you out."
"I swear if you weren't my friend I'd kill you!"
"Well, there's always Dalton..." Paige teased.
"NO!"
"Well, you got to admit, Wade, or whatever his name is, was pretty cute."
"Fine, I give you that," Carly said turning slightly red.
Paige's mouth fell open in exaggeration, "Ah, is that blush I see? Hmm, you like him!"
"Yes, because all I know is that his name is Wade." Carly replied sarcastically.
Paige entered a small fit of giggles and leaned back on the couch with a satisfied look, "It's so fun to make you mad Carly, you know I'm kidding, alright, I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone now, just next literature class, try and look nicer, because remember, first impressions are everything!"
"Um, this was my first impression," Carly spread out her arms indicating her attire, "so wouldn't the next one be second impressions and mislead him to thinking I am trying to impress him when I'm really just being myself?" She asked.
"Yeah, you had me, but you lost me..."
"Because you weren't paying attention," Carly grumbled, 'not that it's not true or anything, today's questions proved it.' she mentally snickered.
"Don't you have work today?" Paige suddenly asked out of the blue spontaneously forgetting about Carly's non-existent love life with Wade.
Carly nodded and glanced at the clock, 3:25, 'Blake's going to be here any minute to take me to work,' she groaned.
Carly hated her job, being a waitress at the Waffle House, she could summarize her job in two words: it sucks. Weird people entered that place, and Carly's seen some pretty damn strange things in her life; her brother being one of them, but strange things happen in that diner, very odd, unusual and awkward things. Carly shuddered at the memory of an old almost toothless man asking her out on a date, there were some weird people in Gainesville.
"I guess I better get ready and change," Carly said before heading to her room and changing into the dreaded uniform, a pink knee-length skirt that flared out slightly, a white blouse with puffy sleeves, and a pink vest; she felt like she was trapped in the seventies, the style was older than her!
When she finished changing she heard a horn blare, Carly looked out the window and saw a blue Escalade sitting in the parking lot.
"Carly, Blake's here!" Paige called.
"I know, I know, see you later." Carly answered while preparing to leave, Paige was still lounging on the couch, but watching some movie.
"Give Blake a kiss for me."
Carly laughed, "Alright, but I'm not sleeping with him for you,"
Paige rolled her eyes and waved bye as Carly left.
When Carly got to the parking lot, she heard some hip-hop music blaring loudly from the Escalade, she sighed and shook her head, 'Typical Blake,' she thought all too aware of his habits.
When she entered the car, Blake turned down the music, "So, now you're willing to take up my offer on rides?"
Carly raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, "This is different, this is work, not school, you've been driving me to work because it's too far away to walk," She stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Plus the Waffle House is weird..." Blake added as an afterthought.
"Don't you think I know that?" Carly stated while putting her hair in a bun while allowing a few tousles of hair down to frame her face.
"Just saying what's on my mind, which by the way," He paused to get Carly's attention, "Did he ask you out?"
Carly screamed, well, not really, but she wanted too, and then she wanted to bang her head on the dashboard, but instead she moaned in response and the rest of the ride there was in silence.
A/N: Yeah, a bit of a strange way to end a chapter, but hey, couldn't think of anything else, also I realize this chapter was extremely dialoguey/wordy but I promise to change that and start getting more into detail, (chances are when I'm done typing the whole fic I'll revise it to make it sound better once my writing skills improve and repost it) anyways, review please, constructive criticism is always welcomed and embraced.