Disclaimer- Same as before. The characters are mine, Mineral Town and the farm belong to… them.
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---Hannah---
Spring 3
Me and my best friend, Aimee, were sitting down in the hairdressers that we worked at, Supercuts. My next appointment was supposed to have been here by now. I wasn't looking forward to it, because I knew exactly who it was.
"And here comes Gothgirl, in all of her black-clothed glory…" Aimee whispers into my ear and we fight giggles as Monica walks in.
She steps up to the counter where my mom (the owner of Supercuts, the only hairdressers in Mineral Town) is standing with the appointment book.
"Monica, 10:00, color and cut." Monica says, leaning over and pointing out her name in the book. My mom nods and tells her to take a seat.
"So, Monica? What color was it you're getting it dyed?" I say to her quietly so my mom can't hear.
"Brown, right? Some kind of light chocolate-y color?" Aimee joins in.
I follow with: "Or maybe go back to blond, like you used to be?"
"Yeah, back to platinum blonde, like this!" Aimee takes a strand of her own hair and waves it in Monica's face.
Monica has reached boiling point. She reaches out and grabs the piece of Aimee's hair and a pair of scissors from the table next to her and snips it off.
"Wash my fucking hair." She hisses and throws the handful of blond strands onto the floor.
Aimee inhales deeply, holding her newly-chopped hair. "God, Gothgirl, you're such a little freak."
Me and Aimee take one look at each other and start laughing.
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That's why most people don't like us. Well, pretty much no one likes us. The only ones who do are people who are equally mean as us, and that's a rare few, and then of course each other. It's okay though, because me and Aimee are practically carbon copies. We understand each other deeply and it's good because no one else does.
Well, there is one person, but he's different. Oh, Kyle…
Kyle is one of the nicest people in Mineral Town, and when I'm with him, so am I. I tell him everything, but he's never seen me do something like what happened with Monica. He's heard stories about me, and I've heard his response: "I'm sure that's not true… Hannah's really nice."
But it's never been anymore then that. I'm just nice. I wish it was more, like maybe "Hannah's amazing!" or "Hannah would never do that!". Or "Hannah's beautiful!"…
Oh, how I wish he would say I was beautiful.
But I know he never will.
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Me, Aimee, Kyle, Travis, Joe and Jack are having lunch together at the beach lodge. Travis and Joe don't like me, but they're friends with Kyle and they have to put up with me. Jack doesn't know what I'm like and we're getting on pretty well.
"So, you two have been best friends all of your life?" Jack asks, astounded.
"Yeah, our moms were best friends at college and Aimee's mom moved here, and then when my mom was pregnant she decided to move here too."
Kyle nudges me. "I never knew that."
"I didn't think it was that interesting."
"I think it's really cool." He says.
My heart skips a beat. I try to say thanks but I've lost my voice.
"So, Aimee, did you get a haircut or something?" Travis says.
We look at each other nervously. After the thing with Monica, I gave Aimee a trim to even the damage.
"Uh, no…" she says, playing with her napkin and not making eye contact.
"That reminds me of something I heard before." Says Joe. "Monica says you two were picking on her when she went in to get her hair dyed today."
"Not true." I say hurriedly.
Kyle nods. "Yeah, I'm sure that's not true. Hannah's really nice."
There it is again.
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Spring 4
We're at the Beach Lodge again today, but this time it's just me, Aimee, and Nina, who joined us a few minutes before. We're just watching Nina's brother, Kevin, with her best friend, Lucy.
Nina takes another sip of her coke, an angry look appearing on her perfect face. "It's not fair."
"What's not fair?" I ask to this.
"It's not fair that Kev goes crazy when I even talk to guys, but then he's allowed to plainly flirt with my best friend. Actually, it's not just unfair. It's stupid."
"I'm sure it's just 'cause he's your older brother, he feels like he has to protect you."
"I know, but it's also that Lucy... well, she's my best friend and all, but I mean… she's a slut, isn't she?"
Me and Aimee look at each other. We're thinking the same thing: Nina doesn't exactly hold out either.
She knows what we're thinking too. "Yeah, I know. But I'm not exactly Lucy, am I?"
This is true. There is one very big difference between Nina and Lucy, and it is that Lucy never, ever, has fun. Except when she's with Kevin, although she only shows it because, well, he's a few years older then her, and he's cute. She's also the only person who is considered as mean as us, because she is pretty horrible. Nina, on the other hand, is a fun-lover, and is accepted by everyone because she's so nice. Which means that even though Lucy is clearly prettier (and it's hard to be prettier then Nina, but she has it), everyone likes Nina.
There is one person who likes Nina more then everyone else, and that's Steve. Steve has been obsessed with her for ages, and of course everyone roots for him to get her, just because they are perfect. However, Nina doesn't understand, and no matter what anyone says, she thinks it's a joke and that she and Steve are just friends. And Lucy doesn't help, considering that she always insists that pretty girls get older guys.
"No one is quite like Lucy." I say, and then I look up to see Kyle and Jack heading over to us.
Jack grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet. "Get into the game, Hannah!" he yells and starts dragging me over to the pitch.
"No, I'm fine." I protest and try to get free from him. Then Kyle takes my other hand.
"No! We're forcing you to!" he says. I have suddenly lost my voice again after taking one look at him. Except now Nina has stepped up and pinches him.
"Get off her Kyle!" she demands, and Kyle actually listens to her. Jack also lets go, but then him and Kyle briefly look at each other, then leap over and give Nina a nudgie. When they stop, she quickly pats her hair down and gives them both the finger. They laugh and walk away.
"Guys our age are so immature." Of course, Lucy has just appeared and is giving us her opinion.
"Luce, we're just having fun. Loosen up a little."
I laugh, just because people don't come much looser then Lucy, but in a different way.
Lucy shrugs at us, and turns to go back to Kevin, but he's moved right in behind her. He pushes her over into the sand and she bursts out laughing. Anyone with ears can tell how fake it is though.
Nina locks eyes with me, then we both look at her brother and best friend playing in the sand. She walks away without another word. There's something that's really upset her, and I can't figure out what it is. I run after her.
"Nina, are you okay?"
"It's so stupid. So, so stupid."
"I know it's really upsetting for you that your brother can be pretty unfair to you, but... that's what he does."
"I'm gonna give him something to worry about." She's walking over to a group of the guys, looking pretty pissed off, and I know she's about to do something stupid. She grabs Kevin's best friend, Martin, then yells out "Kevin!".
Her brother looks up from the beach and pushes Lucy away, seeing what's going to happen.
Nina plants a big kiss on Martin's lips and only stops when Kevin pulls her free. He yells a blue streak of swears at her, but she just stands there, unaffected.
Martin starts talking to the group again. This isn't a new thing around here, the feud between Nina and Kevin. We all know that by tomorrow, they'll be over it and will be back to just brother and sister again.
Yeah, by tomorrow, things will be back to normal.
And right now, I could see Alex flirting with that girl Lyn's boyfriend. As town bitch, it was my right to tell everyone.
This is the cycle of Mineral Town, a place built on lies, anger and drama. And sometimes people like to keep that little cycle going so they can sit back and laugh at the consequences.
People like me.