Chapter 11: School Dance Suck!
The rest of the weekend went by pretty fast. Eventually we gave in and all three of us got wasted. The only thing I could remember at first was being in Sam's house. It was Sunday night around 11:30 p.m. and I had a major headache. I stumbled downstairs for a glass of water. Hold up! How in the world did I make it up to Sam's room? Oh god! This headache is killing me. Walking into the kitchen I saw Brooklyn in there. He was sitting at the bar flashing one of his smiles at me. If I didn't have a hangover I'd beat the crap out of him.
"Your lucky I cleaned this place up before my parents came home earlier." he said smiling still.
"Aren't you talking a little too loud for someone inside a house?" I asked after I took a sip of water from a water bottle in the fridge. Damn that water's strong!
"We get water out of the faucet here. You're drinking straight vodka." he chuckled.
Damn this guy was having too much fun. The first time I get drunk, and he's gotta be there to mess with me. When I can think straight again, I am definitely kicking his ass.
"Oh and by the way. Being drunk also enhances hearing, so its not me whose got a problem." he replied getting up to fix me a real glass of water.
"I hope this is gone tomorrow." I moaned laying my head down.
"So what exactly did you three do this weekend?" he asked innocently "You know before you got drunk."
He he so Brooklyn thought he could play me. I may not be thinking clearly, but I've still got a mouth that works perfectly fine.
"Gee, let's see um….we watched porn, made-out , oh and found your mom's secret stash of fun." I said with sarcasm dripping from every word.
"No way." he said in awe. Obviously the guy hadn't caught on to the sarcasm I'd used on him.
"Yeah that's right no way you freakin pervert!" I somewhat shouted. Big mistake now my headache was coming back again.
The last sentence I said still apparently had not registered because his eyes were still continuing to grow. Was sex the only thing this guy had on his mind? I don't even wanna know what he's thinking.
"Shit she's hot in a thong!" Brooklyn practically shouted.
"Damn" I muttered to myself as I turned around to see Serena walking around in a belly shirt and thong. It was way out of character for her to be even wearing one. A while back she had stated how stupid the things were. Yep she had definitely gotten drunk this weekend. Although that sexy beast of a boyfriend of hers could have talked her into wearing one.
I shook my head at the sight and turned back around. Sure enough Brooklyn was video taping the whole scene. This one I was definitely gonna let him tape because once Darius finds out the guy is seriously going to have to move to another country.
Monday morning came way too soon. My head was still throbbing when I walked into chemistry class. As soon as I walked in I spotted Lisa on my desk again. When was she going to learn? Or maybe she had. Automatically she turned her head and saw me approach, before I was even within ten feet of her she had dashed to her seat. Goooood bitch. I dropped my book bag on the floor and sat down holding my head in my hands.
"You look like you've had a rough weekend." Kai stated with out emphasis on any thing in particular.
"Remind me later never to drink more than twenty-five shots again." I said cautiously laying my head down.
"Tell me you're not serious."
"I think that's how many it was. Then again I lost count quite a few times." I said looking at him.
"Hn. I think you've learned your lesson." he smirked.
"Shut up." I ordered as I laid my head down again and dozed off. Damn. Ow. Pain. Headache worser now. Damn. Him.
Throughout the entire chemistry class I slept what was left of my hangover off. When the bell rang and Kai tapped me on the shoulder to get up I felt a hell of a lot better. Sam had decided not to attend school today, because hers wasn't any better. Serena wound up leaving during lunch so I was on my own. When I reached my locker after lunch there was a pick slip of paper sticking out of it. Opening it up I looked at one of the many School Dance fliers that I'd been forced to look at all day.
"I hate school dances." I muttered as I ripped up the piece of paper and threw it on the floor.
Fumbling through my notebooks I heard Brooklyn come up and open his locker. He paid me no heed as he explained about the sleepover to his friends.
"Oh man, I wish I'd been there." I heard Tyson exclaim.
"Yeah, it sounds interesting. Did you get any pictures or anything?" Ray asked.
"Serena in a thong. Ah I can picture it now." Mystel added.
"So did you see your sister too?" A blonde headed guy named Max asked.
"Fortunately, that's a yes to everything you guys just said and asked. I didn't enjoy seeing my sister cause that's just sick, but yes to that too Max." Brooklyn admitted proudly. "I'm working on making copies, but its gonna cost you guys."
That was the last straw. I'd heard enough. I slammed my locker rather loudly so that my presence was well known. Leaning a lazy hip against my locker I folded my arms across my chest and glared. (I've been hanging around Kai too much.) All the guys took off with the exception of Brooklyn. That's a boy who knows he's in trouble. His back was straight as he slowly turned around to look at me. His usual carefree smile was no longer on his face. It had been replace by a look that said 'oh shit I wish I lived in Iceland right now'. However I didn't give him the chance to turn completely around before I had him pushed against the lockers. With his back to me I proceeded to give him the mother of all wedgies. Trust me by the time I let go, he's not going to have any balls left.
"Oh shit, come on Calypso." he pleaded immediately out of breath.
"Where's the original tape?" I asked pulling harder.
He winced with extreme pain. Right now I've got his Spongebob Squarepants hiked halfway up his back. Was that material ripping that I hear? He He He.
" I don't have it." he said through clenched teeth.
"Where is it?" I asked pulling the boxers up even higher.
A group of girls walked by with looks of astonishment on their faces. But before they had even rounded the corner you could hear them cackling with laughter.
"It's…hidden…in…Kai's……house." he replied barely able to speak.
I pulled his shorts all the way up to his shoulders before letting them go. I smiled as he held himself down there and dropped to his knees. His mouth was in the shape of an 'O' and he couldn't speak.
"Hopefully you've learned your lesson." I replied looking him in the face before walking off.
Brooklyn's P.O.V.
That was down right wrong in so many ways. Right now I can't tell if I'm still a guy. Its all numb down there. I will never make that mistake again. Next time I'll discuss issues like that in the guys bathroom where the chicks can't go. Looking to be sure that no one was watching I took the videotape out of my bag and hid it in my locker. Okay so maybe I had lied about not having it, but I gotta make a living somehow.
Making sure my locker was secure I proceeded to walk/limp down the hallway as best as possible. If anyone ever said that guys can't get atomic wedgies while wearing boxers they're dead wrong. Its going to take all day for me get it out. Oh crap I hope there's something left down there. A solid wall stood in my path from out of nowhere. I looked up into the piercing black eyes of a dangerous looking guy.
"Uh hey Darius…How's it going man?"
"So you're the one that videotaped my girlfriend huh?" he spoke in a menacing tone.
The color drained from my face. A cold shiver ran down my spine. This guy was capable of murder and he knew about what I'd done. I wonder if its too late to move to Iceland?
Tala's P.O.V.
I was sitting in the back of my music class playing on my bass guitar when Brooklyn stumbled in. He was holding an ice pack over his right eye and walked very clumsy like.
"Do I even want to ask?" I said as he sat down in a type of slouch.
He ignored my question at first as he took the ice pack and placed it on his nuts. Several students looked at us strangely as he let out a loud "Ah" sound. Okay……that's just weird. I'm guessing he got beat up by a girl?
"I let my dick think for me this weekend, and now I'm paying for it." he said through clenched teeth.
One day he'll learn. But I guess that his mistakes will eventually somehow make him wise. Keyword somehow. Brooklyn's just one of those guys whose gotta learn the hard way.
"Oh hey, I've got an offer for you Tala." he slowly leaned forward.
"Whatever it is the answer is no." I told him flatly. "I'm not going to end up looking like you."
"Come on. You haven't heard it yet. Just listen to me for a sec."
I'll never be left alone until he says it. "Fine." I sighed "What is it?"
"I've got live footage of Sam, Serena, and Calypso topless. I'm going to make copies and sell them. Do you want one?" he asked with a smile.
Well that explains his injuries. The guy takes forever to learn anything at all. Not only that, but he's absolutely insane to take a chance like that. What would Kai think once he found out? Does he even know?
"Does Kai know about this?" I asked already knowing the answer.
"Well…sorta. See I borrowed his camcorder, he….just doesn't know what I taped." he said shifting his eyes from side to side as if the walls actually had ears.
That's the end of ch.11. I write too damn much for each chapter. Needless to say this one has been shortened at well. I'm such a slacker. smiles and wipes tear from eye I'm so proud of myself. Hope you enjoyed it. Review People!