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Chapter 9

A week later...

~Lilly's POV~

I covered my mouth in order to stifle my yawn in both boredom and just plain old tiredness. I hate English. I mean, yeah I speak it, that pretty much all I need to know. Not nouns or how to- never mind. Its just boring.

At least lunch is in a couple minutes. I always look forward for lunch. There really is no other reason other than the fact that I actually have friends who are awesome at conversations. And whenever I'm with them, I always laugh.

My teacher hisses when he sees the clock. "Shit... Looks like we're out of time. Next week I will give you your outline for your essay that will be due before spring break which is in about two or three weeks. Do not slack off on this. Some of you need the points."

Everyone began to pack, except me. I always wait for everyone to leave to start packing, and I have no reason for it...I just do. The bell rings soon after everyone finishes, so I begin to pack my notebooks and folders in my bag.

"Have a good weekend." My teacher called after everyone left.

"Have a good weekend, Mr Johnson." I said before leaving, and heading to my locker.

I did what I usually do, clutch my binder to my chest and walk with my head down. I always pass Lindsay and she always tries to push by me. I never give her the chance though, I always move a side.

In a change of events, I get to my locker without any pushing or shoving. April seems late and I pray that she's here today. I get everything in that shit locker then hang my bag on the hook, shutting the locker door.

"Lilly," I heard Giselle's voice.

I turned and saw her with three other people. One that I kind of recognized, and two who were switching their food.

"Hey, what's up?" I said.

Giselle pushes the girl that I recognize in front of me. "You remember Emily, right?"

I nodded, "Yup, now I do. She's in my P.E class."

Emily waved, "Hi..." She said rather shyly.

Giselle smiled at us, "She a dancer." She smirked.

"Keep it in your pants dude." I chuckled.

"No promises." She turned to the other girl, "This girl is Monica."

She had red hair, bright red hair. It was the first thing I noticed on her. The second thing I noticed was her clothing, she wore a black shirt with a whole bunch of patterns it had the word 'Slipknot' on it. I've heard of that band...

"Is this the girl you always talk about?" She asked pointing at me. Giselle nodded. "Oh... Lilly, hey."

"Um, excuse me. Why am I the last person to be introduced? If anything Emily should have gone last, since she remembers her." The one boy said. He then pushed everyone out of the way and held out his hand in front of me. "Charmed." He said as I grabbed his hand.

"You're such a diva." Giselle sighed.

"Wait! What do you mean I should go last?"

My first impression of this guy, not to be judgmental, but that he was very flamboyant. Which is a good thing in my eyes. He seemed...and for some reason I hate to say

it, gay. From his style, down to his feminine voice. Not that that's a bad thing. Then again, I shouldn't make any sudden judgments.

"Well, here you go. These are my people," Giselle chuckled.

"It was nice to meet you guys." I said, before they all left, except Giselle.

"So I'm glad to see you guys get along. Oh, I have something to ask you...but I have to get the courage to first." She said, rubbing the back of her head.

"Well you can tell me anything dude. I don't bite...that hard at least." I said with a smirk.

"Oh really?" She asked, a brow raised. "Well that gave me enough courage." She crossed her arms over her chest. "I was wondering... I was hoping... Well, if you can you don't have to... I was just-"

She was looking down, so I lifted her face. "You don't have tell me right now. You can still back out."

She cleared her throat. "Um, yeah... Sure." She was about to leave, when she turned back. "Can I have a a hug please?"

I smiled, "Like you need to ask." I wrapped my arms around her neck and hugged her. Her arms hesitantly wrapped around my waist, but soon she sighed and her arms tightened. When I felt like she was ready to break free, I pulled away.

"Okay..." She said, her cheeks red. "Um...bye." She said before leaving.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, "What in the hell was that?"

I began to open my locker. "What are you talking about?"

April crossed her arms over her chest and smirked, "Maybe your cousin is right? Someone might like some p-"

"Do not even go there Missy." I interrupted, finally opening my locker. "I am straight as a...a...pencil!"

April chuckled, "Yeah, one of those pencils that are...flexible." She moved to my side and began to open her locker

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah whatever. Is Irma here?"

"She should be. Why?"

"Just wondering." She opened her locker and placed her things in it. "Its been a busy week."

"It has. Its because of spring break. Everyone is worried about their grade because after spring break...it goes down." April shut her locker door and sighed. "I'm flunking trig..."

"What? You're a fucking genius, why are you failing?"

April grunted, "I don't get it! And the teacher is shit and every time I think about it I..." She groaned.

I sighed, "Ask Donnie."

"I have! But I just..." She turned around and rested her head on the locker. "I hate my life..."

"Welcome to the club."

April chuckled, "What?"

"The club where teens of all sorts of shapes and sizes and colors go to because they hate their life, are lonely, or are just about to go crazy." I joined that club a long

time ago.

"Holy crap... We should make a club like that." April blinked.

I chuckled. I was stressed too, I had school work I needed to balance, a dance show I had to practice for, and my mom and John's shit I had to put up with. I didn't really have a stress reliever until I remembered what I used to do to calm my nerves and such. "Oh god, I need to get laid." I rubbed my forehead and sighed.

"What...?"

My eyes suddenly widen, "Did I just say that out loud?"

April laughed, "Uh... Yeah..."

I rub my eyes, "Well, now that I see your reaction, I'm glad I said it."

April placed her back to the locker and slowly slid to the ground. "Oh...I'm going to have to take it next year again. I'm such an idiot."

I sat right next to her, "Dude, we all make mistakes. And plus its just high school. And you're in trig...a lot of people can't do that."

"You can..."

"Barely. Truth is...I google all my answers. My teacher doesn't even look to see if my homework is right she just stamps it either way."

April whines, burying her face in my shoulder. Poor girl..."April, you're gonna be okay."

April pulled away, "Hey...can I ask you something? And feel free to not answer."

I nodded.

"I don't know if its the hormones because I'm close to having my...my.." April had a hint of blush on her checks.

I giggled, "So its almost that time of the month and you're feeling a bit...horny?"

April looked at me with a horrified expression, "Well, when you put it like that!" After she calmed herself and I stopped giggling, she finally got the courage to ask me whatever she was going to ask me. "You're not...a virgin right?"

"No. I'm not. Why? You curious?" I smirked, my eye brow raised.

April shrugged, "I mean..."

"Well, if you really want to know." I sighed. "It's not fun the first couple of times. But after a while... It's unlike anything you've ever experienced."

April pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them. "I figured."

"April, don't be embarrassed. You're a teenager. Most teens think about sex almost all the time. I know I do. So don't be afraid to ask me any questions."

"Hey guys," Irma said, a trigonometry book in her hands.

April groaned, "No... Why would you do such a horrible thing?"

Irma smiled and slowly sat down. "I'm sorry...?"

I rolled my eyes, "She's talking about your trig textbook. She's failing trig."

"Why would you say that?"

I gave her a small push, "Calm down. You're going to do fine. At least it's Friday."

Lunch went on like that. Like it always was. Only this time it had more laughs than anything. When the bell rang April slumped over to Mr. Bostwick's room, she didn't even wait for me. I gave Irma a hug and said good luck. Then, I went to my locker.

Someone slammed their fist right next to my locker, causing me to nearly piss myself. I looked and glared at David. "The hell is your problem! Do you want me to fucking die!"

David chuckled, "Sorry, I just came here to talk to you."

I rolled my eyes, "I have to go to class. Can we do this sixth period?"

Before I could leave, he grabbed my arm. "It can't wait."

I sighed, "Let go." I ordered. He slowly let go of my arm. "Fine, but I'm going to have detention because of you."

David sighed, "Okay, remember when I said I liked you? Well, I told Lindsay..."

I nodded. "I know." You also told her that I like you. Which is a complete lie!

"Oh... Well, I only told her because now she won't mess with you."

I narrowed my eyes in confusion, "What do you mean?"

He scratched the back of his head, "She doesn't mess with the people I'm into. So I sorta told her that you liked...me too."

I scoffed, "Why would you do that?"

He backed away, "You mad?"

"Yes I am. You don't get to tell anyone how I feel because those are my feelings. My own. You don't get to tell everyone that I-" The bell rang. I looked and saw one the

security teachers or guards, eyeing me and David like a hawk. I sighed, "I got to go."

He grabbed my arm again, "Wait, what were you going to say?"

"What?"

"What were going to say before the bell rang?"

I sighed, "David..."

"Lilly," he began. "Can you go out with me? On a date? I know no one does that but I want to get to know you better."

My heart dropped, I was speechless. I began to think fast, probably too fast. I was listening to my brain which told me no! He was a nice guy but an asshole underneath. But instead I listened intensely to my heart which was telling me yes. But only because I felt bad for him. I mean, to like a girl like me... I don't know, something has to be wrong with you because I am soo needy.

I sighed, "David, I have to think about it. I'm really busy. I also have to get to class. So can you let go of my arm before I take yours off with my teeth."

He immediately removed his hand and placed it in his pocket. "Sorry..."

"I'll think about it. It's not a 'yes' but it's not a 'no'. To be honest, I do not see what you see in me." I scoffed, turning and leaving.

"Do I at least get a hug?" He said.

Oh hell no. This puts me in the position where if I do hug him, it's leading him on and if I don't I'm a horrible person. But, to be honest, why the hell should I care?

I turned, "No, go to class." I hear him chuckle, and roll my eyes.

The nerve of some people.

The rest of the day was boring, I had to serve my detention after school, cleaning the room. I practices so hard in dance, yet I couldn't concentrate because I felt like I had eyes on my the entire time. And yeah, dancers are always watched because they dance, but no. These eyes weren't the 'watching-with-awe' eyes, these were the 'watching-through-your-bathroom-window' eyes. Whenever I would turn David would always look away.

What was he expecting? Some cliche moment where we both look into each other's eyes and something in the air shifts. Yeah, no. Instead I would always glare at him, or whisper for him to pay attention. At that moment I was so not going on that date with him.

After school, I walked to Mr. Bostwick's room. I didn't even bother getting anything from my locker. Fuck it! I'm not doing homework...

When I entered Bostwick's room, the first thing I noticed was Giselle arguing with him about some work or extra credit or something. As soon as she took a moment to breathe, I cleared my throat.

"Giselle, chill... You should really respect your elders."

Bostwick clapped his hands, "Thank you. Your opinion is very much appreciated."

I chuckled, "You're welcome Mr. Bostwick."

Giselle growled, "You are so lucky you're my very good friend. Or I would so kick your ass."

"Language..." Mr Bostwick appointed.

Giselle rolled her eyes, "It's not even school."

"But you are in my classroom."

I sighed, "Okay, Mr. Bostwick... What do you want me to do?"

"Just put the desks in order and pick up that garbage. And please, make class your number one priority, not your boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Giselle asked. "You... You have a boyfriend?"

I rolled my eyes, "No, I don't."

Giselle sighed, "Then who is he-"

"Hey, Giselle... No talking to the trouble maker." Mr. Bostwick interrupted.

"I'll tell you later. I was just talking to a guy. No biggie."

Giselle grabbed my hand, "Lilly, go out with me!"

I blinked, I did not just hear what I think I heard did I? "Uh..."

Giselle quickly backed away, "Um... Like...a date."

Holy shit... "Are you...?"

Giselle looked down, "Yeah..."

Holy shit. This is happening! I am being asked out by a girl. "Giselle...I'm not-"

"I know. Sorry... Nothing wrong with asking though, right?" She chuckled.

I suddenly felt bad. I felt like an asshole. Why? Because she was looking so sad and I just don't think I can't do that to her heart. I don't know if I should do this. But I'm

gonna.

"Tell you what... Can I accept the date? And if nothing happens, we can still be friends. Like, better than what we are now?"

Giselle looked at me. Her eyes shifting, showing me that she was thinking. "Sure... I'll give you the...date."

I nodded, "Great, and hey...don't be embarrassed. It's just a date."

Giselle waved her hands, "It's not that I'm embarrassed it's just that...you're the first girl I ever asked out and so I'm so nervous."

First? I'm her first? I've never been anyone's first. Wow... "You don't have to be nervous. It's just me."

Giselle chuckled nervously, "You see, that's kind of the...problem. It's you..."

There was a moment of silence between us. I have never been told that before. For a moment when her nervous, shy eyes locked with mine, I felt weird. Something I haven't really felt. Something new. It was rather calming.

I sighed, "Giselle, that's really sweet."

Giselle looked at her feet, "Um, you got a number or something I could use to contact you?"

I sighed, "Sadly, the only thing I have is a pen, paper and a pigeon I could send you."

Giselle laughed, "That's why I like you." She chuckled. "Always happy." And with that, she walked out and left.

Always happy... She thought I was always happy...

For some reason, I don't even know why, but I was over thinking that one thing. Always happy? Me...? That sounded...weird.

I finished cleanings Bostwick's room a couple minutes after Giselle left. After that, Bostwick kept me in a couple more minutes to help him organize some papers and some graded work. After all that he offered me a ride home and I joked telling him not to be creepy. He was starting to be one of my favorite teachers. Plus, he was easy to talk to.

I was on my way home, literally almost to the front step when I felt the little phone in my pocket began to ring. It was a cute catchy tune.

I pulled it out and saw April's name.

I smiled, "Hello?"

"Are you home?" April whined.

"I'm almost there. Bostwick held me in to organize some papers and clean the room. I deserved at least five bucks, but sadly with those child labor laws and all..." I rolled

my eyes.

April laughed, "Those do prevent him from doing anything illegal."

"Yeah... So what's up?"

"Well it's Friday and Mikey and I want you to come over."

"Please!" I heard Mikey shout in the background. "I miss you!"

I laughed, "Awe, I'm guessing that was him."

April sighed, "Yeah. You don't have to come over. We'd just prefer it."

"Well, what's in it for me?"

"We got pizza."

I smiled, I haven't had pizza in so long! "What kind?"

"Well, I have cheese and pepperoni and Mikey has... Something gross."

"Hey! It's not gross..."

I chuckled, "As long as you're willing to pick me up. I'll be by my house."

Aprils groaned, "Ugh, fine I'll come pick you up."

"Seeya soon." And with that, I hung up and went home to wait for April.

"And then he asked me out. Which is funny. He makes up a lie to the one person that hates me the most and then expects me to be like nothing happened." I complained with a mouthful of cheese pizza as I sat in the middle of the Turtles' main room, while Donnie, Leo, Mikey and April listened. April's laptop quietly played rock music in the background which to me, create an awesome environment.

"What did you say? Please tell me you said no..." April whined.

"I didn't say anything. I told him I'd think about it." I said.

Mikey shook his head, "Don't trust him. He's...no bueno. That means not good."

I smiled, "I know. I'm don't trust him." I took another bite of pizza, "But then I went to do my detention or whatever, and I found my friend, Giselle there. I told her briefly about David and she freaked out. And then..." I stopped. I stared down at my pizza. Man, this thing was greasy.

"Then what?" April asked.

I chuckled softly, "She asked me out."

"Wait, what?" Mikey said.

Leo chuckled, "What a game changer."

"I did not see that one coming." Donnie laughed.

April stood up suddenly, "I knew it! I told you she was gay! I freaking knew it!" She yelled proudly, pointing at me.

I pointed back at her. "You said I was gay!"

"No, I implied it. And I don't think you're gay, I think you're bi."

I rubbed my forehead. The next part is not gonna make her ever shut up then.

"What did you say?" Donnie asked.

I covered my face when I felt my face become insanely hot.

April suddenly gasped, "Holy crap! Two for two! I was right again! You are bi! I am awesome..."

"I am not bi! At least... I never went out with a girl. Let alone had a crush on one." I hurriedly said.

"Exactly, how could you know if you've never had a crush on one!"

Mikey stared at us blankly before shaking his head. "I'm confused. What's gay?"

I stared at him, "How old are you, Mikey?"

Leo chuckled, "We've never really used that word before. We didn't really have a reason too so he doesn't know the term for it."

"Yeah... And I'm 15 by the way." He said, sticking his tongue out at me.

I laughed, "You act like you're five." I stuck my tongue out at him.

Donnie turned to Mikey, "Being gay is a guy liking another guy or a girl liking another girl, Mikey."

"Oh. I knew that happened I just didn't know there was a word for it."

I smiled at his innocence, "What did you think it was called?"

He shrugged, "I don't know. Love? Or something..."

I pouted, "Awe, that's so cute."

Mikey grinned, "I know I am."

I heard a chuckle coming from behind the sofa and saw Raph walking towards us, with a big smirk on his face. This is literally the first time that I have seen him since I've

been here. And I've been here for about two or two and a half hours. He is not getting in my good side anytime soon.

"Mikey is no where near cute." He chuckled, throwing himself on the couch.

He's very rude.

"Where've you been, Raph?" April asked.

"In my room. I didn't really feel like taking about boys."

This little butthole... And me, being the pussy that I am, just staying silent... I should be yelling at him!

April rolled her eyes, "We weren't just talking about boys." She smirked at me. "We were talking about girls too." She wiggled an eye brow.

I rolled my eyes, "Straight..." I sang.

"Not for long..." She sang, walking towards me. "Want some more pizza?"

I handed her the plate that was right next to me, "Yes please... Even though I'm not done with this piece."

April left to go get some.

Shit, now I'm alone with these guys and nothing to talk about. I can't just sit here in silence while everyone just waits for me to talk, and I know that's exactly what they're doing. I'm being pressured by my own mind. I have to think of something so things won't be so awkward.

"So you lean towards girls, huh?" Raph asked out of no where.

"Raph..." Leo warned, shifting his position. "That's none of our business."

Raph held up his hands, "It's just a harmless question."

"Yeah well, nothing you say or do is just harmless." Donnie huffed, crossing his arms.

I sighed, "It's okay guys. No, I'm straight." I took a bite out of the pizza and focused my attention on the way the cheese was slowly stretching down.

I suddenly remembered something, "How's Splinter?"

Everybody suddenly became attentive.

"Why?" Raph asked.

I shrugged, "I haven't seen him. And I just wanted to see if he's good. Like healthy...or alive."

Donnie chuckled, "He's good. And very much alive."

"That's good. Tell him I'm still going to bring him that frame I owe him."

Donnie waved his hands, "No need, I fixed the glass on the other one. It's good as new."

"Nah, my pride won't just give it up like that. I have to get him one." I huffed.

Donnie smiled, "Well, okay... You still don't have to. But if you're going to, get something that's sturdy."

I chuckled, "You got it."

April skipped her way over to where I was sitting and handed me one of the plates in her hands. "Here you go, now what were we talking about. Oh yeah, you not being

straight."

I rolled my eyes, "Can we not talk about that? I don't want anyone to be...uncomfortable."

April looked at everyone's faces, "I don't see anyone being bothered, but okay."

I nodded, "Let's talk about your grades."

April growled, "That is a low blow Aguilar..."

I shrugged, "I wouldn't mess with me if I were you."

"I could so take you."

I chuckled, "You think that physical pain is what I'm taking about. Uh-uh, when it comes to fighting you can be as tough and strong on the outside, but it's the mind I go after. Like...weaknesses."

April blinked, "Oh...that's actually really smart. I wonder what you have in store for Lindsay."

Mikey pointed at April, "Lindsay is that one girl who's mean."

I nodded, "Yes, very mean... I have nothing for her. She's not worth it."

"Oh, that's the girl that messes with you. And that used to mess with April." Raph said.

"That's exactly who it is." I chuckled.

"Oh, she's kind of a...a.."

"Bitch." I spat. "Oh... I shouldn't have said that."

"I would have so thanks. Then I would have gotten in trouble."

I smiled, "Well, she is."

"Like Regina George." April huffed. "But like...multiplied by 20. She will find things that bother you and use them against you."

"So her and Lilly are the same." Raph said.

I shook my head, "Hey... We are nothing alike." I was just starting to like you dude...I'm changing my mind.

"Well the way you guys fight." He shrugged.

"Nope. Nothing alike. Period."

"Well, technically... You never know. You too could like the same music or have the same life."

For some reason, I found that strangely funny. So I started to chuckle, but soon that turned into a full on laugh. I didn't think we had the same life, in fact I knew we were completely different. So...it's a joke to me that someone would think that. "Lindsay? Me?" I laughed.

"It wasn't a joke."

I took it as one butthole. "Oh... Well it sure sounded like it to me because...I think she wouldn't last one day in my shoes. Most adult women would go crazy if..." I stopped. Where was I going with this conversation? I didn't know but I kind of wanted it to stop.

"Well, you don't know."

I sighed. Yup, this is going to go no where. "Look, I do know. I've met people like her. She's privileged. I'm not. She has parents that only fight with her because of her boyfriend. She said it herself. I guess she has problems but all I'm saying is that-"

"Your problems are bigger than hers?" He interrupted.

I clenched my jaw. Take a deep breath Lilly, take a deep breath... "No, if I could've finished, I was going to say how she has problems and I have problems. But." I snap making sure my voice was loud and everyone knew I was bothered. Or to be more frank, pissed. "Those problems are definitely not the same. Kay?"

For a moment, that moment, I glared at him. And he glared back. Our eyes boring into each other with so much intensity that you could feel the tension radiating off us. It created an uncomfortable environment for everyone. I could tell he was a hothead, anything I could say would trigger something in him that will make him angry. He's a hothead and hotheads are afraid of one thing- looking or acting weak. I can read him like a magazine. And he doesn't like me, which means I could do anything and he'd find it annoying.

He suddenly smirked and cocky smirk, pissing me off even more! "Okay..."

Asshole!

I noticed that everyone was looking at both of us. Going back and forth from him to me.

I snuck a peak and saw Leo glaring at Raph, his blue eyes wide with anger. I hope he gets in trouble.

"Um... So, Lilly... What kind of shows do you like?" Mikey asked.

I hesitated to answer because I saw Leo motion his head away from us, then suddenly Raph and him got up and left somewhere.

I sighed, "Too much to tell you." I turned and grabbed Aprils laptop. "How about I show you?"

~Raph's POV~

There we were. I wasn't going to back off and act like I was intimidated. By her? Yeah right... But, I had to admit one thing. She was really cute when she was mad.

In...a manly way obviously.

In her eyes, I saw that she was not going to back down, and I found it funny that she was trying to act tough. So I smirked, I'll let her have this one. But she didn't win anything.

"Okay..."

I saw Leo with his eyes with open. He was telling me to shut up. He was pissed. I was making the precious guest upset. Like I cared...

He motioned his head towards the dojo and with a roll of my eyes we both got up and left them.

Oh lord... Here we go...

"What in the world is your problem? Are you trying to bother her?" He snapped, giving me a light push on the shoulder.

I sighed, "I was only being logical and she got mad. I wasn't trying to piss her off it just happened."

He scoffed, "It just happened? Well, you know what else is going to 'just happen', the fact that she's not going to want to come over because of you and April will be pretty pissed."

"What do you want me to do? I'm not going to apologize."

"Shut up! That's an idea. You think you're being logical but it's rude and you need to get it together."

"Or what?"

Leo sighed, "Or I'm telling sensei."

I chuckled.

"Yeah, I get it. It sounds childish, but do you really want him bugging you or me?"

"Okay I see your point." I groaned, God I hated this girl. "Fine! I'll shut up more often when she comes over. But I'm not apologizing."

"I can change your behavior with blackmail, but somethings are just impossible."

He walked back to the couch to hang out with everyone else.

I groaned, "This girl is gonna drive me crazy." Already I have to tiptoe around her because she's too sensitive. Are you serious? I have to change myself for her? Me!

I rolled my eyes and walked back to my room... Oh boy...

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