"Hey my name is Anthony, I'm from Philly, and yeah that's it,"
I glared at him, this guy's very presence annoyed me.
"Alright Anthony grab a seat," my father instructed him.
He looked at me and gave me a small wave before taking a seat beside Smackle.
Father did say we were getting a new student today, at dinner some time ago. How did I not suspect that student, to be an unfamiliar teenager whom I've never seen in my neighborhood before?
I crossed my feet at my ankle and restored the usual smile I would wear at times like these.
That boy definitely had the ability to see through my bravado... Its unsettling and I want nothing to do with it.
Class eventually ended with another lesson on morality and social norms as fathers technique never seems to fail him.
The 'gang' and I were heading to lunch, navigating through a crowd of students who stood in the way of our partially cooked meals.
"New guy seems obnoxious," Smackle murmured next to me so only I could hear.
"Agreed,"
Only she gets me
We entered the cafeteria and took our usual seats. Maya and Lucas sandwiching me and Smackle and Farckle next to each other on the other side of the table.
I could only cringe at her discomfort.
"Smackle did you bring lunch?"
She quirked her eyebrow at me before lowering the brown paper bag she was about to take out from her school bag.
"No," she replied easily. I nodded and gestured for her to join me in the lunch line.
"You didn't bring anything," Maya asked.
I shook my head, silently apologizing for abandoning mothers lunch in my knapsack and got up from my seat with Smackle to walk toward the lunch line.
" you need not worry, my dear brunette,"
"He called for you as soon as we entered the halls, whats the conclusion on the matter?"
She sighed, "he won't tell,"
I blinked at her in surprise before going up a space in the line. She stood next to me with a more relaxed posture.
"Why did he change his mind?"
"That I am unsure of, he simply reprimanded me and told me not to do it again."
I nodded my head in understanding and shrugged my shoulders.
"Are you two going to reestablish your façade?"
"I believe so,"
"Good, our friends were starting to worry,"
Her giggling response brought a smirk to my face and before I noticed we were at the front of the line. She looked at me and I stared at the lunch lady awkwardly before abandoning my position in the line.
I have no money today
"Your mother's tuna sandwiches were always the best," she stated as if reading my mind.
"Shut u..."
"And we meet again," he said intruding on the conversation. He blocked us half way from the line to our seats and I rolled at my eyes at his sudden appearance.
"Anthony," I greeted half heartedly. Smackle gave him a curt nod and he smiled at her.
"Didn't think I'd see you at the same school,"
"Why not its the closet in the vicinity of the park?"
"I guess,"
I glared at him and watched as he continued to stare at me.
Was he observing me or something?
"Well I'm Smackle," she offered, breaking the silence.
"Are you okay?" He asked me completely ignoring the question.
I narrowed my eyes at him before composing myself.
"Peachy,"
"No signs of the flu at all?"
"I said I was fine,"
He huffed before nodding and walking away from us.
"And I'm Smackle," she yelled after his retreating figure.
...
Her face was a slight shade of pink, and her breathing became ragged. She sniffled and whipped under her puffy eyes. The reaction the blonde was having amused me to say the least, but I comforted her nonetheless. Feigning sympathy was the least I could do after all.
Daddy issues are a cliche, my dear friend.
"What about uncle Sean," I mumbled rubbing her back. Leaning more to the side against the wall to get some sort of comfort. I peered down at Maya in waiting for a response. We were at my bay window, and the window ledge was very unforgiving to my spine.
"He's fine, and mom's happy"
You ungrateful pieces of-
"I just, I just still have this voice in the back of my head,"
"What does it say?"
She sat up from my lap and stared me straight in the eye.
"You weren't good enough,"
I can hear Hitchcock's whistling now
I inhaled deeply to calm my nerves before guiding her head back in my lap.
"He told you that wasn't the case,"
"Then why?"
"Cause as the first season of american horror story taught us, all men are disappointments,"
"Since when do watch american horror story?"
I shrugged and gave her head a little tap.
"Oh peaches, you're a wreck,"
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If looks could kill, my glares would have skinned them by now.
"I can't believe you two are this cozy,"
She quickly pulled her sleeve down and then exchanged awkward glances with him.
"Hey," Anthony greeted.
I walked pass them both sitting at my window and took a seat on my bed.
"My room isn't some kind of cafe, Smackle why did you bring him here?"
"I didn't think it would cause any problems,"
I gave her a hard stare before rolling my eyes.
"Since when have you too become this close?"
The silence I was met with made me look up at their uncomfortable stares and shifting.
"You showed him your scars," I stated, " what makes him that close of a person?"
She cleared her throat and shot me a smile.
Now that was creepy
"He caught me," she murmured.
"Oh?"
"Yeah."
The room fell right back into silence once again.
"She didn't though," he defended, causing me to look at him.
I was puzzled to say the least. He just showed up a couple days ago, how is he already so involved in my story.
"Of course she wouldn't, she promised me that she'd stop a long time a go"
I then turned my attention back to Smackle.
"Don't get me wrong she isn't perfect, and she would often be tempted, but she would never go through with it," I finished, saying it to her more than Anthony.
"How can you be so sure she won't," he argued.
"Cause she's my Smackle, and she hates when I'm mad,"