So I wasn't even planning on updating this, but stupid Youtube wont let me log in at the moment, which is seriously ticking me off. ANYWAY! I'm eventually gonna start actually doing some of the requests that a few of my reviewers sent in the reviews, 'cause a lot of them were really good ideas, so yeah. Anyway, to my reviewers...
mysterygirl123- More like a little harder for Rai to get Kim back than it was in the first place.
Midnight Angel Sakura- I would feel a little worse for Raimundo at this point, but its gotta be totally bad for Kim too.
RidingtheRoughWaters- 80's music is my absolute FAVORITE! I have an entire playlist on my iPod made up of 261 songs dedicated to purely 80's, and it drives my family crazy 'cause I hardly listen to anything else.
XS Fanatic- If Raimundo got to her first? I don't think that's a possibility considering how Judy's got a head start and the fact that he had no idea that she was watching any of it. But if he could, I probably would make him burst into song.
Spottedwind19- Should I take that in a good or bad way?
HealingSpringWaters- Well I sorta hinted at what happened between them before, but I guess it was better to just spell it out 'cause even I was having trouble believing it!
ANYWAY! Enjoy the chapter!
I'm gonna use Britney Spears' Womanizer for this chapter, even though I don't really like her music that much. Just seemed fitting, you know?
Judy's POV
"He did WHAT?"
"Yeah. Totally making out with that wannabe-kitten slut by those old locker rooms. Which is kinda weird 'cause they were arguing, like, two seconds before."
"Oh they were, were they?"
So I started to tell her everything that happened when I got there, starting with Jermaine's dare, even though I could tell she was only half-listening.
"That - that - " she stopped so she could think of a good/bad enough word to describe her ex.
"Need some help?"
"Please."
"Cuss words acceptable?"
"Sure."
"Jackass? Asshole? Bitch? Dick-for-brains?" The list went on without an end.
"You know what?" she interrupted. "Non-cuss words might work better."
"Uh...jerk-face?"
"Thank you. THAT JERK-FACE!"
"Oh crap, here he comes," I said, suddenly spotting the offender walking towards us. "Listen, I gotta go. Gotta tell Jermaine about that anaconda."
"Yeah, sure, whatever," she waved me off, still not really paying attention. Not like I was waiting for her to dismiss me or anything, but it was worth a shot to dismiss myself in case she was actually listening to anything that I was saying.
"JERMAINE! JERMAINE! JERMAINE!" I swear, when is that dude when you need him. "JERMAINE!"
"Cool it, Daily. I'm right here," said a voice from right behind me.
"JERMAINE!" I yelled excitedly, glomping him. I know, crazy weirdo right? "JERMAINE!" He was pretty much carrying me now since I wrapped my arms and legs around him. Nobody will think something was going on between us though. Why? Well for one, I'm me. And second, everyone knows that we're just friends and we don't like each other in that way and never will. Third, I'M ME.
"Daily!" he said, imitating my weird name-calling thing. He looked at me up and down, hanging off of him. "What happened to those anaconda eggs? Get scared?" he added cheekily.
I let go of his neck and punched his shoulder before dropping down to my own feet. "No! But you're not gonna believe this!"
"Why am I here, again?"
"'Cause I said that you had to see this, and so you have to see this!" I said for about the tenth time as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Why couldn't ya have just told me?" I could tell that he was getting ticked off, not that it bothered me much.
"'Cause I'm true to my word?"
He stopped and gave me a "yeah freaking right" look. Then we both just started laughing, hard. And this is why we get along so well. We're both just natural freaks.
"Seriously, you gotta see this."
"Ugh, I give up! We're already ten minutes late for class, everyone knows that we both didn't just leave early, and I can't see anything under those floorboards! Its too dark!"
There was no convincing him. He already had his arms crossed and had a pouty and stubborn expression on his face.
"Ugh, fine, so get this."
Kim's POV
I can't believe - moronic - shoulda believed Judy - wannabe-kitten slut - two-timing - stupid ditz - traitor - says he's sorry - with that bitch - horrible - freaking - "JERK-FACE!" Whoops, screamed that last one out loud and scared a couple of freshmen girls away. Oh well, who cares? At least I didn't end up yelling one of Judy's, ahem, other words.
Judy was wrong; Raimundo wasn't coming towards us, he ended up walking the other way, fuming, like how I am now. I don't really know a reason why he would be mad at this point, after all, he successfully played me, and the slut who he left me for. And he got away with it with his reputation unscathed, even after his big secret was out. The only person's reputation who was hurt after that was mine, not that it really mattered much anyway. At least it got the word out that we were over.
So anyway, even though Raimundo didn't try another come-on, I was still fuming about this whole mess. I mean, Raimundo and I were over, right? Right. 'Cause he cheated, right? Right. So I really shouldn't care what he does anymore, right? Right. And I don't. But that still doesn't give him the right to tell me things that are screwing around with my head, things that make me wanna forgive him and we can start over, and then go making out with some other girl, right? Right! So what the hell, right? RIGHT!
He makes me so mad. Like, "I wanna kick him in the throat" kind of mad. 'Cause you're not supposed to do that! You don't do that! Only the king and nobles of asses would do that!
There was a time that I thought Raimundo wasn't the king. And when I say that there was a time, I mean before we broke up. Before we started dating, even. Before I even liked the guy, I knew he wasn't the kind to do that to girls' hearts. I mean, he's never been a player, and I was his first girlfriend, but he would never even think about doing that type of thing to any girl. He told off guys that did do that. But I guess that means that I never really knew him at all.
We read something like this last year. I don't remember if it was a poem, or a short story, or a freaking novel (no one pays attention in English class), but there was a word for that kinda guy that would mess around with a whole bunch of girls. What was the word? Casanova? Gigolo? Lecher? Seducer? Skirt-chaser?
No. Womanizer.
"Superstar
Where you from?
How's it going?
I know you
Got a clue,
What you doing?
You can play brand new to
All the other chicks out here
But I know what you are
What you are, baby
Look at you
Gettin' more than just re-up
Baby, you
Got all the puppets with their strings up
Faking like a good one
But I call 'em like I see 'em
I know what you are
What you are, baby
Womanizer, Woman, Womanizer
You're a Womanizer, oh Womanizer oh
You're a Womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
You got me goin'
You're oh so charmin'
But I can do it
Womanizer
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
You say I'm crazy
I got your crazy
You're nothin' but a
Womanizer
Daddy-O
You got the swagger of champion
Too bad for you
You just cant find the right companion
I guess when you have one too many, makes it hard
It could be easy, who you are
That's just who you are, baby
Lollipop
Must mistake me, you're a sucker
To think that I
Would be a victim not another
Say it, play it how you wanna
But no way I'm ever gonna fall for you, never you, baby
Womanizer, Woman, Womanizer
You're a Womanizer, oh Womanizer oh
You're a Womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
You got me goin'
You're oh so charmin'
But I can do it
You Womanizer
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
You say I'm crazy
I got your crazy
You're nothin' but a
Womanizer
Maybe if we both lived in a different world
Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer
It would be all good, and maybe I could be your girl, but I can't cause we don't
Womanizer, Woman, Womanizer
You're a Womanizer, oh Womanizer oh
You're a Womanizer, baby
You you you are, you you you are
Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
You got me goin'
You're oh so charmin'
But I can do it
Womanizer
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
You say I'm crazy
I got your crazy
You're nothin' but a
Womanizer
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Boy, don't try to front
I know just what you are
Womanizer, Woman, Womanizer
You're a Womanizer
Oh Womanizer oh
You're a Womanizer, baby."
I stopped and looked around. Where there were once several groups of people chatting about who-honestly-cares-what, was now totally empty.
Phew! I thought people might have found me talking to myself. I mean, I can take the whole "best friends with that psychopathic Daily chick" without blinking an eye, but people finding me talking to myself like Judy...I'd never be able to live it down.
The bell rang.
"Yay, time for lunch."
"WHO TOOK ALL THE STRAWBERRIES!
Okay, I know, not the best way to end a chapter. Not even a good way to end a chapter, but hey, I spent the entire time checking my facebook messaging my cousin (who was in the kitchen down the hall by the way) trying to convince her to read this. Seriously, look at the message, copied and pasted:
(me) March 8 at 9:18
yeah right. its a typical kinda high school love story, with a few different twists that the high school musical didn't have. and besides, they wouldn't put it on broadway. the songs aren't original
(cousin) March 8 at 9:19pm [object Object]
EEHHH! That's beside the point. What twists?
Who ate the strwberries?
(me) March 8 at 9:19pm
that, you gotta read to find out
(cousin) March 8 at 9:20pm [object Object]
On who had the strawberries?
(me) March 8 at 9:20pm
yeah
See? So anyway, make sure to leave a review on your way out, and I'm still taking song ideas. PEACE!