Hi everyone. Hammsters here! This is just a little one-shot I wrote. I've been sort of having writer's block lately so I thought I'd write this to get the creative juices flowing again. I really hope you like it!
Every morning is the same old thing. Get up, get dressed, walk to school. Not much variety. At school, the routine is: go to class, listen to my bossy friend, watch in disgust as said bossy friend and her boyfriend make cute faces and do that weird cutesy talk all couples do. Bet you wish you were me, right? Today, the schedule continued just as usual. I got up to the screeching of my annoying alarm clock, changed, and went outside to meet my neighbor, who I've walked to school with ever since I can remember. My neighbor who also happens to be my friend's boyfriend. Honestly, there is no escaping the two of them.
"Hey! Ready to go?" Tony calls from the walkway in front of my house. As usual, Tony's dirty-blonde hair is messed up to the point of perfection. He mastered the art of bed-head in about third grade and hasn't seen reason to change his ways since.
"Ever think about combing your hair?" I ask.
"I can honestly say the thought never crossed my mind. But then again, why would I think of doing that?" He asks.
"Um, I don't know, because you're a sophomore in high school and have been sporting that bed-head since you were eight."
"It's how I make sure everyone can tell me apart from the band geeks." He explains. I elbow him in the stomach.
"I'm one of those band geeks!" I remind him. He laughs.
"Yea, but girls don't count. Aren't you all in to that artsy, classical crap?" He asks. That earns him another elbow in the stomach. He makes an 'oof'ing sound and I giggle.
"Ally's not in band." I point out, talking about my best friend and his girlfriend.
"Well, yea, but that's because Ally has the musical talent of a cat being attacked by the lawn mower from hell." He says. I laugh.
"Yea. Remember that time in fifth grade when our whole grade had to sing in front of the entire school and Ally got stuck with a solo? Best day EVER!" I say, laughing.
"That rocked!" We both laugh, and I do a bad impression of Ally singing 'Somewhere Over the Rainbow.'
"Man, I would pay anything to get a video of that performance up on YouTube!" I say.
"Don't you think that would be taking it a little too far?" Tony asks.
"I'm only kidding. You know I would never do that to her." I say.
"Yea, you're too much of a goody two shoes." He teases. I smack him in the arm. "An abusive goody two shoes." I laugh. A girl comes bounding up to us, her long gold hair bouncing.
"Hey guys! Watcha talkikng about?" Ally asks. She goes on her tip toes and gives Tony a big obnoxious kiss on the cheek.
"Fifth grade Winter Concert." I tell her. She groans and rolls her head back like she always does when she's annoyed or embarressed.
"Ugh! Don't even remind me of that train wreck."
"What train wreck?" I ask sarcastically. She gives me a quick hug.
"That's why you're my favorite." Tony makes a face of mock hurt.
"And what am I, a rotten potato?"
"Yes, that's exactly what you are." I tease. He sticks his tongue out at me like a five year old boy.
"Sorry sweetie, Ari's got ya beat." Ally says, shrugging.
"I'm the only reason you're passing science! That's gotta make me better that Ari!" He exclaims.
"Ari's the only reason I'm passing English." She reminds him.
"And Literature. And History. And Algebra 2. You know, it wouldn't kill you to take your own notes for once." I reply. She smiles sheepishly.
"No, I suppose it wouldn't, but then I'd be in high school for the next ten years and you'd be short of a roommate at U of I." Ally points out.
"Yea, that's true." I sigh.
"Fine, if I'm not your favorite, then I have no reason not to do this." Tony says, grinning mischeviously. "HELLO WORLD! IF YOU WOULD ALL LISTEN UP, I HAVE A MOST IMPORTANT-" Ally shuts him up by clamping her hand over his mouth, knowing he was going to show everyone the video of her solo he has on his ancient dinosaur of a phone.
"Don't you dare." Ally says warningly. She takes his hand off his mouth, and he smirks and kisses her.
"Wouldn't dream of it." He replies. "Now, if you ladies don't mind, the detention room is calling out to me, so I need to go take the screws out of some teacher's chair." He starts walking away backwards.
"You say that every morning!" I laugh.
"Yet you've never done it." Ally adds.
"Today will be the day! I promise you!"
"Yea right! You say that every morning too!" I call, still laughing.
"You gots to believe!" And just like that, Tony turns and runs down the hall, belting out 'Don't Stop Believing' at the top of his lungs. Jeez, the people I'm friends with.
"What a dork." I mutter, shaking my head.
"That, he may be. But have you seen him at swim practice?" SHe says, squealing.
"Yes, I have. You drag me there everyday after school. Honestly, if you weren't dating, I wouldn't be surprised if he filed a restraining order against you." I tease. She smacks me playfully on the arm.
"Shut up. You gots to admit, he's pretty damn hot." She says dreamily. I have half a mind to agree with her, and I really, really want to listen to that half. But in the three years since she first got her crush on him, I've learned well what responses to make to her observations.
List of things Ally has said about Tony, and my responses.:
1. Ally- Oh. My. God. I can't believe you never told me that Tony Valdez is your next door neighbor!
Me- You're at my house all the time, and you've seen him at least a million times. HOW HAVE YOU NOT NOTICED?
2. Ally: I'm so psyched for middle school. Can you believe we go to the same school as Tony now? Sooooo psyched.
Me- Yes. I can believe it. I walked here with him this morning.
Ally- YOU WALKED HERE WITH HIM AND DIDN'T INVITE ME?
Me- You live on the opposite side of town.
3. Ally- You see, now we're officially at the friend stage. Soon, it'll be best friends. And then, it'll be boyfriend and girlfriend!
Me- All he did was ask to borrow your pencil.
Ally- You didn't see the way he said it Ari. He said it with love. HE SAID IT WITH LOVE!
Me- Just keep telling yourself that Ally.
Yep. I am a Zen master at dealing with her unhealthy obsession. Honestly, someday I should write a book about this. Ally and I start walking to our lockers, which are right next to each other. Ally spins her lock combination, and swings it open with a bang! as it slams into mine. I shove it closed and open mine in a similar fashion, hitting my other locker neighbor's locker. Haha. Take that Jeremy. Suddenly, Ally starts trying to make a cute face. This is a face I've seen before. She used it to get me to introduce her to Tony, to get me to convince our gym teacher she had a rare disease that made her suddenly weak around long ropes hanging from the ceiling called Kryptonitis. How original..
"Hey Ari?" She says sweetly. I sigh. Here it comes. "Could I maybe possibly borrow your History notes? Just for first period?"
"No." I say. Ally always does this. Sometimes I wonder if she even owns any school supplies, or if her locker is just full of jewelry, makeup, hair care products and mirrors.
'Pwetty pwease? I'll be your bestest friend in the whole widestest world?" She asks in a little kiddy voice.
"You already are." I point out.
"If your really my best friend, then you'll help me pass History so I don't end up on the streets! Don't let me end up on the streets Ari, I'M TOO PRETTY TO DIE!" She says. No surprise she's starred in every school play. Drama queen.
"Fine." I sigh, handing her the blue five subject notebook. She squeals and hugs me.
"Thanks Ari, you're the best!" SHe squeals. She releases me and skips off to class.
"Yup, that's me." I mutter to myself. Of course I'm the best. It's who I am.
For those of you who don't know who I am, I'm the girl who wants to make everyone happy. Just about everyone but herself. I'm the people pleaser. But I'm also the girl who can only truly be herself in front of one person, because no one would like her if she did what she wanted. Because the one thing I want is the one thing I can never have.
My name is Ariana Myers, and I'm completely in love with my best friend's boyfriend. I'm in love with Tony Valdez.
What more explanation do you need?
Yay! Well, not yay for Ari, but yay because that wasn't bad for something I wrote with writer's block. I'd like to give a little credit to my friend Fiona though, becuase I stole one of the things Ally said from her. Hope you don't mind Fi, I just thought it fit perfectly for this story! Well, I hope you all liked it, and liked the characters. Please review, becuase I'd love to hear your thoughts on the story! And please reply to my poll! Peace out party peoples!