Grace and I met Arabella and Julie in the milkshake place; and to my surprise, almost the entire campus was in here.
We sat down at a booth next to a window, and whilst they were talking about god knows what, I kinda zoned out.
What do you think the girls are doing?
Has Kelsey bought her bikini for the bonfire? Is she even going to the bonfire?
"Kim? Kim!" I heard Arabella call
"Oh. Yeah?" I asked
"Sorry. We were just talking about boyfriends. Tell us about yours" Julie said
"He's not exactly my boyfriend" I informed
"But you told Brett-" Grace started
"A girls gotta play hard to get" I shrugged
"So you like Brett?" Julie asked
"Huh? No!" I laughed.
"But-but. You were flirting. And he was flirting back. He was so into you" Grace stuttered
"Honey, one thing you need to know about guys is; they never show their real feelings" I explained
"What do you mean?" Arabella questioned
"When guys flirt. It means they think your hot. Especially when they flirt with you in the first thirty seconds of meeting" I smiled
Grace sighed before saying "you think your such an expert"
"Excuse me?" I asked
"Guys in England are completely different to guys in America" she explained "when a guy flirts, it means he finds you interesting. And the way Brett was flirting with you...you could tell"
"How do you know?" I asked
"Jerry and his friends aren't so different" she smiled
"Okay, enough about boys. What milkshake do you want to buy?" Julie asked
"What flavours are there?" I asked
"Here's the menu" Arabella told me before sliding the menu to me
Milkshake Flavours...Prices
Nutella...£3.00
Ferrero Rocher...£3.20
Strawberry...£3.20
Milky bar...£3.00
Smarties...£3:00
Galaxy...£3.20
Aero...£3.00
Yorkie...£3.00
Maltesers...£3.00
Whispa...£3.00
Oreo...£3.00
I didn't have to look further down the menu because I knew what I wanted
"Oreo!"
"Really?" Grace asked "your going to chose Oreo over Yorkie?"
"I don't know what a Yorkie is" I confessed
"Seriously?" Arabella asked
"They have a lot of chocolates here that they don't in America" Julie explained
The waiter came to the booth and he smiled flirtily at me "what would you guys like?"
"She'll have a Yorkie" Grace ordered for me. "
"She's never had it before" Arabella clarified
"Well, it's only for boys" he grinned winking at me.
A chocolate just for boys? Is that a shop rule? Because that's so sexist.
"And how do you know I'm not one?" I raised an eyebrow
"I'm pretty sure your not" he smiled checking me out.
"Okay" I smiled biting my lip a little "I'll have a Malteser"
"Excellent choice" he smirked
Julie cleared her throat a little and he glanced up at her "what would the rest of you like?"
"I'll have a stawberry" Arabella said
"Ferrero Rocher" Julie and Grace said in sync
"I'll be right back" the waiter said before retreating.
"What was that?!" Arabella questioned
"I was flirting" I shrugged
"You totally have a thing for him" Grace accused
"Yes, because in the fifteen seconds I talked to him I developed a crush" I sarcastically remarked
"I knew it" Grace clapped
"It's sarcasm doofus" Julie elbowed
"Oh"
"Excuse her, she's been around Jerry too long" Arabella laughed
"I have not!" Grace defended
"Speaking of the devil" Julie muttered
I turned my head towards the direction Julie was looking at and all three guys walk through the diner. The first that entered was Jerry, which caused Grace to literally tread over me and run into his arms.
Jeez
The next was Brett, who immediately locked eyes with Arabella; despite the two dozen other people in the prospective room.
However, the person who entered subsequently after Brett was the person that caused me to turn my head towards the opposite facing direction so fast I'm surprised I didn't get whiplash.
Jack Brewer.
Regardless of the fact that I was facing the opposite direction of three guys, I could somehow sense someone coming towards my direction.
"Look it's Blondie" Jack smirked whilst sitting in front of me. Arabella and Julie got out their seats probably to go talk to Jerry and Grace; either that or they felt awkward with Jack here, which is weird considering they're friends with him.
"Look it's the vexatious bastard" I muttered whilst trying to escape my seat
"Princess knows the meaning of vexatious. I feel like your just searching words on your phone" he smugly replied
"Or it's the fact that your too stereotypical to accept the fact that some blondes are smarter than you" I snapped
"Yeah, keep dreaming princess" he scoffed.
"I swear if you make one more blonde joke..." I threatened
"I believe we went over these empty promises threats...you'll claw my eyes out blah blah blah..."
"Your so irritating! Why do you even sit next to me?!" I groaned
"It's because your reaction to my irritation is hilarious" he laughed
"And your a dick" I fake smiled
"Come on princess. I'm kidding"
"Here you go, your milkshake" the waiter said handing me the milkshake.
The girls approached me again, with Jerry as well and they had milkshakes in their hands too.
"I don't think we've met properly. I'm Jerry" Jerry smiled at me
"Kim" I replied
They all took their seats either in next to or in front of me. Brett came with his milkshake and slipped opposite me and next to Bella.
Hmm.
"So Kim. Tell me about yourself" Jerry said
"Um, I'm from California. I didn't want to come here; but I had to because I pissed my mom off. And I don't hate it here as much as I thought I would" I stated. "Well there's one person..." I glared at Jack.
He raised his hands up in defence "Watching you go crazy is hilarious"
I rolled my eyes "Whatever"
"So princess...why are you here?" Jack raised an eyebrow
"Jeez. A girl can't get a milkshake without being interrogated about it" I feigned hurt
He mimicked my eye roll "Not at the diner doofus! In England"
"Why are you?"
"I asked you first"
"Haven't you heard of ladies first?"
"Yeah. Where can I find one?"
"Your a dick"
"And you need a wider range of vocabulary"
"I know more words than you"
"Doubt that"
"Why are you so prejudice against blondes?!"
"Why are you so annoying?"
"You started the fucking conversation"
"Then end it!"
"You end it!"
"No! You end it!"
"I'LL END IT" Brett finally snapped. I looked around and sank down my seat.
To be honest, during Jack and I's 'playful' banter; I had forgotten about everyone else.
"I feel like we should keep these two at least 10 metres away from each other" Arabella grunted
"More like 10 miles" I muttered
"I'm hurt" Jack dead panned
"Good to know"
"Blondes are annoying" he mumbled
"Hey Jack. Remember last time I threatened you about blonde jokes?" I questioned almost innocently
"Yeah" he yawned
"Remember you didn't believe I could do anything?"
"Yes Blondie I remember" he patronised. "Now what about it?"
"Let's just say you underestimate my character too often" Within 12 seconds of saying my last sentence, the entire content of my milkshake had ended up on Jack's perfect hair.
"Kim..." Grace warned
"Yeah?" I questioned
"RUN!" Julie and Jerry said at the same time.
And being the perfect listener, I did as I was told and ran for dear life.
I hadn't managed to get far, before I felt a cold substance drip down my head to my dress.
I turned around to see a chocolate covered, smirking, Jack.
"You are so dead" was all I said before reaching for Arabella's strawberry drink.
And that ladies and gentlemen is how a full milkshake-food-fight erupted in a diner.
It doesn't take a genius to figure out that Jack and I were kicked out within 10 minutes of liquidly attacking each other.
I think it's safe to say that if I want a milkshake; from now on, I'll have to make it myself.
When we had gotten to the dorms, my dress was a disaster, my hair was in clumps and my makeup made me look like a zombie.
And that's taking it lightly, actually think that's an insult to the zombies.
The girls had insisted on taking showers before me due to the fact that Jack and I's fight had managed to leave them worse than I, myself.
That's what's known as collateral damage.
After my shower; the girls and I had stayed up talking, and they were doing their own things. Grace was dying her hair a lighter shade of brown and Arabella was doing Julie's eyebrows. It was about 8:00pm which meant it was about 4:00pm in California
"Do you guys mind if I Skype Brody?" I questioned
"No" they all said
I rang him, even knowing he might still be out; but to my surprise he was online.
"Hi" I waved
"Hey beautiful. How's it going in England?"
"Great so far. I've met these really nice girls
"That's great. Anything else?" He questioned
"Um, I met this really nice guy called Brett. My friends boyfriend; Jerry. And this complete and utter jerk" I informed.
He lifted one eyebrow "Who's this jerk?"
"This guy called Jack Brewer. He's from America too"
"Why is he a jerk?"
"Makes too many blonde jokes" I muttered
"The irony in that"
"Why?"
"Because your the worst person I know at being blonde" he smiled
"I'll take that as a compliment" I grinned "I also managed to get kicked out of, and banned from a diner."
"Already?" He asked shocked
"Yeah..." I laughed
"What did you do?" He inquired
"I may or may not have had a milkshake war with the jerk" I mumbled
To say he was shocked was an understatement "No. Way."
"Yeah. He ruined my dress" I pouted
"I'll go beat the guy up for you" he smiled cracking his knuckles
I chuckled "if you come to England"
"Yeah, if I came to England. When I see you we are going to do many things with each-"
"No guys in the dorm" I interrupted
He looked so shocked at my outburst. "Have so much fun. We are going to have so much fun" he clarified.
I burst out laughing "I'm kidding"
"I know. But now that you were thinking about it..."
"No" was all I said
"Kidding. Kidding..." He defended
I bit my lip a tiny bit "I miss you"
"School sucks without my girlfriend"
"Girlfriend? I didn't know it was official" I teased
"Well, that's what I'm hoping to be able to call you. I do like you after all"
I looked down and smiled a little "I like you too"
He furrowed his eyebrows "It's kinda hard to tell with you. Your too hard to get"
"You seemed to get me easily" I smiled
"I wouldn't call a year 'easily'" he laughed
"I had to know if you liked me" I shrugged
"Well your pretty crap at taking hints"
I laughed "Amen to that" and he joined along
"The bonfires gonna suck without you" he groaned
I chuckled a little "You act as if I was going to go"
"You would've gone" he persisted
"And you know what, how?" I inquired
"Because I was planning on kissing you over there. I know it's-"
"Bye!" I exclaimed before slamming the screen down.
I sighed and smiled to myself. I, Kim Crawford, am Brody Carlson's girlfriend.
I can finally say that; and again...I'm on the other side of the world.
"Aw that guy is so sweet" I shot my head up to see a fawning Grace.
"Oh. Yeah" I smiled
"And he is...?" Julie asked
"Brody Carlson, my new...boyfriend"
Arabella looked up "He sounds hot"
I nodded "Trust me...he is"
My phone buzzed and I looked to see a message from Kelsey.
Call my now. It's urgent
-Kelsey
I rang her number and it took more or less two rings before she picked up.
"What's wrong?" I asked
She chuckled nervously "Do we have to talk about this now? I mean I haven't spoke to you all day...what's up?"
"Don't back down now Kels. What happened?"
"It's Brody..."
"Brody? Oh my god speaking of Brody. He just asked me to he his girlfriend" I squealed
"Please don't tell me you said yes..." She begged
"Kelsey, I've been chasing this guy for months now. Of course I said yes"
"About that...there's something you should know..."
She's being really mysterious right now. What is it?
"Kelsey. Just tell me" I pleaded
"He was kissing Mia" she said softly
I stopped. So all this time he pretended to like me, but he was kissing Mia?
It makes sense. I'm not beautiful, she is. I'm a little short, and she's perfect height for him. She's got a slim figure and dirty blonde hair. And all this time I thought he liked me.
"Say something Kim"
"I can't believe him" I muttered
"Kim..."
"He's a dick!"
"Yeah he is"
"And I hate him for it. But I hate myself for liking an idiot"
"No. Kim. It's not your fault"
"Yeah! You know what. It's his fault!"
I could practically hear her smile through the phone "that's my girl"
Sure, I had been obsessing over him for ages now. But what I've learned in my sixteen years of life is that if a guy broke your heart. You don't give him the satisfaction of moping all day long. They deserve to be in pain. Not you.
"Tell me, any cute guys?" She sounded excited.
"Well there's this one guy" I smiled
"Who?"
"His names Brett. Totally hot, Grace says he has a thing for me, but I think he's just flirting" I shrugged and I'm pretty sure he has a thing for my dorm buddy...
"Grace?"
"Dorm buddy. I have three; Grace, Arabella and Julie" I explained
"Oh. So back to Brett"
I laughed "That's all I know...pretty much"
"I like him already" "Anybody else?"
"Well, there's another guy. His name is Jack Brewer. But he's like the school jerk" I informed
"Bad boy? I like the sound of that"
"No you don't. He's a grade A, asshole. And makes way too many blonde jokes"
"I'm brunette" she nonchalantly told me
I rolled my eyes "Yes Kelsey, I haven't forgotten that you are a brunette in two days"
"So any sexy encounters with this Jack?" she questioned
I chuckled "not unless you count both of us being drenched in milkshakes as sexy"
"You did not"
"I had to! He's annoying as hell!" I defended
"Aw I see a relationship brewing" she gushed
"Uh. No"
"Yes! Haven't you heard of any bad boy stories?! They always begin hating each other, but end up making out every time they see each other"
"Gross Kelsey!"
"It's the truth" she sang
"Whatever"
"If you two end up together. Remember I was the first one to call it"