MEANINGLESS CONVERSATION INTIATED IN THREE...TWO...ONE... BOOP!
IGGY POV:
As soon as I got home, my iPod beeped, signaling that I had a text.
"IGGLES WHAT'S GOING ON?"
"Just got home. U?"
(Snow/Iggy)
"My mom wasn't there so I hugged Steven, and shut myself in my room."
"Very nice."
"So... random conversation?"
"About what?"
"Something random. Like the pimple on your left ear."
"I DONT HAVE A PIMPLE ON MY LEFT EAR!"
"You also don't have an apostrophe on the word 'don't."
"We're texting, I don't need perfect grammar."
":D You fixed it this time!"
"Oh my god..."
"Lolz. :P Anyways... about that pimple..."
"The non-existent pimple?... wait why are we even talking about this?!"
"Because we have nothing better to talk about."
"Well, come up with something."
"You come up with something!"
"I DON'T KNOW, TALK ABOUT SOCKS!"
"...socks?"
"Yes."
"All right I like socks. :P"
"U_U"
"^_^ you suggested socks in the first place."
"This is the stupidest conversation I've ever had!"
"Obviously we need to talk more. Cuz this isn't even close to MY level of stupidity."
"Are you proud of that?!"
"...maybe."
"...Do you know Lissa?"
"Red hair, kind of a bitch, wears mini skirts of her own free will?"
"That's the one."
"Yay! I got it right."
"..."
"Don't roll your eyes at me Iggy Griffiths!"
"I wasn't!"
"Sure... that's what they all say. BEFORE THEY DIE!"
"...Confused again..."
"Forget it. What about Lissa?"
"Oh, umm... idk. She's just a bitch, who teases me a lot."
"I'll take care of her for you Iggles! :D"
"...That was not the appropriate spot for a smiley face."
"It totally was. :D"
"No..."
"Shut up. :P"
"lol. :D"
"DON'T 'LOL SMILEY FACE' ME, MISTER!"
"Too late. :P"
"Damn it."
"So..um...you like the school?"
"Ew... that sounds like a question a teacher would ask... it's a hell of a lot better then the old one, I guess."
"Okay... idk where I'm going with this."
"How's your BF, Dyl? ^_~"
"Don't even joke about that... god...U_U"
"Sorry, couldn't resist! :D You know, if Dylan was an ice cream flavor, he'd be pralines and dick."
"...WTF?"
"You've never seen Wayne's World? :O"
"Wayne's World? What's that?"
"...I just died inside. IT'S ONLY THE BEST MOVIE EVER, ALONG WITH WAYNE'S WORLD 2!"
"What's it about?"
"Okay, so these two guys Wayne and Garth have a show that they make in their basement called "Wayne's World," and when this one producer guy sees them he wants to hire them and make a lot of money, but the guys are so stupid yet smart that the producer guy basically fails all the time, and it's just super funny! WE HAVE TO WATCH IT TOGETHER! :D"
"Umm... okay, sure."
"Party on, Wayne!"
"...Okay."
"NOO! You're supposed to say "Party on, Garth!"
"Why?!"
"Because that's what they say in the movie!"
"I HAVEN'T SEEN THE MOVIE!"
"JUST SAY THE FUCKING LINE!"
"...fine."
"Party on, Wayne! :D"
"Party on, Garth..."
"It's Wayne's World, Wayne's World, Partytime, Excellent!"
":P Good for you."
"U_U"
"So..."
"Yeah...?"
"Idk. I actually have to do my hw, so..."
"Bah... me too, I guess. We're such nerdssssss... :P"
"I'll talk to you tomorrow. :D"
"We shall talk about Black Butler! :D"
"...What's Black Butler?"
"...Sometimes you really piss me off."
"Good to know," I finished the conversation and tucked away my phone in my pocket.
I walked to my room, already turning on "Things I'll never say" by Avril Lavigne to listen to while I started my math homework.
I always wondered why I liked this song so much... no offense to her but it obviously wasn't her best. So why?
"Because you can relate to it, dumbass," I could practically hear Snow's voice in my mind, along with her teasing face, like she was projecting her words and face right into my mind. The song was about a crush...? I had a crush?!
Was it... Ella? I blushed at the very thought of her name. Oh god it was, wasn't it...
"Max will be very pissed when she hears this. Or maybe not, since I think Ella's crushing back on me," I muttered out loud to myself, falling back on my creaky bed with a sigh. I changed the song to my personal favorite by a MALE, Numb, by Linkin Park.
"I'm becoming this, all I want to do, is be more like me and be less like you," I sang softly as I simplified (x squared +3)squared(6)-6x(2)(x squared+3)(2x) over (x squared +3) to the fourth. (A/N: LOOK AT DAT MATH, ALL YOU NERDS!)
SNOW'S POV:
"Geu dongan nan neo ddaeme ggambbak sogaseo neomeogangeoya," I sang along with a smile on my face, as I wrote out my essay for English. Ironic, no?
Just ready for this! No seriously, wait for it... and...
DONE!
So not only is the beautiful, fantastic, amazing, (unfortunately) extremely rich Snow into anime, she is also into Kpop. More specifically, SNSD, or Girl's Generation. And she was good at Japanese and Korean. So sue her. (why am I still talking in third person...?)
"You better run, run, run, run, run!" I continued singing, as I read what I was supposed to do.
"Human beings are social creatures, so friends are an important part of anyone's life. What qualities and behaviors make a person a good friend? Write an essay explaining three or four traits of a true friend. Use specific details and anecdotes from your own experiences," the directions read.
Wow. That was corny. I'm a junior, not a kindergartener...
"Bob is my best friend 'cause he gave me half his cookie after he dropped it on the ground and didn't want it anymore!"
Maybe I should write that...
The song changed as I raised an eyebrow, realizing what song it was.
"Aha. Listen boy. My first love story," Tiffany gushed as the rest of the girls harmonized behind her.
"My angels," Jessica was next. Taeyeon harmonized behind her as the rest of the girls fell silent.
"And my girls," Jessica continued as Taeyeon harmonized again.
"My sunshine," Jessica finished as Tiffany came back in.
"Ha, ha, let's go!"
"Neomu neomu meotjyeo nuni nuni busyeo, sumeul mot swigesseo tteollineun girl," I couldn't help singing along with Seohyun. Gee was one of my favorites, after all. But... this essay was about friends, not boyfriends. Unfortunately, SNSD had little to no songs about regular friendship... oh well.
"My "perfect friend", if perfection was such a thing that could ever exist, is hidden inside the potential of my new best friend James "Iggy" Griffiths. Even though we just met, I feel so connected to him... he's kind, understanding, smart, funny. He's kind when I need someone to cry out on, his smile fixing my problems almost instantaneously. His hug could calm me down in only a few seconds, his very presence is warm and makes me happy, knowing that he will help me whenever I need it. He understands me better than my own mother, we can have conversations without ever opening our mouths. We always know what the other is thinking, and we don't even need mind reading powers. He's smart, he doesn't need the stereotypical glasses or braces that make him a "nerd." He's amazing all on his own. Studies hard, it's not a waste of time to him like it is to some other people; he takes it seriously. But he's also funny, whenever I need a laugh, I just text him, saying "Wassup Iggles?" And I know that in mere seconds, I'll be laughing my butt off. He's got a joke for everything, but he knows when to hold back. He... is the perfect friend. After writing this essay, there is no hesitation in my mind that a perfect friend can exist, because I just met mine," I read out loud what I had written as "Gee" came to a close.
"That sounds like some pretty meaningful shit. Okay, moving on to science..." I mused as I pulled out my textbook, and started to take notes on... elec-tro-negative-ity. Yep, sounds perfect to me.
"Electronegativity is the ability an atom has to attract other electrons. Atoms that have high electronegativities will attract more electrons and may even steal from other atoms. Atoms with low electronegativities will share the most, sometimes to the point of losing their own electrons," I quoted directly from thru passage in my book, copying it into my notes.
With a sigh as I realized I was only half done with my homework, I pressed the intercom on the wall.
"Steven?"
"Yes, Snow?"
"Bring up a cappuccino, please, I've got a long night. Extra foam."
...
IGGY POV:
I finished marking the notes on my new piece, some classic band song that bored me, and sat back on my bed with a sigh, grabbing my iPod and searching fir a song to listen to. Immediately, a bunch of unknown singers had popped up on my "Recommended for You" list. Snow...
I clicked on the first video, a song called "Dancing Queen."
I was expecting a remake of the song by Abba, but it was completely different... it was a bunch of girls signing, and in a different language. Japanese, maybe?
Although I didn't know what the hell they were saying... it sounded nice. Catchy. I found myself humming along.
"This is why they call you gay, Iggy," one part of my brain sighed.
"But I didn't even listen to this band before today! And how would they know I listened to it?" The other half of my brain argued.
"You guys are so stupid," huffed a voiced from somewhere around the center.
"You're stupid!" The bickering voices yelled back. Okay, now this was weird...
The song ended and I closed the tab, yawning even though it was only 9:40. Guess I'll go to sleep now, even though I usually waited until 11 on Saturdays to see Mom when she got home. But everything with my new friends...and Snow... just really tired me out. Who knew having friends was so much work?
With yet another giant yawn, I pulled off my shirt without bothering to change my pants, and went to bed, promising whoever was watching me that I would brush my teeth twice as long in the morning.
...
SLOAN POV: (from earlier that day)
"Where is that bitch...?" I muttered under my breath, looking around. She was supposed to meet me in the park at 8:30, and it was 8:30 now...
"Sloan! Sorry that I'm late!" My "girlfriend" came running up, her makeup slightly smudging as she ran towards me, sweating.
I crossed my arms over my chest. "Sweating is unattractive. In fact, it's outright ugly. And why should I date an ugly-ass lady?"
She trembled. "Sloan, if you want to break up-"
I didn't let her finish, I instead lunged forward and grabbed her by her hair, pulling her mouth to mine, roughly kissing her. As annoying as the bitch was, she was a great kisser, and had a nice body, too. I didn't want to lose that.
"No, I don't want to break up, I want YOU to improve yourself," I hissed once I had broken the kiss. She looked at me fearfully and silently, just the way I wanted, and I sat down in the soft grass, pulling her onto my lap.
"See, isn't that nice..." I purred. "A nice, silent girl. That's the kind of girl every guy wants. Not a talkative bitch that opposes everything and thinks she's the queen of the world."
Nudge, what a stupid fucking name, closed her eyes. She better be savoring the moment, or I would make sure what her parents yelled at her later killed her hope for anything else in her life.
Except for me.
Guys, heyyyy! How you doing? (epic FRIENDS reference)
So anyway, sorry it took so long with the chapter, I've been super busy with soccer and stuff! But I try my best to get a chapter out every week!
So let's have a contest...
If you've heard of every reference that I've put SO FAR IN THE STORY, not just the chapter, you get 5 points.
If you've heard of all except for like 1 or 2, you get 4 points.
If you've heard of all except for like 3, or 4, you get 3 points.
If you've heard of all except for like 5 or 6, you get 2 points.
If you've heard of only like one or two of them, you get 1 point.
And if you read this story and haven't got a fucking clue about any of these references, congrats. You get 0 points.
And the QOTC: Is Sloan weirding out anyone TOO much? Keep in mind, he's a fucking weirdo who cheats on his girlfriend and goes out with woman who will let him do anything he wants to them. So he's not gonna be all sunshine and rainbows. But I'm trying to keep anything actually disturbing to a minimum... maybe I'll mention it but I won't write it happening...like Sloan forcing himself on Nudge or something. :P
Leave a review with your A for the QOTC, and your score! I would likes to know, and see just how obscure my references really are.
FLY ON!
Kate