Chapter 17: Indecorous?
It is best to say that Sunday was normal business. Monday came and people were still talking about the Halloween party. Who hooked up with who, who threw up, who cheated, who passed out and had things written on them, etc. Browen was at her locker preparing for the school day. She walked into her English class. Two seconds before the bell rang, Reid planted himself next to her. "Barely made it there, sleepy head," she said.
"Yeah, I got speed, you should see me in water," he winked. She rolled her eyes naturally. "You got modesty too," Browen said. Class started. Browen was trying earnestly to pay attention. Reid noticed this and sat there looking at her and occasionally drawing something or making trouble. "What does indecorous mean anyways?" he whispered to Browen. "That would be you." "Huh? One hot godly creature?" Guess again Garwin. "No, indecorous means inappropriate, crude, wrong...like I said, you." "Not now, but if I do this..." Reid then took her hand and licked her palm. His eyes never left hers. She felt tingles in her spine. She wanted to slap him but then she would probably get detention.
She bit her lip and narrowed her eyes. "But if I do this, it isn't indecorous, is it?" Reid intertwined her hand and used his pointer finger and rubbed her knuckle. She took a breath and softened her face. One second I want to kill him, next second I want to kiss him. Jerk. Reid saw the inner conflict. "That is what you do to me. Just thought I return the favor." She broke the stare and paid attention to class with her hand still with Reid's. The bell rang, the students and teacher proceeded out of the classroom. "Can I have my hand back?" "Now Browen dear, I thought you are far better at English," he said with a lousy British accent. She caught on. "May I have my hand back?" "What will do you for me?" "Tolerate your existence," she said dead panned. "Clever but wrong answer. I was thinking that you will come meet after my swim practice." She started to walk out of the classroom, towards their next class, and still holding his hand, well his holding hers.
Browen was contemplating. "Either you want to hold hands with me or you don't want to come by later. Either way, I still get to enjoy your friendly company," he said with a crocodile smile. "Fine!" They sat down in their next class. Browen found history class boring. And if Garwin can start shit, so can I. She took his hand and started to pet it gently. He raised his eyebrows incredulously. She wants to play nice, eh? She smiled and raised his hand to her face. She was playing the Jaws theme song in her head. She kissed it delicately and then CHOMP! She clamped her teeth into his hand. As soon as he groaned into his sleeve, she dropped his hand and pretended to pay attention in class. Again, he faked cough to deceive the teacher. I can't believe she bit me! She's got teeth. He looked at his hand and saw the temporary teeth marks that made a crescent shape. He looked up at her. She chomped her teeth mockingly, "If you play with fire, you're gonna get burned."
With that, class ended. She got up and casually walked out of the classroom. His hand bled slightly. It's war, Green.. He left to his class. Browen was in her philosophy class. She greeted Caleb. "So what's with you and Elliot?" "Obvious huh? Well, we like each other a lot, we are very alike, and she's understanding, and pretty, and smart, and sensible, and..." "Okay, I get it. No need for depth." "Ha ha, well I can ask the same with you and Reid." "Eh, complicated. Like and hate and nothing in between." She purposely said like to be clear. Then, they paid attention to class. They walked back to their lockers.
Browen dumped her books and grabbed her lunch. Alexandra, Pogue, Elliot, and Reid were at the table already. Browen lightly tossed her lunch onto the table. She was in the process of sitting down and Reid stole her lunch bag. "Hey that's mine!" She went to grab it. "I wouldn't think you were hungry after the snack you had with my hand." "Wait what?" Pogue said. "Oh yeah, this little pirana thought I was so hot and delicious, which I am, that she decided to have a taste of me." He displayed his wound and the whole table chuckled. They all stopped paying attention to the two. He was acting mad but liked it.
"Can I have my lunch?" "Speak proper, Miss Green," he said again with the phoney accent. "May I have my lunch?" "What do I get now? Let's see..." "Why must you extort?" "I'm always looking for an opportunity. It's not my fault you take language for granted. How about when you meet me after school, don't wear your uniform," he said. Browen's eyes widened. I am not going naked you pervert! "Relax, I didn't say naked, although if you really want to..." "No!" He leaned and whispered, "Something hot you know, it won't be hard for you to do, so deal?" She was hungry that was her scapegoat for agreeing. "Okay," she snatched her lunch. In between bites she asked, 'What time does you practice end?" "It's a later practice, it ends at eight okay?" She nodded and ate her lunch.
Calculus was a breeze and the end of the day bell rang. Browen met up with Elliot. "Where's Al and Teresa?" "Alex is going with Pogue after school...Don't ask why. Teresa and Tyler are at the diner." "Jesus Christ, everyone has a stupid boyfriend but us, right?" Elliot was silent. "Shit El, not you too! It's a fuckin' plague!" "Knock it off. Face it, don't you find it strange to find guys exactly like us? It's gotta be fate or something like that. Plus, it's not like you're alone, you and Reid seem to be getting along... for the most part."
"So, will you be home or out with lover boy?" "Actually, I have to stick around for a group project in psychology. I'll be home about seven or so." "All right, bye." Browen went home and went straight with the homework. She made a slab of lasagna for whoever was going to be home. She had dinner. It was 7:08. She did her make-up. She put on skinny jeans with black ballet flats. She had a black lace tank top with a white and silver tank top on top. No one was still home. She wrote a note on the fridge. It said, "Getting murdered by Garwin at the school. Cell is on if you care." She drove back to school.