Perhaps I ought to explain things a bit first: This short chapter is written from the point of view of Tyler's Mary-Sue girlfriend. She's jealous, very jealous. And I've started on working out a proper plot to connect my chapters, 'cause I really don't want to do one-shots. Enjoy!
5. Mine
She knew she was pretty – she had the requisite slim figure which had the faintest hourglass outline. She didn't need make-up, her face was exquisitely featured enough. But that didn't stop her from applying the odd dash of lip-gloss. And from the top of her shiny black hair to the tips of her delicately manicured toes, she was near-perfect. And she knew it. Her sultry figure drew the attention of many boys at Spenser Academy, and she liked the attention. Not that she was so self-possessed and vain, but she was a beautiful girl and that was what you got for being beautiful. Hungry, furtive stares, discreet pieces of paper asking for her number, and what-not.
Too late, boys. I've got a boyfriend. Tyler Simms.
Tyler Simms was a dream. She loved the way Tyler would stare off into the distance sometimes when they were talking, and when she tried to catch his attention, he would turn and kiss her impulsively. She loved the way Tyler would get all shy and red-cheeked when she suggested they go on another date. She loved the way Tyler swam in the swimming pool. Heck, her eyes would be riveted on Tyler's bare back as he catapulted towards the other end of the pool, arms powering him on in a freestyle. Tyler was picture-perfect when swimming. Not to mention how he looked in a speedo.
Not anymore.
Now she began to notice things, slight things, the smallest of indications that perhaps Tyler wasn't so in love with her as she had formerly thought. There was the way Tyler acted in front of Reid, for example. Tyler would give a shy smile at Reid and congratulate him for that great shot during a game of pool, and Reid would ruffle Tyler's hair and Tyler would blush. She saw how Tyler's eyes followed Reid, how Tyler's eyes scanned Reid's entire figure, how Tyler took the effort to stand beside Reid, as close to Reid as he could get, as if that just one touch from Reid would make his day.
No. Tyler and Reid had always been best friends. And she was Tyler's girlfriend. Beautiful girlfriend, let's not forget that.
But then she saw how Reid would whisper in Tyler's ear when the two boys played pool, and it was a sexy kind of whisper, with Reid's lips positively touching Tyler ear. She saw how Reid would stand behind Tyler and wrap his arms round Tyler's waist, and laugh. And Tyler's eyes would brighten, as if, as if he was . . . excited? As if his heart were beating faster?
No. Tyler was her boyfriend. Her boyfriend. After all, she was the most beautiful and most perfect Mary-Sue in all Ipswich.