Looking Back:
Sigh. The first month was over, and all anyone could think of was SUMMER! But of course, instead of ditching classes to go to the beach, we all had to start breaking out the winter clothes, and running to our cars to the building and back. No one wanted to be in the freezing weather. Duh.
But of course, the leaves in the wind weren't the only thing brewing. The boy's had a secret that was coming to a boil, that was being spilled slowly but steadily by one silly - as in silly, I mean completely dumb - girl, and an evil boy. I believe you know who. It isn't hard to guess, even after twenty-five years.
Anyways, as that was coming to it's climax, everyone else was just concerned with their own lives - who am I going to take to Homecoming? Who will Massie Block choose to be her date - come on, we all know she got over thirty invites - and so on.
And through all of this, the boys were still the ones squealing over the drama in the hallways while the girls looked on, rolling their eyes. They were still the ones giggling over their food at lunch, their heads bent together closely. And they were still the ones messing everything up.
Life never got easier.
-By Layne Abley, editor.
"And yeah, that's how I got the pic. Totally weird, right?" Kristen said to Landon, the second person to know the secret, after Skye, of course.
"Really? That's amazing... Can I see your phone for a second?" Landon asked, holding his palm out while licking his lips.
"Sure! Just don't drop it!" Kristen said, handing over her Droid, "What do yah' wanna do with it?"
"I'm just gonna fix my contact. I think my numbers been put in your phone wrong," Landon said, while pressing send. Okay, so maybe he was just sending the picture to himself, but he needed this. It was the perfect weapon for destroying Cam. When he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he deleted the sent message, then deleted the picture from Kristen's phone. It's not like she needed it or anything.
"Here you go. All better." Landon smiled falsely at Kristen.
"Oh, thanks! Did you ever notice that the leaves get extra brown when they're on the ground, not on the tree?" Kristen asked dumbly.
"Yeah... That's cool! I gotta go!" Landon said, standing up from the steps and walking in the building. Kristen could be a total blond sometimes. Landon walked down the hallway with total confidence, not that anyone noticed. He couldn't believe that even though Cam was his 'best friend', that he was still a loser here. What was wrong with this school?
"Hey Landon," Derrick said, leaning on the locker next to Landon's.
"Hey D, what's up?" Landon asked, reaching for his Block A textbook.
"Not much, just... hangin'." Derrick said, looking out at the hallways, "So, I asked Massie to homecoming."
"Yeah, you and ten million other guys," Landon rolled his eyes, shutting his locker. Every guy asked Massie to be his date. Every guy. Landon got the sex appeal and her looks, but really? She was probably an empty hole beyond that. Of course, that didn't stop him from asking her, but...
"I know," Derrick sighed, "But I really hope she says yes, you know?"
"I guess. Why don't you just ask Dylan. Wasn't she like, your best friend or something?" Landon asked. So maybe he was being a little bit of a man-bitch, but Derrick had no shot with Massie. At all. Plus, he had to work on giving out advice. He was going to be the new alpha soon.
"It wouldn't be the same. I don't like Dylan like that," Derrick huffed, looking at Landon. Why was he being so mean?
"Alright, whatever. Your choice. Catch ya' later," Landon said, walking away from Derrick briskly. Derrick watched him go, then pushed off the lockers and tightened his grip on his leather backpack. He walked down the hallways to German101, wishing that somebody would stop and talk to him, just this once. But no one did.
It sucked being a loser.
Dune looked out the window of the art room, staring out at the almost empty trees with an expression that matched. Empty. He sighed, then looked at his painting. It meant more to him than anyone could imagine. Massie tried to peg a meaning to it, but he knew she would never get it. The only one that could might be Chris. And that was a possible long shot. Dune turned back to the window. A few kids lingered around the yard, even though first period had started over ten minutes ago, and it was beginning to drizzle outside. Dune was about to sink further in his seat when he felt something tap on his shoulder.
"Hello mysterous," Alicia purred, grinning at him. Dune stood up, and put on hand on his backpack, almost as though the plan of escaping was already made.
"Uhm, my names actually Dune." Dune said, his rough voice even rougher than normal.
"Oh, Dune. That's a sexy name." Alicia touched his shoulder, playing with the loose string of his beat up biking jacket.
"Uh..." Dune replied, looking around Alicia. He hadn't talked to anyone but Massie and Chris, and kept to himself. Even if he had talked in minor conversations, he was sure that he hadn't said much.
"So, where do you want to do this?" Alicia asked bluntly, pressing herself closer to him.
"Actually, I can't. Bye." Dune said, holding up a ringed finger and stepping around Alicia. He made a beeline for the door, leaving his painting behind.
He'd rather make it out alive - and a virgin - instead of going back for it.
"Mass!" Skye called out to Massie, who was pulling out a sandwich from her brown paper bag. Massie turned and waved, then patted the empty seat next to her. Skye grinned, then plunked her butt in the chair.
"Nikki won't mind?" Skye asked. Nikki hadn't grown to like Skye, and for the first three weeks of school, Skye had been reduced to sitting with the LBRs.
"No. She'll make it," Massie said, biting into one of her four cheese-and-ham triangles.
"Okay, because I don't wanna make her mad-"
"What are you doing here?" Nikki asked, putting one hand on her seat and glaring at Skye while Alicia peered over her shoulder.
"Nik, can't Skye just sit here for today. You really haven't given her a chance." Massie said, although instead of looking in Nikki's eyes, she was looking at her hair. Nikki could be terrifying.
"Maybe because you give too many chances Massie." Nikki said, knowing that she had Massie right now. Massie would probably look apologetically at Skye, then ask her to leave, which of course, Skye would.
"Maybe it's because she knows better than you," Skye challenged. She wasn't about to go out without a fight.
"What did you say?" Nikki asked, raising a perfectly waxed black eyebrow.
"Maybe it's becuase she knows better than you." Skye repeated, looking striaght into Nikki's mint green eyes.
"Maybe you need to get your ass outta that chair and go back to where ever you came from," Nikki said back, shifting her weight to her right foot.
"Maybe I don't." Skye countered. She knew that it was an extremely weak comback, but she was losing it. She couldn't win, and Nikki could see that.
"Yes, you do. Now get out of the seat before I make you get out. And believe me, if I have to make you, it won't be pretty." Nikki said, smirking.
"This isn't over," Skye hissed, leaning over the table at Nikki.
"I'm sure it isn't hon," Nikki replied, fluffing her dark bangs and picking up her spoon. Skye glanced at Massie, then got up and walked over to sit with the losers.
"Massie, no more loser friends sitting at this table. We don't want to ruin our reputation as the BB's, okay?" Nikki said, her green eyes piercing into Massie's.
"Okay." Massie whispered, picking at her sandwich while Alicia looked on with mock-pity in her eyes.
"So where did Skye come from anyways?" Alicia asked lightly.
"Some place in Rhode Island. I don't remember the name." Massie whispered again.
"Go figure. Small sity girl doesn't know her place in big 'ol Westchester," Nikki said with an evil grin.
"I'm going to go to the nurse. I think I'm going to be sick." Massie said, standing up and leaving her food on the table. Cam took her spot just as she pushed through the doors.
"What was that about?"
"Oh nothing. Hey babe," Nikki leaned over and pecked Cam on the lips while Alicia looked away. She didn't believe in 'dating'.
"Well that's good, I guess. You wanna go to the dance with me on Friday. I heard the freshman Homecoming sucked, but this one is supposed to be awesome." Cam said, watching Nikki carefully while keeping tabs on Alicia from the corner of his eye.
"Duh. Pick me up at seven?"
"Duh." Cam mocked, standing up, kissing Nikki on the cheek and winking at Alicia while Nikki wasn't looking. Then, he sauntered out the door.
"Help our horses!" Dylan said from outside the cafeteria door before sitting down an munching on her tofu ribs. Since it was too cold outside now, she had to move her HELP! table to the outside of the cafeteria. True, she was making better money for the causes out here, but she missed the blue sky and wind in her hair. Massie came bursting through the doors just as Dylan was about to make another annoucement.
"Hey Massie!" Dylan said, startling Massie.
"Oh, hey Dylan!" Massie said, sniffling and wiping her eyes really quickly.
"Everything alright?" Dylan asked.
"Fine, just fine. What cause are you helping today?"
"Oh, the horses of sporting events. You know how they get harshly abused? Well, I'm raising money to stop it. Or at least try." Dylan smiled at Massie.
"Oh, neat. I don't like horses, but I'll donate." Massie said, reaching in her pocket and dropping a fifty in the glass jar.
"Thanks! Why don't you like horses?"
"They're big and scary, and they go way to fast for me." Massie giggled.
"Oh, I see. Well, have a good day!" Dylan said, waving at Massie.
"You too," Massie replied, hurrying down the hallway. Dylan sighed, then sat down. That was the reason she wasn't into the whole popularity thing.
By the end of the day, someone was always in tears.
"Jesus Christ!" Claire said, tripping over Chris's giant foot, "You wanna not stick your foot out in the middle of the hallway?"
"You wanna watch where you're going?" Chris said back, pulling his feet in and standing up. Chris wasn't really into being interrupted while he was skipping BioChem.
"You know Christopher, you need to watch it, because you and I have been crossing paths to many times, and I don't like it." Claire said, squinting up at Chris. She didn't like tripping over other peoples feet while half high.
"You don't like it? What about me, Miss. I'm-the-center-of-the-goddamn-universe." Chris said, balling his fists. Maybe he needed to go to two Anger Management classes a week, not one.
"You know, you and me Chris, we're not so different. You're bitchy and mean, I'm bitchy and mean. You cut class, I cut class. Maybe we should either stay out of each others way, or join up, 'cause this little thing we're doing isn't working for either of us." Claire said. The idea hit her in the gut, and it seemed perfect to her. Or at least it did in her head.
"We're not so different? Claire, you smoke pot and drink, all the time. You're a total diva. All I want to do is get out of here as soon as possible, so shut your mouth and stop making stupid ideas, 'cause we are not 'joining up'." Chris almost laughed. The idea was so retarded.
"You're getting away with this 'cause I'm too high to think of anything to say, but believe me Christopher, you're going to come begging to me one day. And you better hope I'm still not angry." Claire huffed. She had no idea how this conversation was going, and she just needed to finish her joint in twenty minutes before everyone else got out of class.
"If you even remember it," Chris said under his breath as Claire walked out the front doors. He rolled his eyes, then slipped into the boys bathroom. At least he wouldn't run into any estrogen-propelled girls in there.
Kristen hummed annoyingly loud as she pretended to do her Algebra1 worksheet. She had the seat right next to the vent in the classroom, as did Kemp in the classroom next door. And he could hear every note Kristen was missing as she hummed.
Kemp: Shut up, plz.
Kristen: WHOA! how did u no i waz hummmin?
Kemp: i have the seat next 2 vent in mrs. lasserlys classrm, & u have the seat next to the vent in mrs. vangs classrm. i can hear u.
Kristen: OH, SRRY! MY B!
Kemp: yeah, just a little.
Kristen: so wht up?
Kemp: not much. u?
Kristen: same... so wht do u thinks gonna happen?
Kemp: idk... it seems like a pretty good plan, but it might fall throu. hbu?
Kristen: OMG, SAME! liek... i dunno. i think that he wuld liek, fight back, u no?
Kemp: yea, i no. i guess we'll find out friday.
Kristen: yuppers. on fridayyyyyyyy.
Kemp: but remember, DON'T TELL ANYONE!
Kristen: kk, i promise. ttyl!
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