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Considering I didn't look the slightest as my bar self, I wasn't surprised Reid didn't recognize me that Monday. Sure, my hair was the same length, my face looked just the same, my body did too, but being dressed in my school uniform, the hair on the top of my head pulled into a French braid that stopped about three turns in and ended in a high ponytail.
I looked more like the nice schoolgirl than the sexy seductress I had pretended to be. This felt more like home – seeing as I felt comfortable not having to flash my bra nor my panties.
The reason I brought up the thing about Reid recognizing me, was because he actually didn't. He probably didn't recognize any of the girls that he'd been with or the ones that had rejected him – and I doubt the last option has been chosen by many.
Walking down the hallway along with my girls – Tammy and Lauren – our laughter was pretty noticeable. Reid and his friends were standing in the other end of the hallway, laughing and joking about something that obviously had to do with Reid and their so called Baby Boy Simms. I guess it was something Kate said about the two of them never getting a "real" relationship because they were secretly gay and in love with each other. Don't laugh, it's probably true.
In fact, I'd bet on it being true.
"Hey, Mel, what'cha thinkin'?" Lauren said annoying me by dragging out on every vocal until it didn't sound like a letter anymore. Of course she'd noticed my drifting away moment – and she'd probably seen where my gaze had landed too.
"Seriously, Mel, you could have any guy and you're looking at him?" Tammy raised her eyebrows pointedly at me, giving me a once over indicating I shouldn't protest.
We reached our lockers that second and I opened mine, blocking my face from their views.
"I can't get anyone, I don't look that good," I mumbled, my cheeks turning hot. I grabbed my books, a second later thanking heaven I hadn't grabbed for them a second later, seeing as my locker was slammed in my face. "What the-?" I shrieked at the two girls who looked at me with murderous glares.
"If you don't look good, then no one does," Lauren glared.
"Yeah, you've got that perfect face; high cheek-bones, a pointy little nose, big innocent brown eyes and full lips that every guy dreams about kissing. And then there's your hair! Gosh, I'd kill for those long brown curls, Mel! Kill!" Tammy was having an outburst, making me widen my eyes and starting to wonder if I should worry about my social status.
"Don't forget her body, it's perfect! I can't imagine how many years you've had to work for it," Lauren added, giving me another one of those pointy gazes. I raised my eyebrows and my hands in defeat.
"You see it one way, I see it another," I defended myself weakly.
Seeing the protests shaping on their lips, I started backing away, clutching my books to my chest. Unfortunately, there was one of those seemingly cute Hollywood moments, where I just turned to see where I was walking and ended up walking into someone – resulting in mine and his books on the floor.
"Jeez, I'm sorry!" I gasped out, reaching down for my books the same second he reached down for his. And of course, clumsy little me ended up banging my head into his and knocking us both onto our butts on the floor.
I looked up from my books – my face blushing a veeeeery attractive red – meeting the eyes of Baby Boy Simms – his face ironically having the same color mine did. I could see the laughter in his eyes, and I bet he could see it in mine, because we both cracked up into laughter at the same time.
"Quite the Hollywood meeting, good job," he laughed, his thoughts matching mine perfectly.
"Well, we all have our specialties, don't we?" I smiled at him, reaching out for my book only to have him take it from under my hands.
Tyler got to his feet, moving the books to one arm and reaching out towards me with the other.
"Thanks," I smiled again as I grabbed his hand and got to my feet. "I'm sorry about all of this, I'm not as graceful as I wish to be," I apologized, reaching out my hands to get him to give me my books. Being the cute guy I knew he was, he handed them to me with one of those cute smiles.
"It's okay."
The conversation died out after that and we ended up awkwardly staring at each other until the first bell was heard and I realized I had to run to get to class.
"Um, I've gotta go, but I'll see you around?"
Tyler gave me a smile that told me I would, until we headed in different directions down the hallway.
~k.k~
The periods that day moved by slower than usual, not only because I was still watching out for any notion from Reid or his group of friends, but it didn't seem like any of them recognized me. Weird how much a different hair style could change your appearance. Well, as I said, it wasn't just the Reid-situation that made the day boring.
Skillful I had to fall asleep during history, earning me a detention slip which ruined my plans to go shopping with Lauren and Tammy, and then it was that thing during math…
Well, we were given some insanely hard assignments, our professor telling us you needed two brains to crack this equation – haha, math-jokes are so negative (yeah, I know, I'm really funny!) – and ended up pairing me with Aaron Abbott. And, Jesus Christ, who knew Abbott was a perv?
That lesson ended up with me giving Abbott a black eye after he'd tried to get to my ass for the fifth time – I warned him all the other times that if he tried it again I'd give him a black eye, but did he listen? NOOOOO! – and of course getting handed another detention slip, since the professor thought I was just giving one of those lame innocent acts.
But then came Biology.
The lessons that day had been completely Son free, until this one, where – lucky me – all of them were assigned. They were already at their seats, spread out talking about something. They looked really deep into their conversation, Caleb telling them some sorry.
My eyes started looking for Tammy instead, finding her propped on the line of seats in front of the one of the Sons. Heading straight for the empty space next to her – and missing the leg that was extended straight in front of me.
Luckily I didn't do one of those really graceful things where I end up on the floor with a squashed nose. Nope, I managed to get hold of a desk to break my fall, locking gazes with Tammy.
"Shit, Mel, you okay?" she asked, getting up on her feet and grabbing my stuff from my arms.
I didn't acknowledge her though; instead I straightened up and turned around on my heel. This time it was a grinning Aaron Abbot next to an equally grinning Kira Snyder looking up at me. Abbott being the one that had tried to trip me.
"Asshole," I growled at him, earning a glare from Kira Snyder – whom I chose to ignore.
"Bitch," Abbot answered back, glaring at me as if he was trying to kill me with his stare.
"Oh, nice black eye, Aaron, I see you're aiming for a matching one!" I managed a smile at him even though this guy made me want to puke.
"Whore!" Kira outburst, whilst Abbott only got red in the face. She was standing in her seat looking like she couldn't believe a word she'd heard.
"Yeah, you should know the type," I smiled yet again, before turning my back at the chick and taking place in my seat. People all around the classroom stared at me like I was some lunatic or something, and I almost felt the need to flip them off.
Only I didn't have the time before the professor rounded the corner and entered the classroom. And already having been given two detention slips in one day – I didn't want to risk another.
Tammy tried hard to get my attention during the first minutes of class, but I worked my ignoring magic and ended up pissing her off so she wouldn't talk to me. Actually, I was listening to what the woman in front of the room was saying. Or trying to at least.
There was something about a group assignment that would be done by the end of the week, something, something, something – did I forget to tell you my listening skills ended about after I heard the relevant part? Ops, sorry! – and she would be assigning the groups.
Actually she'd already done so and was now writing names and splitting them in groups of four on the blackboard. My eyes drifted to where she'd neatly written:
"Melinda Carrey
Tammy Andersen
Pogue Parry
Tyler Simms"
And a little smile erupted on my lips. I could feel a pair of eyes in my neck but I ignored them as I turned to Tammy, giving her one of my cutest and angelic smiles.
"Tammy, sweetie, I'm sorry for ignoring you! I was mad but not at you. Abbott's an ass."
I could see the last part of that statement caught her attention and she turned to me with slits for eyes. "What did he do to you?"
"He tried to grab my ass five times – I did warn him about my fist landing in his face, but that idiot is too stupid to take advice." I sighed heavily and pouted my lips – actually going all the way with the "I'm sooooo innocent"-act – but I couldn't hold back my smile when I saw the one shaping on Tammy's lips.
"You hit him?"
"Of course, what do you take me for, an innocent little girl that's unable to defend herself?" I gave her a pointed look and she rolled her eyes.
"Sorry," she smiled, reaching out to hug me.
"Oh, and by the way – I managed two detention slips so I can't go shopping today," I mumbled quickly. Okay, I'm a lame ass, otherwise I would have told her those news in a much more proud way, but the truth is that I know how Tammy looks on shopping. And I didn't want her to get one of her fits.
As it was she didn't have the time to yell at me because our professor ordered us to get in our groups and start with the assignments.
Thinking this would be a piece of cake; I smiled widely and welcomed Pogue and Tyler to our beautiful desk.
Turned out this wasn't going to be easy. See, we're all persons with a different look on life, and seeing as our assignment involved ethics, it didn't work out very well. We all disagreed on some point and when we found one of those things we disagreed on, we ended up in an argument where no one would fold.
Our group sucked, big time.
Luckily though before we managed to get into another disagreement, the bell sounded and everyone stood in their seats. Tammy and I exchanged a look before practically running for the door, leaving Tyler and Pogue behind looking lost until Caleb and Reid rejoined them. We found Lauren leaning against the wall somewhat down the hallway, and we would have joined her if it hadn't been for the insanely hot guy she was talking to.
Instead we walked down to a bench standing appropriate in the hallway, and Tammy turned to me.
"It sucks you know," she mumbled, pouting her lips disappointedly.
"What?" I asked her distantly. My eyes had been left on Lauren and her guy-friend – she was blushing – but I'd noticed the four Sons leaving the classroom and my eyes lingered on Reid. I won't say I was glaring, but I can't say I was looking at him with longing either.
"That you've got detention," Tammy sighed, putting her elbow on her leg and propping her head into her palm.
"Whatever, who says I'll be there anyways?" I mumbled, redirecting my gaze as the Sons seemed to turn our way.
Tammy straightened up next to me, shaping her mouth into an 'O'. "You wouldn't…!"
"I wouldn't?" I asked, raising one of my eyebrows at her shocked face. "It's not like I care about getting into trouble," I mumbled, my fingers brushing through the hair in my ponytail.
"You're going to get expelled, you know…" Tammy mumbled under her breath. Her eyes must have met some guys' because she got one of those goofy grins on her face. I rolled my eyes and got to my feet.
"They can't expel me, I'm a straight A student," I grinned and got to my feet. "Come on, it's lunchtime!" I was determined to get that stupid smile away from her face – what guy was attracted to that? – and force her to play little miss Hard-to-get. We all know by now that is the way to get most guys' attention – Reid's amongst others.
Tammy gave me one of those annoying pouts but still followed me over to Lauren. The girl quickly said bye to her male company and we walked off to the cafeteria. Tammy didn't lose her pout until we were all seated around one of those round tables.
Lauren's face was lit up in a teasing smile and she turned to me, "What did Abbott do to deserve a fist in his face?"
I rolled my eyes and quickly explained to her about the whole "don't-grab-my-ass-or-I'll-hit-you"-situation. Earning Lauren's approval.
"Okay, 'cause we seriously don't need you to get expelled. I've actually come up with a plan," Lauren winked, diving into her dinner.
I raised one of my eyebrows towards her, preferring that before Tammy's confused face. "And may I ask what exactly that plan is?"
"You may," Lauren grinned, not showing any sign of telling.
Tammy and I spent the rest of the lunch period trying to get Lauren to tell – but big surprise, Miss Secretive didn't budge.
~k.k~
Actually, the only clue we got from Lauren was to be pretty and prepare for the best shopping trip in our lives. Oh, and that we were gathering in the parking lot.
So, an hour after the end of the school day, Tammy and I were ready and on our way down to the parking lot.
Only to stop dead in our tracks as we saw who Lauren was standing with.
Well okay, this sounds like something you could only dream up, but seeing as Lauren was Sarah's cousin, it wasn't really that hard to believe. So, as I recon you've all understood by now, standing next to Lauren was of course the four Sons of Ipswich, joined by Sarah and Kate.
"Seems like Lauren's finally made herself useful and pulled the Sarah-string," Tammy grinned widely and did something that looked like a mixture of skipping and running all the way over to the seven people standing in front of Tyler Simms Hummer.
I on the other hand stood still right where she'd left me, suddenly feeling like I should go and wrap myself up in a big poncho or something, instead of just the trench coat over my strapless top. My eyes were on Reid, watching him like a hawk – that's what I was supposed to do – and the second he caught sight on me and gave me one of those smiles, I buttoned up the jacket and tied the belt in the waist. Then I headed for their little group.
Reid obviously hadn't recognized me, and I was beginning to wonder if he'd been even drunker than I'd thought he had been that night. And my suspicions got confirmed when he didn't even show any signs of recognition as I reached the group.
"Mel, I was starting to think you'd turn and run back to the dorms," Lauren smiled widely, earning a few laughs from around her.
"Ha-ha, Lauren, you're so funny," I mumbled, pulling a hand through my hair and rolling my eyes. The smile on her face told me she saw the signs of irritation I knew I was showing.
"You just admitted to thinking about just that," Tammy grinned, making me turn towards her glaring.
Lauren chose that exact moment to intervene, avoiding a scream fight between me and Tammy. I can't blame her, I'd have done the same thing – mine and Tammy's fights always got ugly. "So, we'd better get going, what cars do we have?"
Caleb smiled, being the helpful good guy he was, and started picking off the different cars on his fingers – we had Tyler's infamous Hummer, Caleb's car, and if there was any of us girls with a car?
Yeah there was, Lauren offering her beloved hot pink be-wheeled monster, making me protest when she offered me a seat in it.
"I will not be in that monster!"
"Are you calling my baby a monster?"
"Fine, okay, DEATHTRAP!"
"She is not a deathtrap!"
"Have you looked at that piece of junk?"
"JUNK? It's my BABY!"
"Yeah, and your baby's got a serious case of broken legs!"
"She's not broken at all!"
"Not YET!"
"GAH!"
"I won't ride in that thing," I stated, actually stomping my foot into the asphalt.
"Fine then!" Lauren yelled, doing the same foot-thing I'd done.
We stood still, glaring at each other, none of us going to cave in this stare-off of ours. People around us were probably getting uncomfortable, but what did I know, I was staring at Lauren. I knew she was a stubborn-ass chick, but please, she'd never beaten me in anything that involved stubbornness.
It had probably gone about a minute or two when someone said something that made me turn away from Lauren and look at the person with small eyes.
"You can ride with us."
Reid Garwin.