Chapter 13
(Kyle's POV)
'Look, just calm down man,' Ian wouldn't stop pacing, I swear he's going to run a hole in the ground any second, 'there's nothing you can do about it, the guy doesn't even recognise you.' Damnit, looking at Ian's face I knew nothing I could say would help. I ran my fingers through my hair for the millionth time tonight and pulled out my last-resort-strategy.
'Just think about Wanda,' he stopped moving at the sound of her name, 'she's friends with him, and for some stupid reason seems to like your ugly as- aghh' I rubbed my arm after Ian had taken his fist away.. 'all I'm saying is, if you beat up that kid to get your revenge or whatever, Wanda's definitely going to fall out with you..big time.' I held my hands up in surrender and retreated to the couch and wrapped an arm around Jodi.
'urgh! Why does she have to make friends with him of all people!' As soon as Ian had come back from dropping Wanda off at home he'd been non-stop ranting, I wish he'd go run it off or go punch something other than me.
'You're going to have to deal with it dude, and pretty soon...you don't know when you'll have to see him again.' I tried to be helpful...but since I'm never helpful I don't really think it was working.
'I say tell Wanda about him, that's what I would want if I were in her shoes.' Jodi piped in, she always had a way of speaking her mind at innapropriate times...
'Yeah great JODE'S. Thanks SO much for your input!' ...shit. Ian's face was bright red, his jaw and hands clenched as if he'd lunge at the next person who spoke. I looked over at Jodi and I could tell she was matching Ian's anger...she hates being called Jode's.
I stood up slowly, making sure to put my body in between them both, 'hey, no need to get testy, why don't you take a run or go beat up the punching bag for a bit..' I gave Ian the you-need-to-get-out-while-you-still-can look. I assume he got the message as a second later he walked out towards the garage in a huff, hopefully he'll punch his rage out on the make-shift punching bag I fixed to the roof in there.
(Wanda POV)
'Tell me everything! Start from the beginning, back at the stadium, and don't you dare leave anything out.' Mel had pulled me straight through the doorway, barely giving me a chance to call out a goodbye to Ian, and dragged me to the couch in the front room - she had clearly been looking out the window waiting for Ian's truck to pull up and pounced on me the second it did.
I sighed, not really wanting to relive what almost-happened, 'well, you know how Burns was being really over-friendly and stuff...' Mel nodded along 'erm..well..when you and Jared went to go look for Ian he tried... he tried to kiss me - but Ian showed up and Burns backed off right away, then you know the rest.' Her mouth was just hanging open as I finished.
'That JERK! I can't believe he'd try something - there of all places!' she grabbed both of my hands with hers, 'listen Wanda, you can't hang out with him anymore, sure see him in class or whatever, but promise me you won't be alone with him again...' she was never normally this protective, I was actually surprised.
'Why do you say that? He knows not to do it again..' 'I just have a really bad feeling about that guy, nobody knows what he was like before he transferred here, I've asked around and gotten nothing! Just promise me Wanda' ...If I was being honest with myself, I didn't trust him either, which is why I could give Mel what she wanted without lying or feeling guilty...'I promise Mel, if you want me to stay away, I won't be friends with him.'
'Good, now tell me all about Ian!'
I couldn't get over how girly and talkative Mel was being, I can tell I won't get away with the quick story on this subject - I went to go get us some drinks and snacks before settling back onto the couch and starting with when Mel and Jared left...this is going to be a long night.