Swears. - Chim

four

Eighth period was boring. The teacher didn't let us talk. He was fucking strict but it was somewhat funny to see him get mad at mischievous kids and become a sarcastic asshole.

Cheryl sat beside me. She seemed to not really care about this class I could see her out of the corner of my eye always looking down at her desk or the paper in front of her. Putting her head in her hands and leaning to the side.

She only opened her mouth to yawn, but whenever we needed to get out a sheet of paper, she'd give me one. i didn't even have to ask, and she didn't say anything either.

I watched her write her name on her paper. The ink was streaky and curly, she wrote so quickly you would think she had rehearsed it for hours.

I wanted to say something to her. Anything. Just talk. But i didn't want to bother her.

"You kids may leave now, make sure you study for next week's test!" blah blah bullshit.

i throw my bag over my shoulder, stand up and look over to Cheryl. She smiles at me.

"Is it always like this in here?" She asks me as we begin to walk out.

"Shitty? Yeah." I tell her. She quietly giggles putting her hand up to her mouth. God she is adorable.

"Kimmy's got a dirty mouth!" She squeals as we walk through the hallway and I cut through the sea of people as she walks close beside me.

"Maybe you should clean it" I say with out thinking. I quickly look in the other direction pretending to look around for something or someone, anything to hide that I'm blushing at my own damn words.

"Oh Kimba. I would love to." She pulls on my sleeve and I look at her with red cheeks. She smiles wildly, almost laughs.

Fucking shit!

We walk out of the school. Cheryl tugs at her backpack straps and straightens her mini skirt. She has the perfect body.

"Come on Kimba." She whines i must've been daydreaming or something. She pulls on my arm and we begin walking in the direction of our houses.

Chez walks close beside me as we walk across the street and when we walk on the cement side walks with cracks in them as she kicks little rocks with the toe of her black boot. She bumps into my every so often and just smiles at me.

I can smell her sweet perfume and lipgloss and the dirt from the dead grass tracing the sidewalk. The sky is pale. Like old blue washed out paint with wispy blotches of white-grey smudged clouds.

"So Kim. You have a boyfriend?" She asks as she turns her head to look at me, her hair masking a little part of her face. She walks so fast for a person as small as she is. But I just take bigger steps and don't complain.

"Nope." I say and she looks so adorable with her slim fingers peaking out of the sleeves of her black sweater. Looking like children's hands.

"What?" She raises her voice, her voice braided with something, almost disbelief maybe. "How Kimba!? You're sooo pretty!" She turns her body as we continue to walk down the muddy street. She pulls on my arm when her voice carries out the "so" and I smile. Butterflies fill my tummy.

"I-" I start but she cuts me off.

"And that smile. Awhhh. GOD I'D DIE FOR IT!" She widens her eyes and puts her hand on my shoulder.

"Calm down Chezza" I laugh at how dramatic she is.

"You have such a cute laugh." She smiles, little indentions pressing into her cheeks, and looks ahead of where we are walking. I still try to keep up.

"YOU have such cute dimples" I tell her, a big smile still on my lips. I squeeze her cheek closest to me.

I just meet her but I feel like I have known her for forever.

She swats my hand away. She juts out her bottom and narrows her eyebrows.

I CANT SHE IS SO CUTE AND ADORABLE AND BEAUTIFUL AND
LOVELY

"Stop it! You're being way too cute Chez!" I say playfully pushing her shoulder. She smiles as we walk.

I pretend to be focused on getting home but I can't. Cheryl is right next to me acting too cute.

"You don't need a man anyway!" She exclaims and I can see her eyebrows furrow. "All they do is drag you down and make you mad. They always get in your way, they do the stupidest things without thinking and think it won't affect anyone else." As she speaks her voice fades from strong defiant strokes to quiet wisps.

I don't really agree with her, but I think she is just speaking from her experiences.

I notice how close we are to our houses. I can't wait to just lay in my bed and take a nap.

"ugh I still have a lot of unpacking to do I'm so lazy." She complains and I dont know what to tell her.

"Dont you want to just get it over with?" I ask.

"Yeah but I am lazy." She repeats. She doesnt seem to be mad.

"Oh"

"Kimmy you make school fun." She says after a silent pause. She is probably just saying that to make conversation.

"Nah."

"Yes!"

"N-"

"Yes Kimba!" She interrupts. "You're so fun to talk to. And you even give me a nice view at the same time." She winks. I feel my cheeks burn like crazy.

"You've even got a plump ass." She says noticing my colored cheeks turn a deeper red. "Oi Kimba"

She turns and walks backwards in front of me. She strokes my cheeks with her soft fingertips. Her voice wisps into a quiet laugh then slowly grows louder.

"Don't laugh at me!" I dramatically pout and cross my arms in front of my chest. She smiles and returns to my side, walking beside me.

"I wasn't" I can tell by her voice she is still smiling.

"Meanie."

"I am not a meanie!" Her jaw drops and she puts her hand to her chest pretending to be shocked and offended.

"Kimmy you're my best friend! Don't call me a meanie." My stomach rolls excitedly at her calling me her best friend.

"Whatever." I roll my eyes and look to my side, acting like I'm annoyed.

We are now in front of her house our feet in the dry grass of the sidewalk. She is looking at me, I avoid eye contact keeping up the act.

"Oh Kimba don't be mad at me cutie. You know you can't!" She puts her hand on my shoulder trying to get me to look at her. I did, she pauses for me to say something but i dont. Because I'm a stubborn girl.

"Fine then. I will see you tomorrow Kimba. Don't be mad at me beautiful. I will buy you a burger and a coke. I swear!" I smile at her and her cuteness. She pulls my into a hug and I inhale her sweet perfume.

She called me beautiful.

"See you Meanie." I say to her and she pouts as i turn around and cross the cracked street to my house.

She called me beautiful.

She called me beautiful.