Falling For The Wrong Girl

Chapter Seven

Picture above is Dianna Agron as Aeleon...beautiful, right?

I kissed him, I kissed him. That's all I could think of, all my brain could process.

I kissed Holt Rider, and worse, i liked it... a lot.

I was at a party, a party thrown to celebrate Holt's victory and so far... i was bored.

Avery was already drunk and dancing her ass off with some random guy.

Holt was sucking a redhead's face while some crow haired bimbo was sucking his neck. Everyone i knew was busy having fun and I was just sitting, moping.

I couldn't drink, not because I was the designated driver but because I had never in my life, tasted a single drop of alcohol, and I'm proud of it.

The loud music was gradually giving me a headache and i couldn't wait to leave. But, of course, I had to and my drunken best friend was the reason. Anytime I walked to Avery telling her that we should be on our way, she'd scream and throw tantrums. Forgive me if i didn't want everyone to stare at me.

Eventually, Avery returned to me crying loudly because the guy had felt her up and, demanding we go home.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes in annoyance ten minutes later. I was driving us home and Avery wouldn't shut up. At least I learnt something, a drunk Avery is an annoying Avery. A very annoying Avery.

"Aeleon...." she started but trailed off

"What?" I asked

"Nothing, just wanted to hear your voice"

I was enjoying 10 seconds of peace when she spoke again.

"Aeleon" she said

"What?" I sighed, feeling tired

"Your name is so unusual." she giggled and I rolled my eyes.

"Aeleon" she said again, after 20 seconds of silence

"What?"

"I think I might puke" she sighed

"Whatever, it's your car" I shrugged

After 20 seconds, she started talking again

"Aeleon, I wanna pee" she said

"So? You wanna pee? Pee. I am too tired, hungry and angry to deal with your drunk ass right now" I snapped

"Aeleon" she said again after a minute. Like seriously, can't a girl have some peace?

"What?!" I growled, seriously contemplating knocking her out cold.

"I have a secret" she whispered. 

"Yeah?" I urged, interested

"I... I think I'm in love with your brother" she said

"Bruce?" I asked, confused

"No, Martin Luther King. Of course, Bruce!" she said

"Wow" I managed to say.

"He doesn't notice me though. All he sees is his sister's nerdy best friend" she sighed

She likes Bruce? Wow... Bruce and her were like, total opposites. She's nerdy and all for science, he is not. He likes black haired girls, she's got red hair. She likes sweet, non-swearing guys and he's not that. 

'But maybe, just maybe' I thought to myself 'maybe I could set them up. After all, opposites attract, right? They'll make a cute couple and it'll be amazing if Bruce settles down, with my best friend! All I have to do, is get them at the right place at the right time.'