Philo

CHAPTER THREE

After school, four weeks after, I didn't sign up for any clubs yet, so everyone separated. Yet before we did, we all exchanged numbers. "So we can ask about homework and stuff!" Phoebe giggled. Jay rolled her eyes. "Phoebe, I wouldn't be surprised if a lint ball on the wall distracted you from your homework." We all waved good bye, except Carson. He decided to walk me to the door. The girls were giving me deathstares, but I just shrugged them off, because I was happy that I had great friends now. It probably showed on my face, because Carson smirked and asked, "Are you imagining me making out with you right now?" "Ew. No, Carson. No." I gave him a face of disgust, but he just laughed, and gave me a stink eye. "You're such a loser, Carson." "I'm a fool to you, my dear." He smiled, and bowed with his hand out, expecting me to take it. "Nice try." Are all public school boys "love at first sight" molesters?
We walked out and I saw my mom's car. I ran out and pulled open the door, Without looking back. I knew I should've. "How was your day?" My mom asked. "Uh, yeah. Great. Learning and stuff." I tried to get my seatbelt on, but it was stuck on the car door. As soon as I got it out and put it on, we drove off, but not before I noticed Carson, waving at us like an idiot. I hoped that my mom didn't notice, but knowing that she had eyes on the back of her head, I didn't bother and she saw him.
"Who's that kid out there?"
"Someone."
"Oh! A boy?"
"No."
"A girl? Do you finally have a friend?"
"No."
"Then who is he?"
"WHAT is he you mean? He's an alien from way to far a planet to understand English. Or girl for that matter."
As soon as I got home, the first thing I got was a text. It was from Jay.
J: Hey Grl. Meet me tomrw @ tree. I alrdy tld Phebs bout it.
PR: okay.
I wonder how important this meeting was, because I couldn't even understand half the things Jay texted.
At dinner, my mom looked at me with excitement. "Honey did you make friends?" She said, trying to keep her excitement in. "Huh? Oh yea. I did." She jumped up and down in her chair like a five year old waiting in line for a carousel ride. "I'm so proud! On the first day too!! Are you popular?" She half squealed. "Um, yea. Something like that." I'm not lying. I was popular... She's just not getting the clear picture. She squirmed. "I'm so proud!! First day and already making friends!" She got up. "C'mon. Let's go celebrate with some ice cream." "Uh, mom it's not that big of-" "WE'RE GETTING ICE CREAM."
The next day I did the same routine except I had my hair in a high pony and I wore my floral crop top with a white undershirt and jean shorts. As soon as I got to school, I once again tried to avoid every boy, yet they kept constantly bumping into me, which made me more scared of suffocating than falling in love with one of them. As soon as I got to the tree, I saw Ethan, Phoebe and Jay there, all with big smiles. "So. Paisley, what did you choose?" Jay stepped closer. "Yea yea! What did you choose??" Phoebe jumped up and down. Ethan looked excited but didn't say anything. At first, I had no idea what they were talking about. Then I figured it out. Jay called me out because she wanted to know what club I was in. "Well it was a no brainer. I'm joining the drama club." They stopped in their tracks so fast it kinda scared me. "Woah really?" Ethan asked, a smirk on her face and arms crossed. "Eh?!" Jay yelled. "Are you serious?!" Phoebe yelled. I showed them my confusion. "What's so bad about it?" "Paisley..." They said at the same time "...that's the club Carson's in!" At first I was confused, then I figured it out. That's the club Carson's in. I actually was unsurprised for some reason. "Did someone say my name?" Carson strolled in and threw his arm carelessly around me. I pushed it of, being real careful of my phobia. He put it back on anyway, and I let off some shivers. "Hey hey Carson!" Phoebe yelled, "Paisley's in your drama class!" All the girls and guys were staring at us now. The guys wondering what was going on and the girls already understanding and giving me deathstares again, but this time they made me squirm. Carson gave a big smile. "Really? Is that true Paisley?" I looked away. "So what if I am? I've been acting since kindergarten." He smiled at me, then lifted him arm up gently off my shoulder. "Oh! I came over here cause I wanted to tell you guys something really important." Carson telling everyone except me gotten everyone's attention. "I have a friend coming from Australia. His name is Bruce-" "BRUCE WAYNE?!" Phoebe screamed. Carson gently patted her head, which is the "Oh Phoebe" message but she didn't get it. She just stood there and smiled like the idiot she is. "Bruce Turner. He's coming tomorrow. You guys will love him, trust me." He then turned to me. "Not you Paisley Rose. You..." He came close and whispered, "...can only love me." I acted up and pushed him away, and he laughed. "Oh Paisley you're reactions are so cute." I looked away at an attempt to hide my blush. "He's coming tomorrow. Can you guys come with me to pick him up?" We all agreed to meet right after school tomorrow and drive in Jay's van, although I didn't really agree cause again... I barely know these people. I asked my mom and she squealed with excitement and yelled, "More friends!" So I took that as a yes.
After calming my mom down, I rested in my bedroom, attempting to study but got distracted about tomorrow. Who is Bruce? Is he like Carson? Another boy? An "ug" smoothed its ways out of my lips. After I got a text. I expected it to be Ethan, annoying me about snacks, or Jay, who wants to know how hot he is. But it was someone else, not even Phoebe.
?: Helloooooo... Are you excited about tomorrow???
PR: Who is this?
?: You forgot about me already? Don't worry, I'll never forget you Paisley Rose.
PR: Carson?
C: So you do remember. You little trickster I like that.
PR: Seriously how did you get my number?
C: I asked Phoebe for it. You can always count on her.
PR: Whatever. I want to know who Bruce specifically is
C: nope, can't tell you.
PR: why?
C: You'll fall in love with him
PR: like hell I would. What is he
C: so you love me?
PR: just tell me who he is!
C: aw you're so cute even on text.
PR: CARSON!
C: I won't say physical description, but I will say he's more loud, outgoing, and he has an Australian accent, so he's very popular with the girls
PR: the last part was not necessary
C: yes it was
PR: forget it. I'm going to bed
C: wait!
PR: what is it? Anything else?
C: give me a virtual goodnight kiss.
PR: GOODNIGHT.