More Than Friends?

~Chapter Eight: The Job Application~

TWe get back from the theaters and Mrs. Walsh hands me the job application that she took from me earlier.
I go to my room and start filling it out.

Hottopic Job Application
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1) (Please put your First, Middle, and Last name below.
(First) Alice (Middle) Mai (Last) Bonham

2) (Please put your age below)
17 years old

3) (Please put the date you were born on)
October 31, 1998

4) Have you ever been employed?
Yes

5) What job position would you like at Hottopic?
Person in charge of putting new mannequins up, and putting new/more clothes out when Hottopic receives new stock.

6) When can you start?
As soon as I am needed. Preferably within the next week.

7) Thank you, please mail or give to your local Hottopic.

I finish up the application when I get a knock on my door. "Come in," I say. Alex opens the door and walks into my room. "Hey, how's the application going?" He asks. "I just finished." I say cheerfully. I get up from my bed and, I grab my laptop. I plop back down on my bed and look up 'Youtube' in the search bar. Alex plops down beside me. "What're you doing?" He asks. "Well, my phones busted so this is the only way I can get music." I say as I look up 'Millennia by Crown The Empire'. "I almost forgot." He says as he gets up and leaves. He comes back about 5 minutes later with a small black box with a white satin bow. "Here." He says as he hands me the box. "What's this?" I say as I relieve the small gift. "Just look." He insists. I undo the bow and open the box. In it sits a silver iPhone 5s. I look back up to Alex. "You did not just spend 2,000 dollars on me." I say in shock. "Yeah, I did." He says nervously. I playfully punch him. "You're aren't supposed to do that. I could've saved up my money and bought a new one." I say. "I know, but you're my best friend, and. I know what it's like without being with music. Your whole world falls apart. That's why I also got you this." Alex says as he hands me two $100 gift cards, and a pair of headphones. "Alex, stop spending your money on me. Seriously, I can buy my own stuff." I say. He rubs his neck. "Yeah, I know but, like I said. You're my best friend and when you don't have music you're whole world falls apart. Not to mention how hard your life already is." He says nervously. "Well, thanks." I say as I give him a small hug. "Well, I'm going to go. I'll leave you to downloading music." He says as he begins getting up. "Dude, no. Get back here. I need help finding bands. I always forget one. Always." I say. "Fine." Alex sits back down and we start going through my iTunes on my mac. We find all the bands we know and download them. We then transfer the music on my mac to my new iPhone. "Thanks again." I say. "No problem. Look I'm going to head downstairs. I think I'm going to go watch Supernatural." Alex says as he begins getting up. "Right behind you." I say following him. The day ends and Monday begins. We get to school the next day and again the classes go by really fast. Lunch rolls around sooner than later. Alex sits with me at my sad little table, and we both listen to Millennia. I sketch as always and he sits there. Staring at me. I hate the feeling of being watched. "What, why do you keep staring at me?" I ask politely. "No reason, just lost in thought." He replies. Lie. "Don't lie Alex, I've known you since second grade. Why do you keep staring at me?" I ask once more. "Because, I like looking at beautiful people." He finally says. He then looks down and blushes a little. I go back to sketching. "You don't have to lie." I say again, and Alex looks up. "Alice, I'm not lying." He says on a serious tone. "Yeah you are. I'm not pretty at all. Calling me pretty would be like dating a whale." I say. "Well, then I guess dating whales is pretty good. Because you are beautiful Alice." He says as he gets up and comes to sit down beside me instead of in front of me. We sit there. Me sketching and him listening to the music and having the lyrics engulf him. The bell rings and I gather my stuff. We both get up and head to Study hall. From there the day drags out.
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Mr. Garcia wouldn't shut up so We were stuck listening to him blab about "emos" and "goths", and how you shouldn't socialize with them. Alex and I sat by each other cracking up. At one point Alex got up and flipped him off while his back was turned but, Stacy saw. Alex sat down in the blink of an eye and opened his book as I went back to sketching, and we acted like nothing happened. "Excuse me, Mr. Garcia." Stacy said. Mr. Garcia turned around to face her. "Yes Stacy?" He replied irritably. "Alex just flipped you off." She says. He turns around faster than you can say "emo". He looks at the both of us, and walks up tour desks. "Mr. Walsh?" Mr. Garcia says. Alex looks up for his book. "Yes sir?" He responds. "Is what Stacy says, true?" He asks Alex. "No sir." Alex replies making at seem as if Stacy was lying just to get him in trouble.
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"Hey, remember earlier in Study Hall today, when I flipped Mr. Garcia off and claimed I did nothing?!" Alex says as he walks up to me after school. "Yeah I do, that was some funny shit. He got so pissed at Stacy afterwards." I say as we both begin laughing. We get I his truck and go home. While we're driving home he asks me a question I wish he hadn't. "Are you feeling okay?" "How so?" I inquire. "I mean, about the whole, your parents going to prison thing." He says. "Oh, well, I'm doing pretty fine. You guys can adopt me for all I care. I never want to see their faces again." I say disgusted t even the thought of my parents. "Okay." He says. From then on we sit the rest of the way in silence.