Curly Headed Cutie (Original)

Chp. 19: Butterflies

End Of School Day...

"Hey Dad, I was wondering if I could hang out with some friends this afternoon. I should be home before 10 tonight," I ask, pressing the phone to my ear.

I stand near my locker, grabbing my backpack, as Dad replies, "Sure, Ani, I don't mind! As long as you're home before 10, I'm okay with that."

I smile, excitedly, "Thanks, Dad! Love you!"

"Love you too!"

I hang up and find myself leaping with joy.

Internally of course.

Just imagine how awkward that'd be if I did...

I'd probably fall on someone...

I slip my backpack onto my back, seeing as it's the end of the school day now. I have to meet Travis in the parking lot.

I smile, realizing that I have friends now, and not people who are my brother's friends. Not that I don't love them, it's just I'd rather have my own friends and not my brother's friends.

If that...makes sense at all...

I sigh, feeling happy. I turn around and make my way down the hall, people of course running into me, and I being super awkward about it. I glance around the hall trying to find Daniel's classroom and finally spot it.

I slide past people and nearly trip over someone's foot. I run into Daniel's classroom and find him sitting at his seat, Jennifer standing next to him playing with his hair. I stare in shock as Daniel looks up at her smiling as Jennifer traces her finger over his jawline.

I gag, gripping my backpack straps.

What the hell!!!!

They're supposed to be broken up!!!

I clear my throat loudly, and both whip their head around to look at me. Daniel's cheeks turn red, despite his sienna brown skin, "Tiffany! Hey!"

He stands, fixing his white t-shirt, and pulling at his bleach-washed jeans. He pulls Jennifer's hand from his hair, and says, awkwardly, "What's up?"

I look from him to Jennifer, and she simply crosses her arms annoyed. I look her up and down, and roll my eyes in disgust.

Her outfit...

I'm surprised she wasn't dress-coded...

She's wearing a white, super small, mini-skirt, and a black tank top that reveals too much cleavage.

She frowns at me before saying, "Is there a reason you interrupted us?" I roll my eyes, still wanting to gag.

"Daniel," I look to him, ignoring the basic bitch next to him, "you don't have to worry about driving me home. I'm hanging out with friends this afternoon, so, love you! Bye!"

I turn to walk, but Daniel runs up to me, grabbing my hand, "Whoa, wait! Is Pops okay with this? What friends??" I glare at him, pulling my hand from his. He grins, "I'm kidding!"

There's a long pause after that before he says, truthfully, "Partly..."

I sigh, feeling irritated, "Dad did say that it's okay, and all have you know, I do have friends! You just don't know them!"

And I know once he finds out who they are...

"Yeah, well, okay. I probably don't know your friends, but I'd like to! It'd be nice to see my sister's first friends ever."

"I've had friends before!"

"Elementary school doesn't count!!"

"Maybe you could meet them one day, just not today," I state, rolling my eyes. I pull out my phone and see a text from Travis, and read it.