Lost

Friends and Foes

I walked with Chris to the cafeteria, almost instantly bumping into someone. Here we go again.

This time I remembered the voice though, it was the same failed British accent. "Watch where your going, rat."

I didn't fall this time and felt my face heat up, not from embarrassment, but anger.

"You watch where your going." I spoke bravely, quickly walking away. I could tell that attracted some attention, but if there's one thing I learned, it's never take crap from anyone.

The British nuisance grabbed my collar, causing me to stop and look back. "You are going to pay for that." He spoke darkly.

"Do all your sentences have to have at least one word that rhymes with rat?" I asked. All the laughs I gained from that sentence made even me giggle slightly. "Or do you enjoy trying to imitate the British accent?" I said with a large smile.

His lip twitched and I felt a wave of confidence rush over me. I sure was sticking up for myself, and I was proud.

"Things like you should be in the dumpster, how about I take you there?" He pulled my collar and started to walk, choking me a little.

That was until Chris grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracts. "This rat needs to eat, so if you don't mind allowing us to do so, and stop trying to impress everyone, its not working. Everyone knows your a daddy's boy who flaunts his money, claiming that because he gave it to you, it's suddenly yours."

Honestly, everyone was shocked. Mutters and gossip started to spreaded like wildfire amongst them. This caused the boy to let me go, looking at the ground in shame.

Chris did seem quite annoyed with me though, but we continued on with our day. We sat at what I assumed was Chris's table with his 'friends', and I was right.

"Chris that was amazing! Oh yeah, I'm Scherry, and this is Spree." I noticed the girl with red hair, Scherry, and the small boy, Spree, sitting next to eachother.

Scherry had red fire colored hair, with purfect large curls, and Spree had black hair, with more of an emo type look. Spree did look quite shy though, which I didn't mind.

"I'm Charlie." The words kind of slipped out of my mouth. Jeez, guess my social anxiety doesn't exist. "I'm actually new here."

Spree ran his fingers through his hair, talking softly, "That's cool, we've been here just about our whole lives. It's funny though, we weren't friends through kindergarten, until now. Even though we did attend the same schools."

"Oh, interesting." I smiled, trying to keep up with everything he said.

"Yo, what is up my dudes." I watches as a guy joined us at our table, quickly grabbing Spree's jaw and kissing him deeply. "I missed you baby." He said, almost too low for any of us to hear. "I'm Gene, to the new kid." He looked at me making eye contacy.

"I'm Charlie." I noticed he had long blond hair that fell to his shoulders and large dark blue eyes, and a surfer dude attitude if you know what I mean.

"This is the gang. Quite literally, we hang out, drink, and basically do whatever we want." Chris said, picking at his food.

"Sounds fun, so am I part of the group now?" I asked, actually quite excited about the thought.

"Depends, can you handle our craziness?" Scherry said, shaking her head and making a 'rrbrbrbr' noise. "I'm so FUCKED UP!" She yelled, cleary having way too much energy.

I doubted if I was at school or a mental facility for a second. Nothing seemed sane about her. "I can handle it. Maybe." I said, still unsure that just happened.

"Give him a chance." Spree said, still running his fingers through his hair, blushing, I assume from the kiss Gene gave him earlier. "I'm sure he's pretty cool. He did just own justin, that wanna be rich dude."

"Honestly, Charlie, are you a gay flower boy?" Scherry asked loudly, "cause you look like a-" Just then, she was interupted.

"This is crazy, another brat. How many are you going to accumulate?" A sharp and stern voice played from behind Gene.

Gene pulled him onto his lap, not letting him go no matter how much he cursed. "This is Freddy, needless to say, he's a stick in the mud. It's hard to get him to do anything other than complain about everything."

"Oh, I'm Charlie-" I said, before being so rudely interrupted.

"I can introduce myself, nut sack!" Freddy managed to slam his palm onto Gene's private area, causing him to bend over in pain. "And I'm not a damn stick in the mud, I just don't enjoy the shitty activities you guys come up with."

Scherry then started up again, like a rewind toy, talking loudly, "We do fun activities, you just wont even give them a try. You just go, 'there's no damn way I'm doing that' or 'fuck off I'm sleeping'. Maybe if you actually tried one of them, you would enjoy it."

Freddy sat down and rolled his eyes, "No, I would try them if they made sense or even sounded slightly interesting. You bore me to death so I just fall asleep or don't even try what you guys are doing."

I started to space other, their small argument fading as I chewed my food. I focused on one spot of the table. It wasn't bad food, we had mashed patatos and chicken tenders.

"We should have a group hangout!" Gene blurted. Of course that shut Scherry and Freddy up. "At our normal spot. I'll bring some goods for us as well. Sound good? Chris I'm sure you wouldn't mind picking up charlie, right?"

"I don't care." Chris said blankly.

"Lets do it!" Scherry said, clasping her hands together. "Nice bonding experience.

"You in, Spree and Freddy?" Gene asked,  putting his arm on both of their shoulders.

"I'm in." Freddy said, elbowing Gene in the ribs, causing Gene to bend over in pain.

Spree, of course, ran his fingers through his hair and nodded shyly. I was doubting if he was shy or pretending, but it didn't spike my interests too much, so I didn't think too much on it.

"It's decided, five pm at the spot. See you guys there." Scherry said.

And with that, we parted ways, them finishing up the school day. As I, again, was being dragged around by Chris to my classes.

I gave Chris my number and address before we parted our ways at the end of the school day. Then I went to find my brother, who was waiting and we began our way back home.