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twelve

Night Time Arguments

It shouldn't have come as a surprise. I mean, Nick had only just told me in the past couple of minutes that he wasn't single. Yet, I couldn't  suppress the shocked 'O' formation of my mouth. Nick, however, found it amusing. 

"What's wrong with me meeting up with my girlfriend?" He asked, a curious grin on his face.

"Nothing, I just didn't think of you to be the kind of guy who meets up immediately after school," I said slowly.

Nick's grin widened and he slightly slumped his shoulders. "In that case, you're right. I'm not."

"Then wh-"

"Amy demands a rather large proportion of my time," he said in somewhat of an irritated voice tinged with sweetness. What an odd combination. He then shook off his slightly exasperated expression and said cheerfully, "But I love her. She's amazing."

"Really? I want to meet this Amy," I said. It would be nice to have a girl friend. So far, all the humans I'd befriended today were boys (exception of Damien - I didn't consider him to be a part of my species).

"Then you shall," Nick smiled. "There's going to be a party at my house this weekend, and she's going to be there. It's your best chance of meeting her any time soon as she's swamped with school work."

"I'm coming!" I said, clearly excited.

Nick laughed and muttered, "I'll warn her about you."

Punching him lightly, I stuck out my tongue then slowly sauntered up the front porch, waving at Nick as he walked down the street. Poor guy - succumbing to girlfriend torture. 

I had the house to myself throughout the rest of the evening. Dad came home late at night. He worked as a finance consultant for a multinational company that offer consultancy services to other businesses. I'd grown used to him returning home at late hours ever since the first grade so it came as no surprise to me as I spent another night having dinner by myself. By the time he came in, I'd already gone to bed. And though I was snuggled up under the covers of my blanket and pretty comfortable in this new room of mine, I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that enveloped my stomach.

What was going to happen tomorrow at school? And the day after? Two more days I had to put up with - of Damien drama and Leo's mock teasing - before the weekend arrived. Nick felt like my life-saver at the moment; the one person I truly could enjoy my time with but how long would I be able to rely on him?

I had to form a plan; otherwise, my whole school life would go down the drain. Not only was I hanging with two incessantly annoying boys but I was also interacting quite a lot with three rather popular guys within the school population. Not only would that attract unnecessary attention but something else I truly wanted to avoid: drama. 

Sighing, I turned over, my mattress bouncing slightly as I frowned in the darkness. I hadn't been expecting any of this when I'd moved here. I hadn't thought that I'd meet the most pig-headed boy on the planet, and I certainly hadn't predicted that he he would be hitting on me. It was all just my luck really.

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The thin beam of light that seeped in through the slight crack of my door disappeared. I heard footsteps shuffling around on the surface of the floor and then a door being shut. Dad had gone to bed. What time had he come home anyways?

Too lazy to even check what the time was now, I lay on my back and stared up at the ceiling. How many more nights would be spent this way: looking up blankly, and trying to figure my life out? It's not that my life is as bad as most people have got it. All I've endured is my parents' divorce and typical teen guys trying to get on my nerves. But I couldn't help but wonder: when next will I have to move once more and live in a whole other city?