Teenage Dirtbag

Ch 7: Block Party

Peyton pov:

Fallon hadn't talked to me for the past two days making going over lines hard. I had Kenji help me with them because Matt and Cam couldn't take it seriously.

She ignored me more than usual in classes and wouldn't even spare me a glance. I tried shrugging it off but it really bothered me, I just wanted to be friends with her.

My locker gets shut as Fallon is in my sight, she keeps her gaze intense and threatening. Normally anybody else would be scared shitless or even try to apologize but I was just happy she was near by.

"Hey, whats-"

"I'm coming over to rehearse lines. Don't do something stupid again." She growled, extra pissed off today.

"Oh I can't, I have something to-"

"Cancel it." She tried walking off but I grabbed her arm and stopped her. Looking back at me she ripped her arm away.

"S-sorry. I can't cancel this. I'm playing with my band after school, we already got paid to play so it'll-"

"Fine, we'll do it after that. It's Friday anyway." She huffed and kept her gaze on me.

"Hey Peyton, hey Peyton's friend." Camilla and Matthew walked up to me with big smiles.

"Yeah, I'm not her friend." She walked away, shoving past a guy and making him fall.

"What's up her ass?" Cam asked with a raised brow.

"Don't know... what's going on?" I tightened my backpack.

"We are about to hit Carvos and get some chili dogs. You in?" Matt did weird movements with his arms as he spoke.

"Only if you stop whatever this is." I motioned to his weird demeanor.

"I was tryna be urban." He huffed sadly.

"Not really." Cam laughed at him, dragging the big guy as we leave.

Finding Ken at his car we were surprised to see a flock of girls surrounding him. He had been getting a lot of attention from the girls at our school, I could understand he's a pretty handsome guy.

"Kenji! What's up brother." Matt tried his tactic on the guy and was nearly mauled by the chick's for talking to the silent man.

"Alright dick riders, get your final sniffs of the tall drink of water cause we're dipping." Camilla shoved past the flock and pulled Matthew into the car.

They all weirdly said goodbyes and I love yous to him as they left in a huff making Cam and Matt laugh from inside the car. He nodded at me and got inside to drive, loud music blaring as we drove off for food.

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"Play it right, dickweed!" Cam threw a shoe at Matt. He kept fucking up the beat making her mad.

"It's hard! I'm doing my very best." He whined, rubbing his face aggressively.

We changed into more appropriate clothing for our band, we even got our favorite instruments and were ready. Some of the people were still setting up giving us time to do mic checks and tune our shit accordingly.

Cam wore mix matched purple and black plaid pants with a shredded tee-shirt and some heavy jewelry. Matt had heavily ripped jeans, a crop top, and his bandana wrapped around his forehead. Kenji had a black tank top, leather pants, his hair half up and half down, and some rings on. I wore an old tattered graphic muscle tee, worn out jeans, and had my hair messy and down in my face.