Lyly
I found out that Sebastian is a pretty cool guy. He's younger but much more fun than some people i know*glances at West*. He got popular fast and it was totally understandable.
Catching up with latest news, apparently, Merida and Stephanie are having some battle of sorts. Merida is not-so-subtly threatening Stephanie's position as queen bee, she's pretty, surprisingly ( not to be rude) smart and her modelling career gives her bonus points.
So Stephanie, darling that she is, is taking her frustration out on is at home. I join the lunch queue and after placing my order, return to Mintrude
at our cafeteria table.
" Why the salad today?" I ask.
"Tryna slim down,' she pouts," my jeans don't seem to fit anymore.
Trying to be a good friend,I clasp her hand and look in her eyes," You're perfect the way you are."
She rolls her eyes, snickering,"Unless Peter tells me, I'm not believing you."
" Speaking of Peter,spill the tea. What happened?"
"Well,like a week after we hung out, we had this other date at a bowling arena and he asked with all the flowers and shit." She blushed.
" And telling me all this would have killed you and decimated a whole ass country?"
Erimintrude rolled her eyes," It's not my fault you were so occupied with West."
" I so wasn't!"
" Sure, babe, whatever makes you sleep at night."
I make eye contact with Sebastian across the room and he comes over," Your table looks like fun."
"Doesn't mean you're invited." I replied.
" Then," he stands up and curtseys. Yes,he curtseys," permit me,oh gracious beauties to join you at your table.
" Yes,you may,good sir." I reply, laughing.
After Sebastian settles," Why did you come here though?" I ask, nodding at his former table.
" Their pretty boring, talking about the same thing over and over again. Not really my scene." He says.
" Who says we're any better?" Erimintrude asks.
Sebastian shrugs," If West thinks you're okay,then that's good enough." Turning to Erimintrude," And you might you be,fine lady?"
"Fine lady? How unoriginal." Erimintrude rolls her eyes.
"Sorry." Sebastian raises his hands in a surrender gesture.
" She's Erimintrude." I say.
" Lovely name." He replies, properly chastised.
" Tryna get with my girl," says Peter as he ruffles Sebastian's curls. He leans towards Erimintrude," Hey babe."
"Hey," she replies, simpering. Ugh, couples. *Screams in single.*
" Umm,Peter, where's West?" I ask, searching for him.
"We were coming in when he was stopped by the Miranda girl."
Merida.
"Anyways people, lunch's over. We've got physics. Get your asses up."
" Bossy much?" Erimintrude taunts.
I stick my tongue out at her, make my stuff and leave for class. Mintrude decided to come with Peter so I walk alone.
The hall is empty.
I walk quickly past the Janitor's closet when I hear shuffling feet and voices. Familiar voices. I may be late and I'm not even a gossip but just this one time. Just one.
I go closer and peek through the keyhole.
" You know I've missed you. Come back to me,we were so good together."
" Don't you get it? There's no us,no we. We're done. " Silence.
I squint and kneel to see better. I suddenly feel very cold. My heart drops. It's West and Merida. Kissing.
I scramble back,heart palpitating. West. Merida. Merida and West. Making out. The words buzz and sting.
Click,click, click. The noise pulls me out of my thoughts and the door opens. I blink in confusion only to find my pencils all on the floor. I hurriedly try to pick them and flee.
" Who do we have here?" Queen bitch says.
" Lyl?" West.
I ignore them and focus on picking up my heart- sorry, pencils. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11. Where's the last one? West hand the last pencil, I collect it unable to meet his eyes.
" Lyl."
" Mmm"
"Lyl."
"Mmm"
"Look at me." I blink back tears and stare at familiar features. His red hair the most prominent of them all.
" I've got to go." I mutter. I stand and walk past Merida when she grabs my arm," I told you." I shake her off and rush down the hall. Tears threatening to fall and a sinking feeling in my stomach.
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