new world

chapter 13

A/N: sorry for the long wait; school was being a pain in the ass. I am not totally proud of this chapter. But enjoy!

DYLAN'S POV

I contiue to rub the spot where Bailey had just hit me. FOR NOTHING! Well, I guess that there was something I did. I was perving on her friend. But I just can't help it. It's a guy thing. We see a girl, and we stare at her. And she was hot. It's not my fault that a girl has a hot friend. But still, that hurt. She might look weak, but she hit it hard.

Ha ha, that sounded wrong, one part of my brain said. 

Then my other part of mind chimed in, Get your head out of the gutter, left side.

No, fuck you. You can't tell me what to do. Yeah, I have a pretty crazy mind.

"You know you hit pretty hard." I come back to reality to say these words. I was kind of sad about that. I like that place in my mind.

She just smiles deviously back to me. "That sounds wrong," she thinks the same as me. "I know, but no one, and I mean no one, pervs on my friend like that."

"I will get you back, I hope you know that." I give her the same devious smile she gives me.

"Oh, and how will you 'get me back' as you say."

"I can't give up that information, because then it wouldn't be a secret, now would it?" I raise my brows at this. She nods her head at this, and I smile in victory. It was kind of amazing honestly. My best friend's dad was just killed, his mom seriously injured, and he was injured, yet we were talking like it was a normal saturday evening. I liked it. No stress. For a moment, we didn't worry about anything. Except revenge, of course. I meant what I said. I would find a way to get back at her. I just need time to think about it.

If you give me time to think, I will ruin your reputation. Well, I wouldn't ruin your reputation, because that would be too mean. But I will make you feel like shit. With good looks, comes great jokes. Back to reality, I look up to see a empty seat.

I start to panic. Worried, I franticaly look around for her, wondering what she is planning to do to me. I feel my body relax when I see her with some other girls. She's not doing anything to hurt me. Pussy, the mean part of my mind says with comeplete disgust. Hey, don't be mean, the nice part defends me. My mind goes into another internal argument.

I kinda zone out, because I didn't notice Bailey and her friends sit down in the open chairs. I just continue to stare at the ground, when a hand obstructed my view. I look up at the life form owning the hand, to see Bailey looking at me. A brow is raised on her face as to know what was up. The only words that could come ot mind were, "What?"  She, including the other two girls that I just noticed, all started to giggle.

I just rolled my eyes, and let them go on with their conversation, when I decided to ask Bailey, "So, who are the other of your friends?" I look at her friends for the first time. The first one looked 19 as well as the other. They both have long wavy hair flowing to their shoulders. Not to mention that they were both pretty hot. 

"Oh, this is Ashely," she points to the first one before turning and pointing at the other one, "and this Sarah." She states. I nod my head, and let them go back to their girl conversation. I close my eyes, knowing that sleeping will be much more interesting than the latest clothes talk. Taking deep breaths I let the sleep take over me.

When I wake up, I hear the sounds of someone kissing. Slowly, I open my eyes, letting them adjust to the blinding light. I look over to my right to see Ashely and Sarah just making out on the chairs. Now, don't think I am mean - because I am a accepter of gays lesbians. They can choose their lifestyle. If they want to live that way, then they can live it that way.- but I can't help giving Bailey a confused look. Although she seems to be pulled into sleep. I'll just let her sleep.