What an annoying day.
Hovering outside of the gate I can't really tell the stares from curiosity and animosity. I have a feeling is a perfect blend of both but I am not exactly keen on figuring it out and I'd just appreciate it if they'd leave me the fuck alone.
Siding next to me.
"What a nice day to go to school and not pick a fight with all of my friends," she gestures for the two of us to start walking.
I then express, "It would be easier if all of your friends weren't actively being a burning pain in my ass."
"Sounds like hemorrhoids."
"I don't think I get rid of them the same way you do hemorrhoids."
Lifting her shoulders, "I mean I expected that there were going to be problems, but what I didn't expect is to see my boyfriend be so awesome and protective over me when they dare call me out about being a bit of a bitch."
I roll my eyes. "Already told you what I think about you."
"Do share again, I forgot."
"You are manipulative. You only take what you want and make sure you get what you want. If something good happens for the other party then that alone is just a coincidence and not because you wanted something good for them."
She twists her lips to the side. "Then how do we explain me saving your ass?"
"A brief moment of weakness? Maybe you felt some calling from the beyond to get you to do something good for once in your life."
She snorts. "Uh-huh."
I lift my shoulders, "You tell me. Why did you do that?"
She then expresses. "When it comes to me, I do what I want to and I do it on a whim. I don't think about things and worry about the details and usually know what I want and what I can expect. Besides, it would sit with me for a long time seeing my brother kill one of my classmates so I acted on a whim."
I then shake my head, "But it caused you more trouble than it is worth."
"Did I?" she arches her brow at me.
I then think it through. "Oh. This doesn't affect your quality of life even a bit because I am the asshole that is being dragged through it and your friends all just intensely disagree with this but it doesn't change their opinion at all."
She scoffs. "If it makes you feel better, you have been keeping it interesting and surprising me."
"How come?"
"I expected you to keep it quiet. To be super annoyed and just constantly push me away when I am trying to sell our little predicament but instead, you are actively playing the role of my fake boyfriend and I honestly wonder how far you would take it."
"Not dying is pretty high on the things I don't want happening."
She pushes her lips out. "Oh definitely. I can just imagine how it could ruin your life if that were to happen."
"It would? Really?"
"Hm mhm," she nods with a slight smile, "maybe I am giving you too much credit."
I then ask her with a sigh, "What about Kyle?"
"What about him?"
"You don't feel even a little bit bad for him."
She cocks her head to the side. "I would feel bad if it was happening to him and another girl was leading him on, but I wasn't leading him on at all. Why should I feel bad if to me all he was doing is casually flirting and that is all I ever see it as."
