Bullies With Benefits

PART 42(M)

Im drumming my fingers on the steering wheel of my car, waiting for Wednesday as I sigh and sink back lower, trying not to think about her interview with the school newspaper. It's nothing, it shouldn't be anything; Wednesday never said she likes me anyways.

Sure, we have a strong attraction towards each
other but it never got really deep. Oh who am I
kidding? Wednesday's just in denial.

I press the button to sync my phone to the car,
and ironically, Roar comes into the playlist and I
find myself pumping my fist to the beat when I'm shocked to see Wednesday staring at me through the window of the passenger seat, obviously amused with a phone in hand. She opens the door and climbs in, my jaw still down.

"Did you just video me?" I ask, flabbergasted.

She shrugs her shoulders and throws her bag in the back seat, leaning in to kiss me on the cheek as I blush and stare at her wide-eyed. "Uhm and what is that for?" I continue to ask questions, my mind blank. That has never happened.

Wednesday shrugs her shoulders yet again and
straps her seatbelt in. "]ust because you're cute."
She drawls, clucking her tongue before scrunching her face up. "Oh gross, Divina's right. I am a sap." She huffs and the mention of her name upsets me gravely. I roll my eyes and turn on the engine.

"'Are you okay?" Wednesday asks as I peel out of
the parking lot. Subtly, I nod my head.

She doesn't buy it though. "You don't seem okay."

I sigh and beep at a car passing way too close to
me. "Well you know, today at practice was fun." She cheers, licking her dry lips as I continue to nod my head. She tilts hers to the side. "Did I do something wrong? I thought you were okay with me being that way on school grounds-" she mumbles lowly, almost scared to hear my reply.

I chew on my lower lip and sigh. "No, it's nothing Wednesday, I'm just concentrated on the road." That was totally a lie, the past few days with Wednesday  inside my car, we'd be belting out rock music or sob to sad ones, even go sing to some Spice Girls. But now it's different, it was so quiet.

And Wednesday knows that. "Funny thing-The
newspaper crew interviewed me today and-"

I sigh when I take a turn, passing by Bianca's
house. "I know, I overheard you, Wednesday." In
the corner of my eye, I see her cringe, probably
because I'm using her full name. She told me she
liked Wedns much better days ago.

She slumps her shoulders down and hums. "So
that's why you're mad at me-Look, Enid-Divina and I aren't a thing. She's just a friend, I promise you."

She reasons out, only 5 houses to her own home.

I side-eye her and pout. "But you have a crush
on her "I whine, nibbling on my lower lip and
cursing at myself. I have no right to tell her this.

Wednesday's jaw drops and her eyes sparkle in
realization of something. "Oh shit!" she exclaims, smacking her head. "So that's why Divina's been teasing me about it " she rants on, leaving me confused as I turn to park by her house's stone steps. "Enid, that's not true me having a crush on Divina, that was a lie and it just came out of my mouth."

"Wait, you lied to me?" I ask, sad.

Her eyes widen. "This was before we made up."
She rambles, leaning over to hold my hand. "Like-when I was still a big bitch to you, I'm sorry, it never crossed my mind but I never had a crush on her."

Quirking my eyebrows up at her pleading face, I
couldn't help but a laugh a bit. "So what? It was
never real?"

She sticks her tongue out and shakes her head.