~Cole~
{A/N the picture is Lizzy}
"What the fuck!" Lizzy screamed, as she let go of my shirt and touched her chocolate-drenched hair, and I couldn't help but laugh. She looked at me, mad, then screamed, "Why are you laughing? You have chocolate milk on your hair, too!" Her friends were helping her clean her hair with napkins, but Lizzy angrily shoved them away.
I smirked. "You've got more than me. And besides, it's just milk. Stop being such a princess about it." She looked hurt, but shook it off with a glare. "Screw. You!" she said slowly with clenched teeth. She stormed off with her arms crossed, and her friends tagging along with her. "Who wouldn't?" I shouted back, and she groaned frustratedly. Damion, one of my friends, laughed with me.
"Don't worry about her," Damion said, patting me on the back, "She'll be fine." I snorted, "Why would I?" I said as I watched her go out the cafeteria doors. I whispered to him, "She's just a play thing, anyways."
~Elizabeth~
"Did you see her face?" I laughed, "It was so priceless! I even heard her scream from all the way over here!" Dakota and I were lying on the field, bursting with laughter. My stomach was starting to hurt, and I better have abs after this because we were laughing so much, we sounded like retarded hyenas on crack for the first time. Mufasa.
"I can't believe you did that. But why?" Dakota said, after we both stopped our unattractive laughter. I shrugged, "I dunno. I guess it was just the fact that she thinks she outranks me, just because of some guy she's dating."
She wriggled her eyebrows suggestively and then said, "Or, maybe you were jealous that Lizzy was getting all up on your man!" I stared at her in disbelief. I thought she knew me better than that. "Are you kidding? I didn't get jealous, nor do I like him!" I rolled my eyes, but Dakota shrugged aimlessly. "We'll see," she said in a sing-song voice.
Just then, Cole came around and Dakota and I laughed when we saw his hair. It looked like a chocolate swirl. "Ha-ha, laugh all you want. Just know that I can always get you back for this." I stopped laughing. He smiled, "Good girl," then patted my head.
I removed his hand from my head and said harshly, "I'm not a fucking dog, dipshit." Dakota snickered. Cole smirked, "You just keep surprising me, don't you?" I looked at him, confused. What does he mean by that? I had a feeling that there was a double meaning to it....
Dakota cleared her throat. "Well then, um..." - just then, the bell rang - "Time to go to class! I'm pretty sure you guys won't want to go.... bye!" she said all in one breath, then ran off into the cafeteria and off to her next class. She must've had the thought that I was going to get with this guy? Sure , he's attractive and all, but he's cocky. (Confident, but cocky).
"So," I said awkwardly. "So..." Cole said, and scratched the back of his neck. I laughed, "Let's not make this awkward, now. Wanna smoke?" He smiled, then we both started to walk off to the bleachers.
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"Why did you start smoking?" Cole asked, after he took a big puff and blew the smoke. I shrugged, lighting a cigarette. "I dunno. I guess I just wanted to try it out - see what's the deal about it, you know? Now it's kind of a stress reliever." I inhaled the cigarette, then held it in for a few seconds, then blew out what was left.
"What about you?" I asked, watching him as he stomped on the ground, squishing the little smoke-maker. Instead, he changed the subject, "Smoking is bad for you."
"Then why do you do it?" I said, crossing my arms.
"It can kill you. It'll also give lung cancer. I know lots of people who got killed because of that, even my uncle, who also had-"
"Damn it, Cole, just tell me!" I yelled, frustrated that he changed the subject and was yapping too much. "Why can't you just tell me? Is it something bad? What-" I was interrupted when Cole slammed me into one of the poles that was connecting to the bleachers, making me drop the cigarette - not that I care about it. He had all sorts of mixed emotions - mad, sad, ashamed. For once, I was actually scared of Cole Vincent.
"Because," his voice cracked, looking down at my shoes. "Your dad didn't force you to smoke at twelve. Your dad didn't make you drink at eleven, choking on it 'cause you didn't want to drink it... your dad didn't make you... inject marijuana in your venom. Did he!?" he looked up. He looked broken, and I wanted to comfort him and cheer him up, but I didn't know how.
"Cole.... I'm sorry, I didn't know." He laughed hysterically, "How could you've known?" he said, gripping my waist tighter. "It's not like I have "My dad was a shithead to me when I was younger" taped to my forehead, do I?"
We were silent for a while, staring at each other, thinking. I was in disbelief. I didn't think Cole went through all that. He seems so happy everyday, yet if I went through that with my dad during childhood, I would feel horrible and probably wouldn't smile as much.
In one swift motion, I closed the gap between us and hugged him as tightly as I could. He was shocked at first, but then gave in. I buried my head in the crook of his neck, as he rested it on my shoulder. This was something that I thought of never doing with Cole Vincent - comforting him in the best possible way that I could.
"I'm so so sorry, Cole. I'm sorry I put pressure on you into telling me... if I knew, t-then I wouldn't have done it..." I was just as shocked as Cole to even hear myself say those words to him.
"And besides," I said, looking at him as he still had his arms around the small of my back. "I don't think the words about your dad would've fit onto your forehead," I smiled. He chuckled slightly, and I surprisingly felt a little relieved that he was feeling more happy.
He was about to press his forehead to mine, but I quickly stopped him then said, "You still have some milk in your hair." I grinned, and he rolled his eyes but smiled anyways. "Thank you," he said, yet put his forehead to mine anyway, and I smiled.
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