White Lake High School (DIMPLES)

Cute guys fighting over...me

I had a friend once, in middle school. It didn't last long however because we moved shortly after the friendship began, since then I've just decided to not make friends. It was easier that way. I stared down at my fingers hooked around that of the cheerleader who called herself Frost and I wondered...did somebody hit me on the head.

"We're going to have so much fun," she squealed, leading me towards the parking lot of White Lake. The game ended a couple minutes ago and Black Pond was the victor, no surprise their.

Honestly, I don't even know why they try. They didn't even score.

Frost pulled me towards a really nice car. I didn't really know much about vehicles but it looked like a Porsche. I tugged on Frost's hand pulling her to a stop at the sound of hushed masculine voices. She folded her arms and walked around the car towards them. I followed sheepishly.

One of the guys was the light skin green eyed guy that I had bumped into earlier and the other was a few inches shorter, skin and bones, pale skin and dark eyes. He gave me a bad vibe. Needless to say, I didn't like him and thats a lot seeing that I didn't know him.

"We're done, why can't you get that through your skull," the one I like said, his beautiful face smeared with anger.

"Thats just your dad talking," the other guy said in denial.

Frost cleared her throat. Oh shit, was he her boyfriend. No!

"I think you should leave, Michael," she said, her voice sending chills down my spine.

He hissed at her but suddenly stopped as his eyes flickered to my 'are you insane' expression. With one last glance at the nice guy, he left. 2 set of eyes turned towards me.

"Did he just hiss at you," I asked bewildered.

Frost glanced at her friend and then shrugged. "Psycho," she commented and then began guiding me towards the passenger seat of the car. We got in and they began taking me to their diner. I had considered the fact that this was a bad idea, so I took a couple pictures.

The drive to the diner was surprisingly short.

"Henry, can we talk for a minute," Frost asked, staring him down. I took the message quite clearly and shuffled closer to the passenger door. "Kelly, would you mind waiting inside,x she asked sweetly.

"No problem," I said getting out of the car immediately after it parked. I spotted the diner, a few feet away from where the car had parked. I started waking in that direction, sparing a glance in the direction of the car. I turned around and suddenly felt my right shoulder being forcefully pushed back. I bring my right foot back to steady myself and glared at the person who just walked right into me.

"Watch it punk," the stupid guy said eyeing me up and down.

I clenched my jaw feeling objectified. "Maybe you should have been paying attention to where you were going instead of staring at your phone," I snapped. My eyes fell to his phone screen which was way too bright and saw the word 'Dimples'.

I chuckled, " oh, I'm sorry suddenly the prick demeanor makes sense. You've become the baseless, disrespectful, scumbag who you watch on social media," I said.

"Congratu-f-ing-lations, mister," I said, moving my had frantically, accidentally hitting his phone from his hands.

"My mom's a lawyer," I quickly said before dashing into the diner.

I pause at the door suddenly getting a few odd looks. I fluffed my dark curly hair and found an empty booth near the back of the diner.

I was losing my mind. What was up with my random bursts of anger. I was never like this last term. Then again last term, I never had Dimples to subtly and unknowingly ruin my life. Posting up on his socials and tagging my alter ego. She was perfect. I didn't want anything sabotaging that. She was my escape.