May's POV
"Hey, you good?" Luna walks up to me
"Y-yeah, i'm good" i blink trying to collect myself, what if my mom finds out that i've not been doing so well, what will she say? I do not even want to know but i cannot get it out of my head, i have to focus more, she would be disapointed if she found out, she would not ground me but the way she would talk and look at me with disapointment would be much worst
"Are ya sure? You have kinda been standing here staring at nothing with your mouth wide open" she is trying to hide a laugh but it comes out as a small smile
"Em....... Yeah i was just thinking of submitting my homework on time"
"I have never seen anybody so dedicated to school the way you are, come out and at least have some fun, we missed you at the concert" i almost scowl at her, will i ever live this concert thing down, why does she keep pushing this?
"I come to the parties you guys throw don't i?" I actually do that, i have to pay Iris and Aria to cover and not snitch on me but its still okay.
"Correction you mean some" she says as we start walking to go get our stuff "and when i mean some i mean few"
"I've just got a lot on my plate is all"
"Oh please, i do all my homework but you don't see me signing up for every shit that pops up" she is a really smart girl, and one of the top students yet she still has time for parties and concerts, i wonder how that is, i never have that time or maybe its because i do not make time.
"We are two different people " i am trying to defend myself
"True, i see your point, but you could still loosen up a little. I've got a party planned for wednesday, you should come"
My water bottle connects with my mouth as i think over her words, am i really going to go to this thing? Most likely not, i guess i'll have to think of something "Wednesady? I'll have to see if i can make time"
"Time? Its wednesday night what plans do you have? "
"Just the usual homework and practice and other stuff"
"May! You are going to come to my party. You need to relax! And maybe have a drink or two"
I really wish we could just change the subject, i know Max will be going but i still dont feel the need to be there "i will think about it" we are standing by the bleachers now getting ready to leave
"No, no thinking only coming" if this is how best friends work then i'm even more against it than i was this morning
"Sure, sure i'll do my best" i need to get away from her before i make a deal so sell my left leg as well
"Thank you" she gives a perfect smile and i cannot help but wish my lips were just as plump as hers " see you for lunch?" She is asking like we have not always sat together, i do not reply though i just nod and we walk off.
I am standing by my locker when i hear someone say
"Got a lighter there?" When i look up its the church boy
"What?" For some reason i am angry at this boy, maybe because he called me a stalker and now he is here asking me for a lighter, i should proberly report him to the principal or something.
"Ligher? You know the thingy that people use to start a fire or what ever" is he trying to explain to me what a lighter is? Is he high?
"Are you high?" I blurt out, he looks it...... But i still ask
"Do you have a lighter or not? I need to smoke this" he says pulling out weed that was hanging on his ear, what the heck is wrong with this boy?
"God! No put that away!" I snatch the weed from him then shove it into my bag
"Hey give that back! I need to smoke that before......" He says something but i dont catch it because i put my hand over his mouth. He is somewhat tall because I am standing on my toes
Its bairly passed 12 and he is high, i need to get him out of here before the bell goes.
"Come here" i take his hand trying to pull him but he does not move, i pull again but i'm met with the same result, it feels like he is glued to the floor "what are you doing?" I move closer to him letting the small of smoke and his cologne hit me, when i'm up close I notice that his eyes are closed
What the heck? Is he sleeping?
"Wha-" i start
"Oh my God i just asked you for a lighter! Girls are so complicated, do you have it or not and give me back my w-" before he can get the word out i put my hand over his mouth, if he is not going to shut up I'll make him.
"You need to stop announcing to every damn body that you are here with weed!" I whisper harshly, just as i am about to continue my rant i feel his tongue touch my palm "What th........ Ewww!" I pull my hand a way from his mouth, a small smile is plastered on his face now and i cannot help the disgust growing inside of me, who does that?
"My weed!" He puts out his hand and i take that as an opening to yank him with all my might out of the hall way and down to the auditorium where i know will be empty for the time being. Once we are inside it take about 10 more seconds before the bell goes
Letting out a sigh i plop down on one of the chairs as church boy joins me
"So can i have my weed and the lighter now?" He is only intches away from me and it take every thing in me not to reach out and slap him right across the face as hard as i can
"No you cannot, it's staying with me" i am choosing not to call the weeds name out loud because if someone hears us we are done for and honestly the name alone makes me want to vomit "because you are literally going to go round school show caseing the damn thing!"
"Oh come on, i won't, i promise, please! Give it back!" He sounds like a child, a child begging me for weed, i don't understand it myself but thats how he sounds like. I need to change the topic and fast
"What's your name?" I turn to look at his ocean eyes, the dim light is set too low killing what i think is supposed to be the light in his eyes, or is that the way it is ment to be?
"My name?" He repeats like he does not know his own name
"Yeah your name or did the weed make you forget it?" I roll my eyes and he chuckles
"No..... I know my name" he gives a pause, is he thinking about his own name
"Are you thinking about your name?" I cannot help the smile on my face and he joins in
"Its saviour" he is searching my eyes
"Saviour?"
"Yeah because i'm your saviour" he is laughing to himself, what the heck is this nut job talking about?
"Huh?" I look away from him then stand to my feet
"Where are you off to?"
I wait till i reach the door before i answer him "Well you won't tell me your name, so you can't have your weed back" i smirk at him,but i'm not sure if he can see it
"Fine my name is-" but before he can get the words out i am out of the door and down the hall way in seconds
Well maybe not in seconds but i know he is too high to come after me.
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