I have a video up above of what Miya was saying, on how her and Vix's marriage was just a friend thing, I don't mean it in the way Jasmine up here ^ means.
Meghan McCarthy as Vix ^^^^^
"Hey Mi." Vix pokes my nose for the billionth time during this lunch period.
"M'kay," I impersonate Stewie Griffin's voice, a talent I have had for about 12 years. "I. Am. So. Done. With. You."
"Mi Mi! Baby doll, you don't mean that!" Vix hugs me like I was breaking up with her.
"Oh sweet cheeks, I'm sorry. I've just been in a mood. Ever since our honeymoon I can't stop eating chocolate, and with our second child on the way, I've been stressed." I hug her back.
Me and Vix have this 'thing', we pretend that we are married and have Oliver as our child together. It's a friends' thing, no one would understand.
"Okay doll face." She kisses my cheek, and I return it with a kiss on her cheek.
"Oh, um..." Someone interrupts, and me and Vix both turn our heads to meet Jason's embarrassed face holding his dark blue lunch tray. "Miya I didn't know that you..."
"Oh Jason, cute innocent Jason." I reach up and pinch his cheeks. "Ah, too damn cute. C'mon, sit, we gotta explain briefly."
Jason sits with a touch uncertainty, placing his try square in front of him.
"Here's the deal," Vix crunches on a Veggie straw, looking at Jason dead in the eye. "Sweet little innocent Miya here doesn't swing in that ballpark. She just won't go within a fifty foot radius within anything with a penis--" She stops abrubtly as I give her my death glare. "Except you and Oliver, her piglet."
"Vix on the other hand," It's my turn to embarass Vix. "Doesn't like anything with a penis, including Oliver and half discluding you."
"Hey, what she said is true." Vix shrugs.
"What we were just doing," I point in between me and her.
"It's a friend thing." Vix finishes my sentence.
Then in unison, we say "You wouldn't understand."
"Okay..." He gives us both a look, before shoving a fork into the pasta on his tray and putting it in his mouth, groaning in satisfaction.
"Oh em gee, Vix, Jason is experiencing his first foodgasm!" I nudge Vix, and Jason looks at me with his own glare.
"Ah, foodgasms. No man could ever beat a foodgasm." Me and Vix rest our heads together as we watch Jason eat, as he just as intently watches us.
"Hey, losers." A high-pitched voice startles us all, but none of us, not even Jason, could mistake who she was.
Gianna Greenberg, queen bee, or as we referred her to as, Bitch with a capital B-I-T-C-H. Hilarious, I know.
"Oh, hi. I'm Gianna, and I'm pretty sure you know that already." She completely ignores me and Vix, but holds a manicured hand out to Jason, who doesn't make a move to take it.
She slightly scoffs, before retreating her hand back to her Gucci bag strap.
"Me and some of my friends have an extra seat at our table, and I'm sure none of them mind your company." She not-so-subtly invites Jason to ditch us, motioning over to the table by the huge window, far away from the trash cans next to our table.
Jason looks at me, then answers Gianna without breaking our eye contact. "No thanks, there's more than enough room for me here."
Gianna looks back and forth between the two of us, then bitch glares me. "What, are you his girlfriend or something? He can come sit by us if he wants to! I cannot believe you are making him stay here, you have no control over him! No one would want to stay here anyways!"
My jaw drops, and I smack my lips together in annoyance.
"I have not done anything. I can't nor is there the ability for me to do that. By the way--"
Jason cuts me off, by grabbing both of my arms, and pulling me towards him across the table.
And kisses me.
"Yes, Miya is my girlfriend." Jason cheekily announces to Gianna.
"WHAT?!" Three voices scream in unison, one of them being my own. The other two being Gianna and Vix.
As if to prove his point, he wiggles his eyebrows and pulls me into another kiss.
My first, and second kiss. Taken by someone I met today.
Oh boy.
A/N
This is so much shorter than what I'm used to writing. I'll probably add more later on when I'm experiencing writer's block for a new chapter or something.
