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chapter 1 : the broken band

Celestine

3 more minutes. 180 more seconds that I have to take this torture. I anxiously watch time pass by on the huge clock right above Mr. Forger's head, 187...185...183-"Oh come on Aron! You can't be serious!"Her voice is so obnoxiously loud I'm surprised Mr. Forger actually managed to stay asleep, then again when your a 40-something year old with 4 kids teaching high school history, staying awake probably is the biggest battle. And my biggest battle?  Trying not to turn my head enough that I see my literal childhood best friend pretending to laugh at my crush's unfunny jokes and put her hands everywhere physically possible. I feel the band of bitterness stretch to its limits. Any more of this bullshit and it will snap. For anyone who thinks I'm overreacting, we're currently in grade 11 now and the girl who's been my best friend since grade 2 is flirting with the guy I've had a crush on since grade 4. And right in front of me at that! And no, we're not best friends that drifted apart cause she grew popular or some shit, we're friends who up until 2 weeks ago still had sleepovers at each others place, then she went on some family trip for a week and then spent the following 7 days after that blatantly ignoring me and constantly flirting with my crush increasingly. 2 more minutes, 120 minutes of this torture left, but I'm not strong, no....I'm the weakest of god's soldiers probably, so I give in. I turn my head enough to finally see the scene playingin front of me. Oh for fuck's sake.She's practically sitting on his lap! one of her legs rests on top of his with half her ass against his thigh, her arms are around his neck and her fingers are in his strawberry blonde hair while her lips are basically chewing on his ear as she nibbles and whispers something that makes him chuckle. The band of bitterness gets more and more stretched by the moment and its like I can feel how tight it is. I think I feel my throat choke up.....Oh fuck, don't tell me I'm about to cr-

A cold hand places itself on my thigh, it's suddenness causes goosebumps all over my body and I swing my head to meet cold green eyes staring back at me. Almost more colder than the hand on my thigh,"I'm not sure why you bother with them so much"  Excuse me? that was the last sentence I expected to come out of this guy,"What's that supposed to mean?""Why let them rile you up so much? you know that's what they want,"  the more words that come out of this guys mouth the less sense he makes, and I'm still very conscious about the hand that still rests on my thigh"I don't see why you seem so accepting, isn't she your girlfriend? Aren't you pissed?" he takes my words in before he shoots his so called girlfriend and her new boy toy a bored glance as if he genuinely couldn't give two fucks about it,"I am, but I'm going to get back at them for this. Question is, are you?"  What the actual fuck?"And how am I meant to do that?" this time his face expressed the ghost of a smirk, an arrogant one."Your best friend is clearly fucking the guy you want, so maybe you should be fucking the guy she wants" I initially frown at his words....before deciphering their meaning. This guy just asked me to fuck him, my best friend's boyfriend, to get back at her. Hold on, WHAT? "Are you crazy?!" the smile that was once a ghost now started to come to life, with just enough smug to make me actually consider what he says."Maybe I am, but at least I'm not the one who's betraying 2 people at once." I turn my head back to see Mindy staring daggers at her boyfriend's hand on my thigh, though I'm not the only one who's noticed her angered expression.His fingers trail upward to rest on my waist carefully sliding one thumb under my shirt to caress the small amount of exposed skin which causes goosebumps to erupt all over me.He places his body closer to mine as he whispers that breathy sentence, "Come meet me after school, in the parking lot. That is, if you really do want to get back at her." The bell rings signaling that to be his final words before he grabs his bag and swiftly moves away, I turn once again in the direction of my so-called best friend and my crush only to see half her body pressed against his arm while she holds his hand and continues her obnoxious laughs. I take a deep breath slightly relieved that neither that bitch, her boyfriend nor my crush is in my next class as I make my way to the door.I grab the straps of my bag in realization that the last class of the day ends just a few minutes later, I try to focus on the probability questions in front of me but my mind refuses to do so. Instead, only one question rings in my mind over and over again: What happens after school?Do I go straight home? Do I meet Alex my best friend's boyfriend to discuss details of us fucking to get back at her? Do I figure out how to build a time-machine in five minutes and travel to the past of 1920's where jazz clubs were the new buzz? at least I think that's what the buzz was back then..... or was it the new fashion?Ugh who cares, because that last part has the probability of....zero. It's an impossible event... Fuck me. I finally settle on meeting Alex in the parking lot but ONLY to be polite and tell him that I won't be doing anything he suggested because OBVIOUSLY what he suggested is, well, crazy. Right?The loud ring of the bell breaks my trance-like state as I get up and reluctantly head towards the parking lot,on arriving here however, what I didn't expect was to see familiar blonde hair and those bright pink heels. I duck down hiding behind some car reflexively but I do take to note that I also did see Alex there, I guess they're having a conversation I'm maybe not meant to hear?"What the fuck was going on in class Alex?" Damn, she sounds pissed. Good, she should be."You mean besides you and Walter eye fucking each other?" I peak over the car a bit to see a bored expression on Alex's face, which is his usual expression but you'd expect him to show a bit of rage when he knows his girlfriend is cheating on him with HIS ex-best friend."There was nothing going on between us bubs I promise. You're the only one I want." I hold back an arrogant snort at that dumb response. As if.I hear Alex chuckle at her before responding, "Only one you want? Yeah I don't know about that nor do I frankly care. Am I the only one you're fucking? Oh definitely not. But then again, who's to say you're the only one I want, or even, the only one I'm fucking?" Mindy goes dead silent for a long moment before I hear a harsh tone in her voice,"Is that's what's going on then? You're pity-fucking that bitch? Cause if that's the case then go on. I assure you that you'll come running to me in no time."  Wow. I mean I get why she's mad but you'd think the girl you've known since grade 2 would be a little classier when talking about you. Best friend my ass you bitch."As usual, you've got it all wrong. I don't care enough to pity anyone. I'm with her cause she's just well..... better. She's smarter, prettier- actually haven't you noticed that? How pretty she is I mean. I have, I've noticed it the time we all went to the movies, the time I came over and she was leaving from a sleepover, the time you two were chatting away and I was waiting for you..... basically anytime I saw her I noticed how pretty she was. And nice, unlike someone. But you know what surprised me? She's even better at fucking than you are. I mean with all the guys you've been with I assumed with all that experience you'd at least be good there but.....no. She's just better." My mouth hangs open with the words I just heard, I look at Mindy's face to see that she looks like she's ready to punch somebody. But she doesn't, she just walks away so fast I'm surprised her heels don't come of. Me on the other hand? I stay ducked down behind the car and against my better judgement I let Mindy's harsh words replay in my head. She thinks he's pity fucking me? She thinks I'm a charity case? How can someone be so mean to someone they've known their whole life? 2 weeks. We didn't talk for 2 weeks and mainly because she didn't have her phone and kept ignoring me.So what the fuck happened in this time span that made her so fucking cruel?It snapped. The band of bitterness, I realize it's torn when I feel moisture on my cheeks. No, am I actually crying for her? after everything she said about me just now? How pathetic Celestine. I get so preoccupied in trying to calm myself down and wipe my tears away that I almost don't notice him sit down next to me."You okay?" I visibly wince at that question because truth is.....I don't know."Not in the mood to talk about it" I see him nod out of the corner of my eye which relieves me because that means he isn't going to push any further. But he does surprise me when he delicately holds my hand and gently helps me get off the floor."Come on, I'll drive you home." I'm definitely confused at everything that just happened these past 10 minutes but I don't question him....mainly due to my lack of energy.It's a quiet ride and I'm happy he lets it be that way, it lets me cool down a bit. He parks the car a bit near my house and I notice my mom isn't home yet, good. I don't really feel like confessing anything to her right now."Listen, I know you probably feel confused and sad and mostly angry at how Mindy acted... and that's why I need to talk to you."I take a deep breath because I have a feeling I'll need it for this conversation."I do feel that way about Mindy, but I'm also feeling that way for you right now Alex.""Me?""Except the anger and sadness part, you confused the hell out of me today in class. I mean what was that all about?"he slightly sighs almost like he's relieved that he isn't the one who made me sad or angry, and then he offers an explanation,"Look, when I found out about Mindy and Aron it pissed me off and I've been wanting to get back at her for it. Maybe I had wrong timing but that's why I made that offer in class. I wasn't completely serious though, we don't have to do anything if you don't want to of course. I only meant it would be a good plan to pretend like we're together.""You wanna pretend like we're fucking?""Fucking, dating anything. There's no need to put a label on it, but did you see how pissed off Mindy got at the thought of us being together? and maybe you haven't noticed but I saw Aron eying us too.""What? why would Aron care?""Maybe there's more to the picture than you know, all I'm saying is if we do this? both Mindy and Aron will guaranteed be in our hands. 2 chickens with one relationship"I snort at his interpretation of the saying and that earns me a small smile from him. I try not to overthink what he just said because some part of me really does just want to get back at Mindy, so much so that I blurt the words out before thinking twice: "Fine. Let's do it. Let's pretend" His eyes showed slight surprise at the speed of my answer but like I said I'm really trying not to overthink anything anymore,"I'll pick you up tomorrow then""Come at 8 and don't be late" His smile grew a bit bigger at that sentence, I don't know if it was because I just rhymed or because of how well I seem to be cooperating."Yes ma'am."We mumbled our "goodnights" to each other before I speed walked towards my house and didn't stop till I was in my room NOW overthinking the events of today.I just signed up for a fake relationship with my best friend's boyfriend to get back at her..........What the FUCK.