Love Drunk

Pretend I Didn't See Game

On the the next day I was sitting on the far side end of the Cafeteria with my best friends Harley, Francheska and Michelle. We are as usual half eating, half backstabbing, half bullying and half killing people on our minds in out own little world. We were together since like forever. Aside from the fact that we are living few steps away from each other, our families knew each other. My mom was friends with Michelle and Francheska's parents since second grade, they even made some carving on almost all trees around our home with their initials. 'It's l.e.g.a.c.y' my mom always say. Harley's dad joined the circle just few years ago when he brought tons of grilled barbecue to our doorstep the first time they moved in our little village. Then on they decided that having him the the circle is a must.

"Well isn't this a very very bad day for me?" Harley asked out of frustration. He was still stinks, still furious and still itching on his borrowed shirt. "God Cheska, did someone told you that your perfume actually itch? And did someone ever told you not to bathe your shirt with it?"

"Honey, it's either you itch till the next 3 hours, or go around in the hall naked." Francheska answered cooly.
We can't argue with that. Harley was covered with mud a while ago. Margaux including her 2 best friends were making our lives miserble for the million times just like the first day of our first grade class.

I can still remember like it was yesterday.
Margaux was particularly mad because we are wearing the same stupid pink ribbon that I refuse to wear. If it's not for my mother who constantly threatening me that bad kids doesn't go to heaven, I wouldn't have done so. My mind travelled back in time.

'What the hell are you!!?'
little miss Margaux asked, furious her two friends Linda and Lindsay trailing after her. I was swinging at the playground at our elementary grounds.
'Well hey, my name is Flonne. Flonne Ebony'
'EBONY!!?' Linda shouted. I almost jumped out skin. 'Then why is she not black?' she was dead serious with the question.
'Yeah' her sister agreed. The thought was so stupid, I was almost shock.
'I DON'T CARE! MY MOMMA SAID I AM THE ONLY ONE WITH THIS' she tore the ribbon out of my head, with some of my baby hair along with it. She threw it on the nearest bin. I imagine myself being scolded by my mom when I get home because of this.
'YOU MORON!' I shouted.
Their faces turned red, I amost ask them if something's wrong. Then they lounged at me. All three of them at the same time I was empress with the unison of the movement.

Just as I was being overpowered by Margaux and her half dinosaur friends,
'Ouch! Who's that!? Lindsay exclaimed. Her face was red from spaghetti sauce, her hair was filled with spaghetti strands she looks almost blonde. Another flying object ended up on Margaux forhead with a thud. I realize it was a lunch box!

'How about three on three witches!?' I heard a girl's voice. And before I realize it 6 little girls where cat fighting on the school grounds. School supplies and lunches were thrown at each other. 3 school staffs was endure on the process of separating us 6, our Homeroom teacher was almost knocked unconscious. The school councilor was splashing Holy Water, thinking that we are possed.

'Well isn't this fun?' Francheska asked. We are cleaning the classroom because of the incident and we are punished to keep it clean for 2 days. The other party however were asked to help with the dishes on the school cafeteria.
'Oh c'mon you two. At least we have this' she opened her bag full of Twinkies. We attacked the heaven food and spent our whole afternoon recalling our strategic attack on our then-on-sworn-enemies. Laughing and making making silly imitations of those three. From that point forward we were inseparable.

Today she went with her usual daily routine to annoy us and since she knew she never stand against the 3 of us girls, she went with the only guy on the group - Harley. You see Harley is not the manly like kind of guy that you usually see everyday. Actually he was the total opposite and he was even girlier than the rest of us

They started with tipping all the good looking guys that Harley was, well - a gay. Some was fine with it, some ignored it, some were flattered and some were disgusted and plotted something to humiliate him. And that what's happened. They harrased my poor friend dousing Harley's extra clothes after they playfully wrestled him on the soccer field, leaving him totally muddy.

The fact that he is wearing a shirt that says "Not Your Ordinary Girl" doesn't help too. So we pretended that nothing happened today, that no one is looking or laughing at us. The people or even the people on our small village know the rivalry between the two groups, they even call us 'Winx and Trix'.

We are almost successful pretending that our world is the only place existing until there they are, walking hand in hand like walking on the beach. Pre-occupied with their own thoughts. The guy whom I thought was the one and the girl who showed him that I'm not.

My friends are staring from me to them in disbelief. Their faces were asking 'what happen? How come?' Michelle's face have her mouth open I can almost fit my half-eaten apple on it.

I wish I knew. I wish there was a reason why at least. If he told him she didn't like him then that's fine at least that was something. But no, he didn't say anything he just went from total almost to absolutely nothing. I don't even know if he knew she existed. I feel like a total loser and I just can't wait Margaux to spread the news.

The good part of having friends is that they let out emotions you failed to express, or say something that you're afraid to say and even just be there being angry for you when you are too busy trying not to go hysterical.

'Care for another popcorn and movies night? At least maybe you can tell us what happen' Cheska is tense as well and talking as fast as she can.

'Well, SHE happened.' I said flatly. They must have sense my urge to hit anyone and almost just everything so Harley started collecting our things, shoving everything to our bags.

'Let's go! And please you look like hell Flonne. Go put some make up on' she said with a grin like he was plotting something.

'Let me do the honor' Harley said. Doing his magic so fast I wasn't even fast enough to complain.

Few many minutes later we were gliding on the school hall. As usual all eyes on us. Even the Trix chic. We stared at them with look that says burn bitches. I laugh despite of myself.

Then I saw him staring at me. Hah! My friends must have seen it too because they are fanning my hair creating a shampoo commercial look. I flip my hair to comply.

Who needs a boyfriend when you have these friends anyway?