love and war: a fireafy fanfic

chapter fourteen: firey

"Give me a damn piece of bubble gum Gelatin." I barked as we walk to school. 

"Hell nah, this is my second last piece. What if Teardrop sees that I'm chewing bubble gum and she wants one?" He retorts, rolling his eyes at me. 

I sigh. "You're a bitch. Just hand me one. It's your second last. You have two. Had me one, give the other to Teardrop." I argue as I try to reach for the pack of bubble gum. I fail as he pulls it against his chest. 

"No, unless you tell me where you were last night." Gelatin smirks.

I frown and cock an eyebrow. Why does he wanna know? "Who's asking?" I nagged.

"I am, and a few others too. Like Blocky, Coiny, Eraser..." He answers, his voice dripped with mockery.

I cross my arms across my chest and let out a huff. "I took Leafy out to dinner last night. I made a deal with her and I took her to this fancy place." I have no idea why I'm saying it to him but I was forced too and he's my friend. Plus, I shouldn't be embarrassed to say it.

He nods. "Cool." 

We then make it to school just on time. I see Leafy at her locker grabbing some of her things. I walk over to her confident and giddy. I feel my heart beat faster as I reach closer to her. "Hey, Leafs. How are you?"

Mostly she'd be angry and start replying to me with some smart ass reply but she smiles softly. "I'm good, how about you?" She says closing her locker and paying attention to me.

"Great, now that I saw you." I smirk. You see I've been thinking about her all damn night. The way she blushed as I kissed her or when I did some flirty replies. Her lips were so soft, so pink, they were just waiting to be kissed by mine. And when I did I felt how soft they were, how warm they were, how they tasted so damn sweet. Like strawberries. I would have gave her a french kiss but I didn't want her to, feel uncomfortable. I just couldn't help myself that night. 

The way she came out of that door, her green dress hugging to her curves. Every contour, every curve, every perfection is stuck in my brain. The way her hair was down and curled to perfection. The way she did her makeup. She was a sight for sore eyes. She was so damn perfect. Even the way she acted was perfect. She knew the right forks or spoons to use. I don't even know which one to use. I didn't even use them. I used my hands. I sure was a mess last night.

Her eyes widen and I can see a slight blush on her face. "Uh, thanks." She replies flustered. 

I feel happy that I get to make her blush. Feeds on my ego a tad bit. I puff out my chest and nod. "Yeah, no problem. What's your first class?" I ask, already knowing what class she has first. 

"I have math. You?" She returns the question. "I have math as well." I answer. She nods and walks away but then she glances at me. "Walk beside me dumb-ass". I laugh and catch up to her.

"The test scores are posted today." She states. I nod, I know damn well that I'm gonna be on the top. "Yeah, I know." 

Once we get to class, the teacher hands out the test  results. 

Eighty-nine that's a good mark for a test that was so damn hard. I glance at my friends. They all got average marks. I feel a rush of pride and confidence in my mark. I then glanced at Leafy who sits in front of me. 

One-hundred... Hold up. Hold the fuck up... How the hell did she get higher than me. I frown and the rush of pride and confidence is replaced with anger and confusion. "What the hell?!" She stares at me scared. I then feel guilty for yelling at her. That's not what I want to do to her. "U-uh, L-Leafy.."

Leafy smiles at me awkwardly. "What?" I sigh and speak up, glancing at her test results. "Y-you did good. Nice job." I manage to say, sadly my voice sounded husky and weird. I wish Leafy  could kick me for being such a bitch. Instead she smiles. "Thanks Firey. You did good too!" She says pointing at my test mark.  "U-uh thanks." 

I take a seat and sigh. "Leafy?" She turns around to face me and raises an eyebrow, seeming interested in what I have to say. I want to ask her to hang out today. After that date night, after her staying at my place, letting her watch me wrestle, all I can think about is her. How she looked in that dress. How I kissed her. I just want to spend each day with her in it. Even if it was for a minute. "You free today?" I say leaning back in my chair. She nods and turns her body to face me. "Yeah, why?" 

"Wanna hang out?" I ask. I hope she says yes. "Sure why not. Uh, just tell me what time and where." I can feel my heart race in my chest. "Alright, why not after school? Like once the bell rings we're hanging out."

She smiles softly at me and nods. Damn it, curse her parents who made her have to have such a perfect damn smile. If I'm honest. I used to be embarrassed by my smile. I thought I looked weird. I lean back in my seat and stare at Leafy. "Yeah, alright. See you then." 

She smiles and nods. She faces back at the black board where our math teacher is. If I'm honest school sucks ass. I'm smart, not the smartest but good enough. I'm on a sports team, I'm popular among everyone, but people are scared of me sometimes. I have a few enemies but who gives a damn. I think I'm pretty cool. At least I'm not like when I was younger. I don't even want to think about myself when I was younger. I was a weird ass kid, who did weird ass stuff, I'm glad I'm different now. 

When I was in middle school I used to get bullied by some kids for being weird, skinny, and really smart. They called me a nerd, they used to push me around, they used to make fun of the things I liked doing. I hated my body, I hated how thin I was, I started eating more. I forced myself to eat even if it had to do with myself puking. I ate every single crumb. I also started exercising. I searched up on YouTube how to grow muscles. I worked almost every single day, I slept with my whole body hurting, aching in pain. But hell did I want to prove those bullies wrong. I badly wanted revenge. I stopped paying attention in class, but I secretly did my homework so my parents wouldn't get mad at me. I became cold. I became dry to people I loved, I hurt myself a lot. Even if it was hating myself, even if I had to workout, eat more, and cut myself, I had to. To things I liked. I stopped liking shows people said were weird. I wore better clothes, I did skin care, I tried to look beautiful. Perfect even.

When high school happened I became popular. People started talking good about me, not bad. People stared at me with awe, with admiration, with love. I felt my ego grow, I felt better than everyone. I felt powerful... 

I snap out of my thoughts as I hear the bell ring. Class is over. Already? I go to my locker and grab some things I need. I take a few glances at Leafy. She has science doesn't she? I have history. I then see her cough. Is she okay? 

I see Pin assist her and talk to her. Her face was covered in fear and concern. I leaned a bit to my left to see her. But damn Spongy is in my damn way. Of course his fat-ass has to always bother me. I walk in the middle of the hallway and see Leafy in Pin's arms continuing to cough. I want to walk up to her and ask her what's wrong. But I can't bring myself to do it. I'm too scared to hear what she may say or what people will say of me for helping someone. I feel Flower poke my shoulder. 

"Hey! Do you have history class?" She asks. I hear her friend group chuckling. I get this a lot. Girls going up to me and asking questions. I roll my eyes and step away from her. Leafy and Pin are now walking to the nurses office. "Firey, I heard you're good in history class. Maybe you could help me in a few things..?" She says touching my arm. 

I face my body to her and take her arm off of me. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I'm good at history, but I don't care. I don't have the time to help you, alright? If you want someone to teach you, ask Tennis ball. He's better than me." I scoff and cross my arms around my chest. "Look, I'm sorry." I say as I walk to the nurses office. I see Leafy sitting down in a chair. I enter the room and lean against the wall. "Hey Leafs." 

She glares at me and smiles. "Hey Firey." She looks a bit tired. "Are you okay?" I ask with a hint of concern. She nods. "Yeah, I was just coughing a lot." I nod and feel a bit disappointed. Maybe she can't hang out. "Leafy..? Can I ask you something?"

She nods. "Yeah, go for it." I sigh and take a deep breath. "Can you hang out today..?" I hope she can hang out. I was really looking forward to it but if she can't, that's fine. She sighs and looks at her phone. "I don't think I can. I'm sorry Firey. I hope you can understand." 

I nod disappointed and wave a hand dismissing her. "Nah, it's alright. I get it, you're not feeling well. I understand it seriously."

She smiles. I glance at her phone and see a message. "Mission... Few hours... Bomb?" 

W-what the hell?! Maybe I'm seeing things. I look back at the phone but it's already off and in her pocket.