Innocence is Just a Phase

“I’m sorry, Tabby. I just don’t think of you like that…Still friends?”

A wave of rejection bit into my chest, but I smiled and nodded.

“Yeah, sure.” I said.

Alex walked away, pants low enough to show his red boxers. His dyed black hair just reaching the neckline of his baby blue t-shirt. To think after I spilled my heart to him, he can just smile and walk off like that.

Sexy bastard.

There are way too many guys like that in the world. Sexy as fuck, but oh-too-good for me I guess. But this is ridiculous…this is what? The fifth one in the last three months? I’m starting to feel like a whore that’s not getting any action. A hand on my shoulder caused me to jump.

“You’re gonna die a virgin, Tabby Cat.”

I growled and smacked his hand away, turning around and punching the smug bastard in the chest. I hope that hurt, fucking retard.

Roland stood there, not even fazed by my punch and chuckled. Another sexy bastard with his glossy blonde hair brushed over his forehead and a green beanie on his stupid head. It’s so damn depressing, I swear if he wasn’t such a dick himself I would have gone after him too.

Then again he’d probably play the same ‘let’s be friends’ card like Alex.

I groaned and punched Roland again, this time just to lash out. He took it like a good sport and just smiled.

“Okay, I’m done.” I finally sighed.

“Good to know, I was starting to feel something.” He said and laughed.

I glared into his green eyes with my blue laser eyes. I wish they’d melt his stupid head.

“Fuck you.”

“Now, that’s not very nice. What if a teacher heard?” he said amused.

Suddenly aware I’m still standing in the hallway, I looked around and saw it was pretty much abandoned with only a few straggling students left behind. Yeah, I waited until after school just in case I got shot down for the fifth time. Guess it was a good idea, didn’t want it spreading around school that I’m going to die a virgin.

Sighing, I let the anger go and sat right there in the middle of the hallway, hoping I’d make Roland feel awkward still standing.

“Where is Ivan? I need a ride home, now that Alex won’t take me.” I grumbled.

Just as I thought, the bimbo squirmed and finally sat down Indian style in front of me. I smirked and dug into my Pikachu satchel for my stash of suckers.

“He’s being yelled at by Mr. Wade again. It was funny, you should have been there to see the shit he pulled last hour.” He said watching my hand.

I rolled my eyes and handed him a blue wrapped Tootsie Pop and took a cherry flavored one for myself. Ivan just can’t seem to keep himself out of trouble and he’s gonna get in serious shit if he doesn’t cut it out.

“Do I really want to know?” I mumbled.

He stuck the sucker in his mouth and threw the balled up wrapper at me.

“Probably not, but you’ll either hear about it from me or him. Pick.” He said as I threw the wrapper back along with my own.

“I rather hear it from you, since I know he’ll dramatize the fuck out of it.” I said as I smacked the wrappers away when he made a move to throw them in my hair.

“Well, he managed to piss Mr. Wade off at the very beginning of Trigonometry by telling him he had to take a piss. Then when he got back he sat down and was completely obnoxious about it; fucking hilarious. Mr. Wade was purple in the face, he was so mad.” He explained, sucking on the sucker noisily.  

I grinned; I would have killed to see his face turn a shade of violet from anger. I can’t stand that stuck-up-buck-toothed asshole. Always up my anus about stupid shit, I swear I’ve had to keep myself from mouthing off to him so many times I lost count.

“Sorry, I missed it.”

“Hey are you coming over later?”

I scoffed.

“Do you still have Mortal Kombat 3 and a Super Nintendo?” I scoffed.

“Yerp.” He grinned.

“Then hell yeah I am. I’ll bring over some Pizza Rolls that dad never ate.”

He shook his head, almost as if he was confused.

“I don’t understand you. Girls usually can’t even look at that shit without gaining like fifty pounds, then there is you. How much do you weigh again?” he said looking me over.

“Uh…like a hundred and ten. Something like that.” I shrugged.

I never had a problem with weight gain. But hey you never know it might come back to bite me in the future. Gain sixty pounds over night like that.

“Yeah, in your bra maybe.”

I threw the wrappers back at him.

“They’re not that fucking big! I’m only a C-cup, asshole.”  I growled.

Of course he’d notice that, he’s a guy after all.

“I’m just saying, I could pick you up and toss you around with no problem, Tabby Cat. You some closet bulimic or something?” he said poking my flat tummy.

I blushed and slapped his hand away.

“No, I just exercise, stupid.”

Hearing footsteps coming from the hallway to our left, I looked over and saw the ever-so-happy Ivan walking down the hallway a big grin never leaving his face. His hair was in its usual short spiky Mohawk colored black and blonde and long legs stretched in front of him. On closer inspection, I notice he’s another sexy bastard with his skinny torso and built arms covered in tattoos of pin-up girls.

How have I never noticed my friends seem to be sexy as fuck?

I mean not all of them can be like this, right?

“What the fuck took you, Ivan?” I said standing up.

He just laughed.

“I wasn’t aware I was driving you home, Tabby. I thought you were gonna catch a ride with Alex today?” He said sticking his hands in his pockets.

Before I could make up a half ass excuse as to why I didn’t get a ride from Alex, Roland managed to butt in.

“You see Ivan, our dear friend Tabitha is going to be a virgin forever.” He said, almost sympathetically.

He put his arm around my shoulder, as if to offer me comfort, but all it did was annoy me further. Go ahead Roland, why don’t you just tell the whole world while you’re at it?

“Don’t. Fucking. Call. Me. Tabitha!” I growled and grabbed his wrist, twisting it around painfully.

He cried out and suddenly swooped down, throwing me over his shoulder as I squealed. Jesus, I hate this! He knows I hate being carried like this, asshole! Ivan (or at least I think it was Ivan) howled with laughter and smacked my ass as Roland carried me outside. I squealed and kicked my legs, hoping to catch the bastard in the face, but kicked air.

“Put me down, Roland or I’ll puke all over you!”

He laughed and did as I asked, setting me back on my feet while I glared. God, I’m so damn short compared to him. He appears to be at least 6’1 compared to my 5’4, I’m a complete elf standing next to him. A little cherry red haired elf.

I guess that’s just how they see me. The cherry red haired girl with too-blue eyes and bad attitude, but at least I’m not a dramatic bitch like half of the female population here. That’s when I ended up just sitting with the guys. I have only one female friend, Leah, but we’ve been friends since kindergarten. Before we hit puberty and decided our sex drives were more important than hanging out. We don’t talk as much as we did in middle school, but we still stay in touch.

Maybe that’s why I keep getting friendzoned.