How We Became

Chapter 2

"No. It's a thick line!" I whisper yell to Justin.

"No it isn't! It's a fucking rectangle!" He argues back.

We were currently arguing in the back of the class about whether the thing you drew was a rectangle or a thick line as our math teacher, Mrs.Honic, drones on and on about some stupid fraction crap.

Finally, the bell rang. I got up with my bag and sprinted to the door to avoid the mob I call my math class.

I was on my way to English, which I had with Taylor and Blake, when I bumped into someone chest. No, this is not once of those cliché moments where we bumped into each other and it's love at first sight. It's the exact opposite.

"You bitch, watch where you're going." The guy says and turns away. Before he can leave I spin him around and give him a nice punch to the arm. I knew it hurt because I do it to Blake all the time.

I walked away smirking as he grasped his arm, staring at me in shock.

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In English it's just free writing. So pretty much you can sit and chat with your friends as long as you have at least a paragraph of words.

Taylor was too busy writing to actually talk to Blake and I. So we chatted with each other after writing a stupid poem. Mine about cat food, his about dog food. Don't ask.

"Oh my gosh I almost forgot to ask!" Blake turns to me excitedly.

"No Blake, cats cannot have herpes." I say with a straight face.

He frowned, "That's not what I was gonna ask. Although I have thought about it. Wait! Off topic! Do you want to visit my cousins with me this weekend? One of them is our age and him and hit buddies are pretty cool."

"Sure." I shrug, already knowing my mom will say yes.

His eyes light up, "Yay! Cause it's a 6 hour drive and I need someone to annoy."

"Damn it, you could've told me that before I agreed to it. Why're you visiting them anyways?" I glare at him.

"Well him and his buddies will be transferring here in a few weeks. So I need to bond with them as my mom put it."

I raise my eyebrow, "Isn't it kind of weird that they're all moving here at the same time?"

"Nah, they stick together. These guys are practically family." Blake shrugs.

"Man I wish I had a friend like that." I say fake sighing.

Blake just glares, "Fuck you."

I smile and wad up my poem and chuck it at his head, "I love you too you dork."

He got a funny look on his face and loudly said "Dork actually means penis."

We burst out laughing and even Taylor laughed, finally looking up from her writing.

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It was finally lunch. Thank god. I went to the counter grabbing a slice of pizza, a Dr.Pepper, an apple, and a granola bar. After paying for my food, I headed to my group. Our group was so big we had to combine two tables.

Once I got there I noticed Justin and Gavin having a pizza eating contest.

"You guys eat like pigs." I say, then shove 3/4's of my pizza slice into my mouth.

"Says you." Snorts Gavin.

"Hi Leo!" I say and throw my apple at him. His ninja fast reflexes allowed  his arm to go up and catch the apple before it hit his face. Did I mention he did this without looking up from his sketch book?

"Hey Rory." He says in a valley girl voice and throws the apple back at me. I catch it and a take a bite out of it.

"Whatcha drawing?" I ask with my mouthful.

"Your mom." He says smirking.

"Ha-ha. Very funny. For real though, what're you drawing?" I deadpan.

"I'm serious. I'm drawing your mom."

"....why?" I say glancing at the picture. Sure enough, it's a perfect picture of my mom.

"Because I knew you'd ask what I was drawing and I wanted my comeback to make sense." He says and smiles proudly.

"That's the most stupid, pointless thing I've ever heard." I say.

Leo shrugs and continues drawing.

"Hey gorgeous, is this seat taken?" A voice says behind me.

I roll my eyes and smack Blake on the chest.

As usual, he doesn't have a lunch so he eats the rest of my pizza and my granola bar.

"So I looked up if cats can have herpes, you're right. They can't." He says sadly.

I just roll my eyes and smile, taking a drink of my Dr.Pepper.

How I've dealt with him all these years, I don't know.

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