I want to.
We didnt utter a word to each other in the economics class yesterday. We, as in me and the Heath boy if you couldnt tell. Today, i cant help but wonder if we will engage and i know that a part of me wishes to engage with him. I want to rip that part off me and throw it in the bin, but i like myself too much to hurt myself.
"Suzy can find herself a new ride."
I hear my brother snarl with his mouth full as i enter the kitchen in the morning. I dont know if i should be disgusted by the image that i would face if his back werent turned to me, the image of the contents of his mouth that would probably resemble slurry.
Now, i made your stomach turn. Mission accomplished.
"Suzy wont be needing a new ride because you are her ride." Mom's back is turned to us as she pours herself a cup of coffe but her words are certain as her voice is.
"Mom!" Chase moans, disgruntled.
I snort, thinking Chase is acting like a little bįtch right now. He doesnt wanna ride with me because i upset him. Oww, is our little Chase upset? Well, fvck him to the sun and not the moon.
They realize i just graced the grounds and turn to look at me. Chase's eyes remain on me only a split second before he burries himself in his bow of cereals. Mom however regards me longer and with a curious look.
Do you read my mind mom? I ask silently just to be sure. Fortunately, i dont see a smug expression that indicates she hears me, so im all good.
"What happened?" Dad asks without raising his head from his newspaper. He has this legendary ability to do anything while reading. That man is awesome.
"What do you mean?" Chase asks back as i take my place to place some cereals in my currently empty bag of junk, my stomach, i mean. I swear, my stomach has more shįt in it than a keyboard.
"Why dont you wanna ride with your sister?" Dad further explains his question.
"She's not my sister." Chase growls tersely, glancing at me.
"Oh, she is. Your mother and i made her-"
"Ok, ok! She is."
I snort again. Did i tell you that man is awesome?
"Since we established that. Tell us why, Chase." Dad presses and i find myself looking at Chase intently. Is he gonna tell them? We all know he is angry with me because I kissed Jason but is he gonna let our parents know about my escapade?
He glances at me again and swallows whats inside his mouth slowly, making time for himself to think. I can just tell.
Im not worried about my parents learning. I can make my own decisions now and if i decide to kiss a boy, then i kiss the boy. Im not gonna get angry at Chase if he tells them because i told them about his situation. Im just curious.
"She has a crush on Jason."
Then, i spurt the contents of my mouth.
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"I dont have a crush on Jason!" I yell at my brother in the car as he drives to school.
"Yes, you do. You still do." He insists and makes me wanna brain him even though itd probably be the death of both of us since he's driving. In a few seconds, we'll be in school territory.
"Why do you want me to have a crush on Jason? You were angry that i kissed him." I cross my arms across my chest with a pout on my face.
"I am still angry at both of you but it doesnt change the fact you have a crush on him."
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Bad Bad Boy
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