Is This Considered A Cliche?

Chapter Seven | Boys Are Worse Than Pineapple Trees (Part Two)

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2014 by M-A-COYNE

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Chapter Six

B o y s A r e W or s e T h a n P i n e a p p le T r e e s

PART TWO

This kiss wasn't like the others we've shared. It was a soft kiss, a chaste kiss. He didn't ravage my lips like he usually did. I didn't feel as if I were about to be devoured. No, this kiss was so light, so sad that there were actually tears in my eyes by the time he pulled away. Though, with all its sadness and tears, this kiss did not feel like a goodbye.

"Don't be sorry," he said, brushing my cheeks with his thumbs. "I understand. I think I would have been a little disappointed if you had chosen otherwise."

"...Really? You're not disappointed now?" I feel slightly offended.

Alphonso let out a chuckle. "No, I'm very disappointed, but for a different reason." I understood what he meant and nodded. He pulled away from me and got back on his bike. "I'll see you around, okay? Try not to get into too much trouble."

"Wait," I said before he could leave. "Um...the helmet you gave me..."

"Keep it, it was a gift." Before I could say anymore, Alphonso was gone, his bike speeding down the street and out of my sight. My hand flew to my right ear.

The earring was gone.

After phoning my mom and telling her I couldn't go to the hospital today (I had to tell her I was traumatized over my "break-up") Sofia and Natale drove me to Do-Wap in Natale's red Rolls-Royce Corniche Convertible. Sofia owned a silver Mercedes-Benz CL. Rich bitches. I didn't even have a car.
When we walked into D-Wap, Haruka met us at the door. She pulled me into a tight embrace. "How's my little idiot doing? Are you as traumatized as I heard?"

"...You heard I was traumatized?"

Haruka let out a laugh and pulled away from me. Funny how her expression hardly ever changes, even if she laughs...Does she ever smile? I think I saw it once...huh...

"Ugh! There she goes, spacing out like a retard again!"

NOOOOO! Not her again.

"What's your problem, Madison?" Natale growled, pushing me in back of her and Sofia. I have very protective friends.

"No, keep her out, let's see how funny this gets," Sofia said, pushing me back in front of them. Okay, so only Natale truly cares. Sofia...well she can just go choke on a hedgehog.

"We can't keep her out," Haruka said, pushing me back behind the twins. "She has no muscle to speak of, Madison will friggin break her in half."

"She is fat enough," I mumbled, knowing that the statement wasn't true. Still, it made me feel somewhat better.

"What did she just say," Madison growled while taking a menacing step forward.

"Ladies, ladies," a strong, male voice interjected. I felt a muscled arm wrap around my shoulder. "It's a shame to have two beautiful girls fight."

I turned my head slightly to come face to face with a complete stranger. A handsome guy, but a stranger all the same. His brown hair was mussed up and greyish green eyes shone bright on a pale face.