The Heteros

Three

(Layna's pov)

"And remember to purchase your tickets for the upcoming dance next Friday," the announcements called.  "They're only five dollars each."

"You really should go," Lilly said to me.

"Yeah and get a date and everything," Cass added in.

"Still not interested," I huffed. "I'll probably just stay over Sky's house that night. That's at least fun."

"Then maybe you should go with Sky," Lily suggested.

"Ew no!" I laughed. "That's honestly incest, she is literally like my sister, and not in that fake friend zone way. She is literally my sister."

"And she's probably straight," Cass added.

"Honestly she's not," I defended.

"Still I wouldn't be shocked," She shrugged.

The bell finally rang and it was actually my favorite time of the day... Time to go home. I trudged to my locker, getting my bag. Usually it took me about thirty seconds to dodge human interaction and make my way to the parking lot and into Sky's car. But, of course today of all days, I slammed my locker, getting my flannel stuck inside. And obviously, no one wanted to help or notice my awkward situation.

"Need help there?" I attempted to turn around, seeing Michael holding back his laughs.

"No, I'm fine chilling here all day," I shook my head sarcastically.

"Well then," Michael chuckled. "What's your combo?"

"uhm.." I awkwardly scratched my head. "6, 12, 9"

"Okay," he nodded, reaching across me to reach the locker. I just bit my lip, waiting for this awkward personal space invasion to be over. "There you go," He stepped back quickly. I pulled my flannel and slammed my locker.

"Thanks," I said before walking away. I was very social.

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"Wait so you got your flannel stuck? That's your excuse?" Sky shook her head.

"Yeah," I nodded. "why would I make that up?" I hopped in her car.

"How did you get it out of said locker?" Sky asked.

"Michael, the new kid, he opened my locker for me," I avoided eye contact.

"Really now?" She smirked.

"Shut up," I rolled my eyes.

"Did you have a nice conversation?"

"About my combination? Oh yes it was sparkling," I spat.

"Whatever, sounds like a nice icebreaker," Sky started the car.

"Shut up."

We continued on our way to Sky's house in the silent car.  Honestly, I spent 95% of my life at Sky's house. I tended to be there more than my own house, due to the fact my Dad hated Sky and he didn't understand me. So I tended to just stay over Sky's house and occasionally go home if I wanted my Dad to buy me food.

Boredly, I popped through the CDs in Sky's car. What's a car without music? I then came across Badlands (Deluxe) and popped it in the CD player. Immediately going to track 13.

"Yes!" Sky yelled as the music started. Halsey began singing Gasoline.

"ARE YOU INSANE LIKE ME? BEEN IN PAIN LIKE ME? BOUGHT A HUNDRED DOLLAR BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE LIKE ME? JUST TO POUR THAT MOTHER FUCKER DOWN THE DRAIN LIKE ME? WOULD YOU USE YOUR WATER BILLS TO DRY THE STAIN LIKE ME?" I scream on the top of my lungs in a very off key tone. Sky nearly crashing the car from laughing at my stupidity.

"ARE YOU HIGH ENOUGH WITHOUT THE MARY JANE LIKE ME? DO YOU TEAR YOURSELF APART TO ENTERTAIN LIKE ME? DO PEOPLE WHISPER 'BOUT YOU ON THE TRAIN LIKE ME? SAYING THAT YOU SHOULDN'T WASTE YOUR PRETTY FACE LIKE ME?" I continued babbling the lyrics at random strangers out the window.

"You're high," Sky shook her head.

"Cmon you know you wanna join me!" I rolled my eyes.

"I do," She shrugged.

I laughed before continuing my off key screaming, "And all the people say... YOU CANT WAKE UP THIS IS NOT A DREAM, YOU'RE PART OF A MACHINE, YOU ARE NOT A HUMAN BEING!"

"WITH YOUR FACE ALL MADE UP, LIVING ON A SCREEN, LOW ON SELF ESTEEM, SO YOU RUN OF GASOLINE!" Sky joined it.

We finished the song, almost crashing into a few trees from laughing. But thankfully, kinda, we made it home alive.

"So about this Michael guy," Sky smirked, before handing me a can of Dr.Pepper.

"What about him?" I rolled my eyes, opening the can.

"Did you get his number?"

"Yes Sky, because you know me... I'm so smooth socially that after I got my flannel out of my locker I asked some hot guy for his number," I sighed sarcastically.

"Well, maybe I don't know... Maybe he gave you his number to call in case you have another flannel malfunction," Sky sat next to me, with a Snapple.

"Cause that happens in reality."

"Imagine if it did though," Sky giggled to herself.

"You're a dork," I shook my head.

"Wow thanks," she nodded. "But honestly I think Michael is kinda into you."

"Doubtful, he's probably gay," I shook my head. "And besides we don't know enough about each other to actually like each other. I just find him... Kind of cute."

"Kind of?" Sky raised an eyebrow.

"Well if you think he's more than kind of then why don't you date him?" I joked.

"No," She said seriously. "I don't even like guys."

"Okay?" I shrugged. "Besides your little boyfriend, Calum, is probably hitting on him already."

"Probably." Honestly Calum was a fucking manwhore sometimes, mostly when there's new attractive guys in the school. But it was as if he was trying too hard to show off he's gay, like 99.9% of the neighborhood.

"I mean I'd ship that," I smirked. "Malum."

"Malum," Sky laughed.