Counting by the minutes

Part title

There was Nick. With his bimbo. In the middle of Starbucks. I looked at Michael frantically.

"He can't see that I'm hurt" I whisper.

"Then he won't" he smirks, and grabs my hand. I follow him, confused about what he means.

"Follow my lead" he whispers. I nod, and he rests his hand on the small of my back.

Nick pulls away from kissing mrs. Bimbo and looks at me. I divert my eyes and look at Mikey. He smirks when he sees Nick and says very, very loud;
"What do you want princess?"

Now i see what's happening. It wouldn't hurt to play along.

"Umm.. Vanilla latte, whipped cream on top. Oh, and can we share a sandwich? Ham and cheese maybe" I say in a sickly sweet tone. Out of the corner of my eye Nick looks, well, mad. Good.

"Sure, anything for my princess" he says, ordering and paying.

We sit down in the table next to them, and Mikey puts an arm around me as we wait for our order to be ready.

Nick got up and left, telling his new girlfriend that he was going to the bathroom. As soon as he left, her head snapped to us.

"Wow! Nick left you because you were too goody two shoes and now your wit the biggest player on campus. Have fun with him for the week." She smiled sweetly, sounding as fake as her appearance. Covers in plastic surgery.

"after what just happened, how can you be sure Nick won't leave you the next time he gets tired of you?" Mikey snaps.

"Because I'm not like heather. I'm actually worth dating" she replied, looking at her 1/2 inch long nails. Ugh. How do you even pick things up with them, much less text on your phone. Maybe there's a how to be a fake, trashy, mean, bimbo class those girls go too. Cuz that would about sum everything about her up.

"When I touch someone's ass, I'd rather not touch silicone like yours" he retorts. I gasp at him. I may think horrible things, but I'd never say stuff like that out loud.

"My butt isn't fake! Ugh, I'm leaving. If you need me, I'll be in Nick's room" she said, emphasizing the Nick part.

I rolled my eyes as she waltzed out in her 10 inch stilettos. Again, don't know how she walks in them, much less do anything.

Right then Nick came out and looked around for her.

"She went to your room, you know, that bleach blonde bimbo you seem to like more than heather for some deranged reason" Mikey said, smirking.

"I- i-" Nick trailed off as he stormed off to find her.

"Do you know her name?" I ask.

"Rachel, she's been everyone's flavor of the week at least once in their life" he huffs. I smile, and get up to grab our food.

"By the way, I was only acting all couple-y in the line to make Nick jealous. I get the entire sand which" I point out as I sit down. He nods and laughs a bit.

"Whatever you want princess"

"You totally schooled Rachel back there" I say with a mouthful of food. It sounded more like, 'you Offaly oooled ache ack there'

"What?" He asked laughing.

I swallowed and repeated myself.

"Oh, yeah. She deserved it"

"Agreed"

We finished our food and headed back to the dorm.

"Hey, party tonight. Let's go, show Nick he didn't break you one bit" he suggests.