Being The Wing Girl

Feather One

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                                                              FEATHER ONE

                                                                 1-Alexi-1

"Hey Alexi, did you see that new guy? God. He is so hot!"

"Girl, you're Ryan's lab partner right? C'mon, ask him to hang out with us at lunch!"

"Yo Lex! What's PJ's favorite ice cream flavor?"

"Babes! Sean is so rude, I'm dumping him. I need a new guy."

"ALEXI! We need to go boy hunting.. Soon."

"Please! I beg of you, hook me up with June."

"I will be your slave for a year!! If you could tell Thea to speak even just a syllable in front of me!"

Yup.

That's what I normally hear, and I'd immediately know that duty calls.

Every single word played over and over again in my mind as I sat here basking on this plump, homey couch at Starbucks. I'd probably soon be hearing those overused sentences, phrases and words again tomorrow.

The day senior year starts.

My name is Alexi Logan (17); the wing girl in our circle of girl friends. But it's worth it, because I like keeping my best friends happy; I treasure them so much that sometimes, I don't even think of anything else but them, the whole worlds always blacks out. I know, you must think I'm so selfless. Wouldn't you too, if you had a glamorous and wonderful set of friends like them? Not to brag or anything but I personally think we define the two words, girl friends.

What can I say?

I'm attached.

My brother and I always take the seats on the second floor next to the huge arched window so that we would see the people that pass by, which would most possibly be our schoolmates driving in their colorful cars and modeling their up-to-date expensive clothes in big shopping bags. Whenever we see someone familiar pass by, we'd immediately activate the gossip mode, yeah, he's a boy but it surprises me how he knows more gossip than me.

My brother's Axel Logan (19), an incoming senior too. You must be wondering why he's in the same level as me, it's because he pulled a horrible prank on the principal's son concerning the janitor's closet and a gay hooker. I won't say any further details. He's extremely lucky to not get kicked out, only held back.

I took a sip from my Grande sized Vanilla Frap with caramel on top, this is my favorite flavor. I adjusted my black blazer; it was getting chilly here by the open arched window. I should've dared Axel to buy me some hot coffee instead of asking him to serenade one of the female baristas, who sure was enjoying her moment, thinking Axel would really like her. You see, we have a habit of playing truth or dare when we're bored. And he always loses and picks dare so poor him. I arched my back at the couch's armrest and I saw him embarrassing himself with the song “You’re beautiful”. I saw people secretly chuckling and some others pointing at him. Sucks for him, let's just say singing isn't exactly his forte.

This was epic.

I got out my pink iPhone and prepared to video it, but then as the lens turned towards the window, I caught something else.