Channing-
I turned away from her car and tried to keep a natural human pace as I questioned that my response was to revealing to her. She seemed to know that something was up. She looked at me with a manner of seeing everything that I was feeling. It was strange. I've always been good at hiding my emotions. I have to learn to contain myself around her. I'm losing myself trying to get to know her. I'm becoming something I'm not; I'm acting human for the first time in my life. Usually I just treat people as lower-life forms that have no reason to be here besides serve us or to be used as toys for our entertainment like court jesters.
I get into my car and Blake is already sitting shotgun. He is practically jumping up and down in his seat knowing about Lynzi. I watched her car drive down the road, and disappear around street corner, in my mirror. I stared at the street sign through my window for a good 15 seconds before the obnoxious and irritating thing that has to have the same genes running through his body as me practically yelling at the top of his lungs wondering who Lynzi was, how we met, why I'm talking to her and everything else he think of to ask. I couldn't keep up nor take any of his questions right now so the only thing that I could do that would shut him up would make a loud noise or punch him. It would be unfair to hit him in the car because that would probably cause us to break the car in the parking lot, in front of everyone, so I have to find something loud to make him shut up. I tried yelling over him but all he did was become louder and by this point I was about to say screw everything and snap his neck but instead I channeled my anger in pushing it into the horn of the car so that the sound would ring and ring and ring. He eventually shut up and looked around through the windows.
"You know dude, like everyone is staring at us now. Nice way to be conspicuous on our first day." He scoffed at his comment which broke the last straw. I slapped him as hard as I could across the back of the head. "Hey man, what was that for?" Blake rubbed the back of his head and looked as if he was going to say any minute 'you gave me a 'boo-boo'. Lord he acts like such a baby!
"Well maybe if you would shut your mouth for once in your life you would here the fact that I was going to tell you at home and not in the car. I'm tired and I would like to have a peaceful ride home. So if you wouldn't mind as to shutting your fucking trap. PLEASE!" By the time that I was done talking to him I was grinding my teeth and about one wrist flick away from ripping the steering wheel off. I took a deep breath and let go of the steering wheel. I sat up straight and put my seatbelt on. I glanced over at Blake who was staring at me with something that looked like surprise.
"What? Why are you staring at me like that?" My voice sounded shaky from anger.
"It's just you never really talk to me. You usually just hit me or ignore me. This is the first time that you actually talked to me like I'm a person and not like I'm some child that clings to your shirt because he doesn't have anyone else. You most always just say 'Oh fuck it' and then throw me through the roof of the car in front of all kinds of humans so that the next day we have to hide out and end up moving." He looked at me as if he was stunned, but for a second when I thought that he was going to shut up and leave me alone because he respected me, his head shot up and a giant, brainless grin spread across his almond shaped face. "She is making you a softy isn't she? Wow man! You're already whipped and you're not even with her yet!" He laughed so hard that he cried. I gave out a pissed off grunt, turned the car on, and drove as fast as possible (without breaking the law) to home. When we got out of the car Blake was still laughing and cracking wise with me about what I did. I couldn't take it anymore. We were in the safety of our own home and I had nothing to hide from anyone. The minute that I closed the door behind us I sprang on him from behind. I pushed him on the floor and punched his face about 4 times and then jumped off fixing my shirt. Blake shook his head and let out a groan. He snapped his nose back into place and in his disorientated state tried to locate me in the room.
