What to pick
"You should read the Titanic." I turn around to see a girl with dirty blond hair, big round glasses, looking up from an encyclopedia.
I give her a small smile. "Nah, I've never liked the Titanic."
Her eyes widen with shock. "Well why not?"
"Uh," I look towards the books. "Because I just didn't. Didn't really peak my interest."
"I'm Dylan's friend." She says out of the blue. I turn towards her, looking her up and down. She's pretty. "Me too." I nod looking back at the book shelves.
"I was his first friend actually, we grew up together." I try to keep myself from rolling my eyes. "Great." I reply without looking at her. Did I ask?
"Yeah, we kind of lost a bit of touch, but we still talk every once in a while." Is she done? I really don't care.
"Cool." I press my lips together trying to find a book quickly. She's irritating me. The last thing I need to do is snap at one of Dylan's friends.
"Yeah, we actually dated for two years." At that I almost laugh. But I keep it to myself and turn to her, acting curious.
"Really? How old were you guys?" I ask.
She looks pleased with my sudden curiosity. "Eleven to twelve. We broke up in the seventh grade."
She might be telling the truth.
I press my brows together. "Wow. Why did you guys break up?"
She sighs shaking her head. "I just wanted to be friends. At first he was sad, we didn't really talk till the end of seventh grade, then we became friends again."
Liar. I push down my scowl, fake pouting. "Well at least he got over you." I shrug.
She smiles. "I really hope. Sometimes he tries to wrap his arm around me and cuddle I guess, really hope all those feelings are gone." That's when I lose it. I slam her encyclopedia shut, slamming it on the table, causing her to gasp.
"Do I look like an idiot to you?" I ask. "You really think that I would believe you? Try to remember that I'm his friend as well, and that I know he didn't date anyone in the seven grade." I scowl, turning around.
"Fine!" I turn back around to see her standing up. She wears jean shorts, a black tank top, and a white cardigan. "We didn't date." She admits. "But I was one of his first friends, I've seen him the way he used to be," Used to be?? "And then you walk along and take my best friend away from me. And you're going to pay for it." She sneers.
Excuse me?! I laugh. "I didn't take anything away from you, sweetheart. It's not my fault he stopped hanging out with you."
"Watch your mouth, Lexi. I know something about you that you don't want anyone to know." She warns.
I raise my eyebrows. "I'm an open book." I lie.
"Yeah you're the book that gives paper cuts to everyone." She makes sure to emphasize the word cuts making me confused. Before I can ask what the hell she means, she walks away.
That makes no sense, because, well, I've never cut myself. I mean I just didn't, so what does she mean by cuts? And who the hell is she? Dylan has never said anything about her. What does she mean who he used to be? Is she talking before the accident? Was he different before the accident? Did she even know about the freaking accident?
Gah, this is all so confusing. I should have just let her get away with her dumb lie. What was that even about?
Here's the difference between my group of friends and Hayden's little click. If this girl talked like that to Hayden, Hayden would humiliate her until she couldn't even come to school. While since she just talked to me like that, which I'm not entirely used too, I'm not going to make her life a living hell. I'm not gonna go and spill a drink on her or pop her tires or something like that. Especially since, she might actually have been or still is friends with Dylan. Also people are just scared of us. So no one has made the move to threaten any of us.
Yet she kind of just did. And to say I'm surprised is an understatement. I know I should probably not do this, or even think about some type of cruel revenge, but lately I've been very easily irritated and frustrated, and this was the last straw.
Also I said I would never try to make her life a living hell. I never said I would ask someone else too. Someone who finds joy in it.
Fifth grade Lexi is back!!!!
...Yay...
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If you don't remember Hayden is like the queen bee. Cool? Cool. :)
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Teen FictionI push away from him and slap his arm. "You idiot! I thought I as going to die!" "I was never going to kill you." He smirks. "Yet." _________________ Her life was was a mess until she meets the guy who will probably make it worse or make it all go...
