We Are The Misfits- Discontinued

Chapter 2 First Impressions.

"Terror-belle what do you think you're doing?" 

I sigh and take my eyes away from the lit up computer screen to glare at Wes. He , of cause, just gave a pointed look at his laptop that I had in my lap. Right. I shrug before going back to my typing and clicking ignoring his question and staying silent. No way was I admitting that I was feeding my curiousity about Lucas Wild by stalking his facebook page. This was not one of my proudest moments but ever since the hallway incedent I couldn't get his annoying face and stattering voice out of my head, and it was starting to piss me off.

Which brings me to my present and quite shameful actions as I scroll down his profile page reading the occationally boring status. For someone so 'popular' he wasn't very interesting. I felt the bed dip down and assumed that Wes had come to snoop out what I was doing on his laptop. I sigh again and push the unhelpful electronic off me and spreading out my legs.

"Lucas Wild huh? Don't tell me you have a little crush on the golden boy," Wes asked teasing me while looking over the profile that I had left on the page, I roll my eyes in response but since he couldn't see it I hit the back of his head aswell. Thank god Jacob and Haydens' mum had called them causing them to leave earlier then usual. There would be no chance of them all dropping it.

"Don't be an ass." I scowl when he looked over at me.

"Don't get your undies in a twist..." That earnt him another slap, " Ow Jesus, I was joking."

"You were rude," I deadpanned leaning back on his old but surpisingly comfy mattrass. It was nearly five-thirty and I've been here - at Wes' house- since the end of school, it was one of those things that I do so often it's normal. You see, my house is empty; sure I have my gambling mother and my drunk bad-mouthed father but I'll be unlucky to see them maybe a couple times a month, honestly, I don't know what they are doing and I don't care. Wes only has his mum, and she is amazing but totally run down to the ground working to support the family, which admittedly is just her, Wes and the morgage her sleazy ex left her with. So in as a benefit to both of us, mainly me I think, I always stay here while Jacob and Hayden go play happy, rich, disfunctional family.

It has been that way for years now and I can't see it changing anytime soon.

"Maybe a little, but why are you stalking Wild like a 12 year old girl with a new love obsession?" He asks again curiousity falling off his words his careful rephrasing of thee word 'crush' didn't go unnotices.

"I don't know. I'm curious I guess; never really noticed him 'til today," I shrug again trying desperately to down play the situation, Wes overreacting and telling everyone was something I could live without.

"Really? That's it," It was obvious he didn't believe me one bit by his tone.

"What else would it be? Anyway he seemed..." I trail off briefly trying to find a word that best discribes the weird vibe I got off Lucas. "Different, or something,"

"Yeah he wasn't the stuck up douche I expected either," Wes said indifferently, summing up my hesitant words in to a bold statement. He leans back wrapping a comforting arm around my shoulders " You want to go to that party friday?"

"What party?" I ask my attention spiking up at the mention of something fun to kill time with.

"Don't know who's, Derek Whitmann told me about it in Bio," I groan at the mention of the renowned Derek Whitmann

"That jerk? Wes he practally molested me last time I saw him," I remind him not hiding my obvious dislike for the moron.

"He's an okay guy," He countered, I could tell he didn't even believe what he was spitting out, "If you're not a girl," I raise an eyebrow looking up at him in disbelief.

"Oh, so I should go get a sex change and we can all be BFF's," I say full of sarcasm and fake enthusiam which is not missed nor apperciated by my friend.

"No need to get snarky, you probably won't see him anyway," He again tries to convince me even though I already wanted to go.

"Fine but I will not be left alone, got it," I sit up giving him my best I'm Serious Don't Or I'll Hurt You look which worked as he mumbled an agreement hidden behind an insult. I don't bother hiding my satisfied smile when I see Wes rolling his eyes.

"You know, you're worse then a clingy girlfriend sometimes." He muttered trying to restore a shred of his marcho man points but still pulled me closer too his side. I just nudge his with my elbow going along with it.

"But Wesley don't you love me so so much," I play along my voice ten notches too high making sure to empathise his full name just to annoy him.

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I've tried to get Lucas Wild out of my head all day. I don't know what he did but whatever it was I hate him for it, I haven't been this captivated by a person since... well never even Wes, Jacob and Hayden weren't this fasicinating to me they were merely interesting people I didn't know but understood. We all share something.

United by how messed up we are. Wes with family pressures anger issues and a reputation of street fighting not to mention the not to be spoken of topic of his father- seriously it's like saying voldemort- then Jacob and Hayden with their confusing social light prestigious family dynamics the twins have a reason to be rebelling, not publicly but it counts. They'll do anything to get away from their snobby parents.

But Lucas Wild is eager to impress, living life thriving on others opinions and judgements, moving in the crowd. He is everything I detest about people today wrapped up in and evenly tanned, well formed body of a seventeen year old boy. Plus if yesterday was anything to go by he's easily scared too.

"You're staring again," I tear my gaze away from Wild where it was - subconsiously - resting to look at Hayden who was sitting across from me with traces of amusement flickering through his cracoal coloured eyes.

"Is anything you're saying important?" I asked looking him dead in the eyes challenging him. He just shrugged not bothered at all by the eye contact like anyone else would be, not that I expected him to be.

"Then it doesn't matter that I'm not listening, does it?" I ask patronising him, shaking my head slightly like it's obvious. He chuckles slightly mumbling 'whatever' before looking over to where I was only a minute ago, Lucas Wild. "Lucas Wild plaguing your mind again?"

I roll my eyes "It's not that dramatic, I want to figure him out that's all," I return to looking at the scruffy head of blonde hair "He's hidding something, I want to know what."

"Welcome back Nancy Drew, care to enlighten us all on what Mr Prefect is hidding for his dim witted followers?" Jacob joined our conversation attacking me harmoniously with his twin.

"I don't know yet, but I'll find out, there's something strange about him," I reply, voice full of confidence while all three listened to my declaration. I will find your secret Wild it's only a matter of time.

"Yeah, how are you going to do that? With your Jedi mind powers," Wes statement was meant to inspire doubt, he was probably trying to get me to give up before I started. He should know me better than that by now.

I smirk a plan fomulating in my head playing out perfectly, "No, with feminine charm," I take in their confused looks for a second before standing.

"You're going to flirt with him?" Wes asked in disbelief looking up at me a little nervous. I just walk over to Lucas confidently, they don't need a answer.

It didn't take long to cross the cafiteria, just enough time for half the people in the over crowded room to track my movements with their eyes an undertone of confusion filling the silence. I observe the uneasiness, stiffness in the room in amusement but that was nothing compared to when I reached the table full of jocks and the clingy girls desperate for attention.

I don't glance once back as I place myself in the empty seat across from Lucas. The table was silent, everyones shock and confusion displayed clearly on their faces. I lean back in the plastic chair making myself comfortable before looking Lucas Wild in the eye.

"Hey guys, What's up?"

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