Finding The Idiot

* Flashback *

Hello my lovelies!
Yes I know this isn't the chapter you were expecting.
I'm trying to update because everything right now is way better that a couple of weeks ago, so ya.

But for now I wanted to write a little flashback of April and Hunter's relationship before shit hit the fan.

Hope you enjoy and see you guys later.
Byeeeeee!!!!!

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- Stupidity At Its Finest -

"Ooooo, would you look at that. He is what I call well done."

"Ewww, Malia. I don't need to know that. But-" I look over at the direction where Malia is currently drooling over Mr. Prince Charming. "-you're not wrong at all."

Malia looks at me with a smirk on her face. "Is my girl checking a man out?"

I snapped out of that gorgeous face and look back over at Malia. "A man? Please, we are Middle Schoolers and-" I pointed over to the sexy fella standing at his locker. "-that is a boy."

"You got a point." Malia grabbed all of her books and slammed her locker. "But that doesn't mean I won't give it a shot. Wish me luck."

"You gonna tap that ass."

"Hell ya," she whispers. Malia happily walks away to that boy. I lean on my locker watching her do her magic.

"Watcha doing."

I turn around and sadly it's not Shawn Mendes. It's Hunter. "None of your beeswax."

"Why so grumpy?"

I stand up in my tippy toes. "Don't you have other friends to annoy or am I the only friend you have?"

"I do actually." He points to the group of boys behind me. "But my best friend is busy with a girl, so I came to talk to you."

"Best friend?" I turn back around and something clicked in my little brain. "Your best friend is with my best friend. Oh hell no."

I quickly run up to them with Hunter right behind me. I stand in between Hunter's best friend and Malia. "So, what's going on here," I asked facing Malia and Hunter's best friend.

"Well, April meet Tyler. Tyler meet April." Tyler takes out his hand to shake and I look at it confused.

"Ummm I'm the queen. We don't shake hands, stupid," I said in my British accent. I stick out my hand with my knuckles facing up.

He leans in and kisses my hand softly. "I never knew you were British. If you can't tell by my accent I am too."

"Oh please your accent sounds fake ass fuck."

"It's real."

"Real my ass."

"It is real."

"Okay, sure, whatever."

Malia clears her throat and looks at me with 'gurl you are cock blocking me, please leave' look. But I add the please part because maybe she isn't so rude. Maybe.

I look back at Malia and give her a 'I gotch you, well talk about this later' look. "So, umm, I leave you two be. Hunter and I will be over there," I pointed to no where in particular. I grab Hunter and pull him back to my locker.

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"Do you think I can jump those trash cans all together?"

So, right now I basically spending time with Hunter because our best friends are busy with each other. Ewww, that sound completely wrong in my head. Someone pour holy water on my head before I lose it.

Anyway, Hunter and I are sitting on a bench eating our lunch. "Nah, you can't even jump a fucking pebble."

He looks at me and smirks. "Bet?"

I look back at the trash cans and turn my head back to him. "Bet what?"

"If I win, you have to hang with me whenever I want. But if you win, then I'll pay for you lunch until High School."

I nod. "What if I lose?"

"You can't see Winnie anymore."

My eyes widen so much that I feel they're pop out any second. "Nooooo, that's to harsh. What about if I lose, I would clean up after Winnie."

"Fine, shake on it." I cautiously raise my hand and shake his hand as an agreement. "I'm gonna win." Hunter stands up and puts the trash cans together.

I cross my legs and fingers, hoping that he will fail.

He runs back to get a head start. He looks at the trash cans with determination and makes a sprint towards it. When he gets close enough, he jumps up as high as he can. Then everything went in slow motion in my head.

He almost made it, but gravity was on my side today and he ate it, hard. He lands on the ground with a huge thud. As he groans on pain, I start laughing uncontrollable. So much that I fall off the bench still laughing. I look up at Hunter and sees him laugh at my dumb ass rolling on the grass.

"S-stupidity at its finest, ladies and gentlemen," I spit out, still laughing.