The Devil Wears Skinny Jeans

Chapter 8: Cafeteria Food, Cigarettes, and Gross Cliques

It was lunch again, but this time on Thursday, the day before he would take Cara on a ~date~.

Abaddon was smoking a cigarette with Barb the lunch lady in the parking lot.

"This shit ain't good for you, kid." She said inhaling a puff. He smiled and did the same. It reminded him of home. "What do you mean Barbara, you've been smoking them your whole life and you look like a damn model." He said. She didn't. She laughed though. "Fuck you, kid." They shared a chuckle. "Do you guys even eat the stuff you make?" He asked with a grossed-out face. She laughed again. "Of course not! Now that shit will kill you." She said throwing the butt on the floor and stomping it out with her foot. "Seriously though kid, I know you're new around here and you're all popular, but you seem like a good person, be careful, okay...don't want end up like me" She joked. He did a little bow. "On the contrary Barb, it would be an honor." And with that, they both went back inside.

For the remainder of lunch, Abaddon decided not to sit with Cara. He gave a smile and a nod, but other than that he kept his distance, to peak her curiosity. He had played the game a thousand times before, but it always felt new. Cara was especially scrumptious.

He sat at a table alone, but he assumed it wouldn't last long. He was right. A perky blonde with tight clothing and pursed lips walked over to him making eye contact the whole time. "Hey Abaddon" She said bending a bit over the table to show her breasts, he intentionally didn't look just to irk her. "Hi there, Penelope isn't it?" She smiled "So you've been watching me too, you know my name." He shrugged. "You're very well-known around here, dear." He added a smile. 

Her eyes narrowed a little. "I'm having a party. Saturday. It will be nothing if you don't show up. You'll come right?" He thought for a moment. "There will be booze and pretty girls" She added, obviously talking about herself. "Why not?" He smiled and she jumped a little and ran over and hugged him. "Starts at 10, see you then" and she left.

Abaddon could tell that Cara had been watching the interaction and he had a feeling she was a bit jealous. Perfect. He smiled and stretched his body for his audience. 

Next Turner came over. "Oh uh hey Abaddon." He sat with him. "I saw you talking to Penelope... what was that about?" He said with as little emotion as possible. "Party on Saturday. I'll be your ride." He said. Turner was shocked. "I don't know if I should go..." "That's okay because I know for you." Abaddon joked. "It'll be fun." Turner smiled a little to the ground. "If you insist."