Do I Wanna Know

Chapter IV

I go here and there and everywhere for  the rest of the day.

"Hey, wanna go to the mall today? I got off and my brother's going to pick my sister up today." I ask Rittiny, Addym, and Dysney.

"Sure," says Rittiny. "Till what time?"

"Maybe 6, 7," Dysney replies.

"Yeah, let's go. You guys can drop off your cars at my house. We'll use my car," Addym finalizes.

"Okay," I say, walking to my unlocked car.

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When we get to the mall and into it, I scream on the inside and squeal out loud.

"What?" Rittiny asks. I point to a body from afar with my other hand clamped above my mouth.

"Is that... Forest?" Addym questions. I nod to answer.

"Oh my gosh! It's fate!" Dysney exclaims.

"Shut the elephant up, Dysney! He can probably hear you." I say.

"Hah, 'shut the elephant'," Rittiny chuckles out.

"He's stalking you," Addym says.

"Yeah, no," I say.

"Go talk to your player crush, Elle. He just wants to get to know you. And then rape you." There's another of Rittiny's quotes.

"Sure. Whatever you say. Let's just go along with our shopping. Forever 21?" I move on to let it go. Should I ask him why he's here? No. Probably with his sister,  maybe forced to drive her so she won't get tired of driving.

We walk to Forever 21 and I see Rayne. One of Forest's ex girlfriends. They're friends now, but I just hope they never go out again.

It was in 5th grade, Forest just moved, I had a crush on him as soon as he came to our class. Rayne and I were best friends so I told her I had a crush on him. Then, a couple months later, maybe 2-3, she tells me she's going to ask him out.

"Is it okay if I ask out Forest?" Of course I'd say yes. I can't do the same because I can't date (and have I mention, a wreck) and I wanted to be loyal to my parents.

We are, now, kind of friends. Talk once in a while, not often at all. Maybe every 3-4 months of school. Now considered one of the pretty girls-player, too.

Anyone is considered pretty when you date a popular kid, and oh how popular Forest is. I can never tell him how I feel about him. Never.

Here's a mental chart of what'll happen if I do:

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Key:

→ = tell of feelings to

Possibility #1: Me → Forest = He doesn't like me back and ignores me for the rest of my life.

Possibility #2: Me → Forest = He likes me back and asks me out, but I say no because I can't date (made the mistake of saying yes once).

Possibility #3: Me doesn't → Forest = His life doesn't get disgusted by my likings of him.

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Lives are better undisturbed by me.

"Whacha think of this?" Dysney show us a white petter pan collared top.

"It's pretty," Addym says,"When you guys are done, can we go to Hot Topic?"

"Yeah, then let's go to FYE," I grab Rittiny's arm and shake it,"to get Doctor Who stuff!" I'm absolutely obsessed. In only 4 months Doctor Who.

"Okay, okay," Rittiny accepts.

Dysney buys her shirt, then we go to Hot Topic. Addym buys a Pierce The Veil shirt and a Pierce The Veil rubber bracelet for $47 and I buy a Doctor Who t-shirt, poster, and 11th Doctor sonic screwdriver for over $50. We go to FYE and I buy a dalek. We go to the food court and that's when I come across Tom.

"Hey, Tom," I awkwardly wave my hand to him.

"Hey, uh, Elle, right?" He questions.

"Yeah. So what are you doing here?"

"Just hanging out with my friends." He points at his friends who are laughing at a table.

I'm impressed on how fast he can gain friends. "Wow, two days in school, already have friends. How do you do that?"

"With my muscles and charisma." He smirks and shows off his biceps.

"Wow, I should really work out more." I said, sarcastically. "So, are you going to tryout for anything?  Join anything?"

"I don't know. What are you in?"

"Um, I'm in symphonic band, marching band, jazz band-"

"Lots of band here, isn't there?"

"Yeah. I'm also in choir, basketball, and track and field. I'm also in the math team, debate club, student council, and art club."

"How do you have time for all those?" He sounds really surprised.

"Well, they're in different days, times, and/or weeks. Like symphonic band is during school, marching band is after school at Monday's and Wednesday's, jazz is also after school but on Friday's, choir is on during school, alternating with symphonic. Then basketball is everyday-except exceptions-before school, track is for 2 or 3 hours on Tuesday's. Math team, Thursday's. Student council, half an hour every other Wednesday. and art club is going to end, but it's usually on Tuesday's for 45 minutes."

"Wow," he says, shocked, after ordering for his food.

"Yeah, I get my sleep during the weekend." I order my food and wait with him.

"How come you don't have it today? Or yesterday?"

"Well, I have my before school and during school activities still, but this week, next week, and the week after that, teacher's are having workshops right after school."

"So, you probably have a perfect 8-10 hour sleep, right?"

"No." He looks at me in schocm.

"What? But you have like everything gone! How can you not?" He's so curious.

"I still have work, and homework. I have 3 hours of work and maybe 2-3 hours of homework. Usually, I have an hour of work, but since I need more money, probably even surplus money, you know, I need to work more." I take my tray of food and he takes his.

"And you went shopping?" he asks, walking with me to the other side of the court where both our tables are.

"Well, I only spent $60," I say in a sarcastic manner.

"How much do you earn an hour?"

"$20."

"Only, huh?" He grins and nudges me.

"Well, I need to get my Doctor Who stuffs at some point."

"You like Doctor Who?" I nod.

"Who wouldn't?"

"I know right."

"Wow, a guy whovian that I actually know and isn't a teacher. We should really start a club for whovians."

"Great idea! Maybe on Thursday's after school."

"Okay, we'll see." And I walk to the right and he walks to the left on the way to our group's table."

"Who was that?"

"New kid, Tom. A.k.a., my first guy best friend."

----Hi again.

Please tell me, dear reader, if things don't make sense, please. Thank you. I'm not really the "on topic" girl, like Elle.

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