The Eternal Triangle

Food Fight

"Complete Jerkwads'!" Kayla declared, pounding her fist against the theater chair. We were now in second period, and our theater teacher, Mr. Parsons, thought that we should go to the schools auditorium to check out the stage, back stage and other things.

We ended the tour in less then a few minutes so after, we sat down at the very top Kayla and I got our aggravating stories off our chests and dumped them on April and one another. Our seats looked down on the stage and all of the other students who joined this class to either actually learn drama or to make an easy A.

I was slouched down in my chair sulking and having my own internal argument about my beloved book and that horrible human being who stole it from me, while Kayla was grumbling about her d-bag run in, or for a more appropriate term, run into.

That - that - that complete imbecile! I'm so mad, I could just explode! Why the heck did I let go of the book? I could of kicked his sorry butt, but I didn't. Why?

Because he was charming, you were in school, you're a nice person?

I scoffed. Please subconscious that idiot was anything but charming.

Definitely not.

Jerkwad, imbecile, meany head, fudgsickle was more like it. I let my anger simmer some more till I couldn't take it anymore, and it boiled over.

"Ugh!" I exclaimed as I sat up. Both Kayla and April stopped what they were doing. "What's the matter with you?" April asked. I gave her a deadpan look.

"Oh," she said returning to filing her nails. "You're still mad about the book incident. Let it go, it's just a book. You can find a different one, there's hundreds more in the library."

I rolled my eyes and huffed. "I already did! That's why I'm upset, I 'let go' of my book. But I'm over it. . .  sort of. Now," I looked back down at the loitering teens with anger boiling in my honey brown eyes. Not because of any thing they did, but because of that boy.

"Now I want revenge."

"Ha," April barked a laugh, causing me to look back at her. "How are you gonna do that when you don't even know his name?"

"You forget that we are spys', my dear April," I booped her nose when I said her name. She slapped my hand away and scrunched up her face. "We can do almost anything." I looked from one blonde to the other. April's eyes had uncertainty glistening in their cerlin depths, while Kayla's emerald ones shimmered with mischief and disbelief.

"I don't know Jess. Doesn't it seem kinda stupid -" April started.

"The goody two-shoes finally wants to do something other than read, and you want to rob me of the rare sight? Not a chance," Kayla interjected. April stayed silent, gnawing on her evenly glossed bottom lip.

"Come on, April. Please?" Kayla asked sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.

"Please, April." She looked back to me. I made my eyes go wide in an attempt to make her give into our pleading. "For me?"

April looked at our puppy dog eyes for a few more seconds then heaved a deafeted sigh. "I'm so gonna regret this."

"Yay!" Kayla and I exclaimed and then crushed April in a group hug. "You have three sec -" she cut herself off when she saw my face splitting grin. She sighed and shimmied her arms out of our grip then pulled us back into a hug.

"You guys are so lucky that I love you."

Kayla and I shared a look.

"We know."