“Get up you lazy ass. Man how do you get to stay home and sleep all day when the rest of us have to go to school and be bored out of our brains.”
Sitting straight up before I have chance to open my eyes I end up cracking my head against Charlie’s. Owww!! Shit that hurt.
"Ow, you bitch! You’ve got a hard heard.” The blond in front of me says as we both cradle our heads being the sooks we are.
“As if you can talk! Elgh dude all I seem to be doing today is waking up.” I say to her. My head still feels groggy from all the sleeping I’ve been doing amongst all the crying and self-pitying. Still clutching my head I shift on the couch to make room for my idiot best friend to sit down. Blinking my eyes I try and wake myself wiping my tear crusted eyes, today’s been crazy for me; I cry then fall asleep, get woken up cry and do it all again.
“Um not that I don’t want you here, but why are you here?” I ask. She rolls her eyes at me whilst tying her hair up in a messy bun atop her head.
“Dude being your best friend, your ‘bestie’, ‘bff’, ‘biffle’, can’t I come to just see you and be in your company?” She looks at me whilst talking with a straight face.
I give her my best ‘are you serious’ look.
She groans, “See this is what happens when you’re a no show at school; I end up having to sit with all the blonde bimbos and as a result am starting to talk like them. Can you believe they actually talk like that?”
Laughing I mentally picture it, Charlie with all her boyish swagger and mannerisms sitting amongst blonde Barbie’s groupies. She would have stuck out like an elephant amongst mice; a totally noticeable and absurd site. This makes me laugh even more cause elephants are supposedly afraid of mice and Charlie is usually too scared to get anywhere close to the blondies in case she catches their disease of bimbo. Lol maybe I should’ve gone to school today. As I sober up I catch my ‘bestie’s’ dead panned look.
“Oh come on it would have been hilarious; dude I would have paid money to see that.” I try to reason while she shoots an accusing look my way before directing her attention to the new figure emerging through the doorway. Scratch that, make that two new figures emerging through the door.
I redirect my gaze down towards the carpet beneath my bare feet; they look so small surrounded by the seeming endless aqua threads. Yes I know quite a bold colour especially against the dark timber floorboards.
"Sup dudettes,” I cringe just hearing that deep voice, yes I do admit I could listen to his voice all day and night long but it is the actual words that it forms that I can’t stand. And not to mention the actual person it belongs to. Seriously can’t I just have one day to myself without these idiots. To think I didn’t go to school cause I didn’t think I’d be able to handle them after what happened last night, FML.
"Argh come on man no one says that, you don’t refer to chicks like that.” Looking up I watch as the blonde, the taller of the two, tries to educate the not-so-intelligent brunette.
“Oh as if ‘chicks’ is any better, ‘dudettes’ on the other hand is way classier and the girls dig it.” Charlie smirks at me as the hot idiots bicker, like always. I watch in horror as she turns from the brunette winks at me and mouths the words ‘your perfect guy’. Yuck as if, nope Liam and I would not work.
"Dude which girls have you been speaking to, wait a second are these girls even real? Cause if not that’s awkward.” Mick raises his eyebrows at Liam. I have to admit they both are sweet on the eyes but their personalities are what let them down, well that’s what I think other girls think otherwise.
“Ok only the girls who matter dig it, but that’s the point isn’t it. Asha my main girl, back me up here, put this man whore in his place.” We all raise an eyebrow at this. Wow the player may just have some decency after all, but of course he has to drag me into this.
“Uh huh yup Liam whatever you say.” I say just to get him off my back, actually surprising myself when no witty or sarcastic remark comes out as well.
“Woah wait up, everyone history has been made today, Asha actually just agreed with me, like she wasn’t being mean to me or anything!” Charlie smirks at Liam’s gob smacked face while Mick looks at him like he’s a total idiot.
Rolling my eyes I get up and walk to the kitchen.
"So would anyone like to tell me why you guys felt the need to come terrorize me this afternoon?”
“Well you see I was sitting in my last class which was maths, and you all know how much I love maths,” we all smirk at this beyond sarcastic comment, Liam absolutely loathes maths, he doesn’t get numbers at all. Being in class with him is absolutely amusing, when he’s concentrating really hard he gets this cute look on his face where he scrunches his nose up, squints his eyes and pokes his tongue out slightly.
“Anyways I was sitting there pretending to be totally engrossed in what Mr. ‘Prick-inator’ while Amy was drooling over me.” He turns to Mick completely going off topic, probably forgetting what he was talking about to begin with. “Dude she is hot, like hot with a capital H but she’s a total bitch, again with a capital B. Anyways what was I saying? Oh yeah I was sitting there and then it hit me, why should I have to endure this horrible form of torture they call maths while Miss Asha here gets all the comforts of home.”
I grab out a can of soda out of the fridge needing a sugar hit to deal with this band of idiots. Closing the door I lean against it cracking open my can I give Liam a disbelieving look. Again FML!!!
