Business of Misery (Ace Merrill - Stand By Me - Eyeball Chambers)

Chapter Five (TheGoofyCat)

Business of Misery

Deena

5

I watched with narrow eyes as Eyeball leaned back in surprise when Faye forcefully threw herself at him. Her fingers grabbed his shirt, her mouth stuck on his. I could only sit and watch as Eyeball grabbed her sides when she shoved her tongue down his throat. My hands balled into fists, my nails dug into the skin of my palms, and I silently seethed. I had to restrain myself from bolting over there and yanking her off of him! After all, I had a reputation to protect.

After what seemed like an eternity Faye released her hold and quickly dashed across the diner, making a beeline for the ladies room.

Eyeball, the idiot that he was, stood at the door. With his eye twitching, he scratched the back of his head in confusion.

Ace Merrill strolled in not long after and pushed Eyeball out of his way. I suddenly remembered that this was all his fault; whatever he had done had stopped Milo Pressman from walking straight through the door! He gave Eyeball an order with the nudge of his elbow, and they casually walked over to the diner counter.

I turned my attention back to the girls. "What are you doing, Annie? Don't just sit there and gawk! Go get our newest member from whatever stall she has locked herself in," I growled, folding my arms. Ignoring the burning hatred that ignited through my body. "And get the waitress to bring me a coke."

"But...you mean she's still part of the gang?" Annie asked in amazement.

"A dare's a dare, right?" I shrugged, ushering her away with my hand. "Go!"

Annie didn't have to be asked again and she quickly fluttered through the diner.

"Order me some fries too," Bev called after her. "Hot damn!" she whistled turning back to me. "I wasn't expecting that!"

"Me neither," I said through gritted teeth. "This is all Merrill's fault! If it wasn't for him...my plan would have worked!"

"Maybe, it was for the best," Bev shrugged. "If she had kissed Milo Pressman, she would've needed a cootie shot!"

"Instead she shoved her tongue down my boyfriend's throat!"

Bev, who was always the voice of reason, remarked, "You had broken-up! It's not like she knew who he was! And Eyeball didn't exactly know what was going on!" Well, he didn't exactly push her away either! But - Bev was right - I couldn't hold it against Faye, no matter how much I wanted to.

I sunk back into my seat and looked over at Ace and Eyeball. They held a quick conversation, which involved Eyeball sniggering like a child. Ace soon got bored and left Eyeball to his thoughts - not that he had any! Eyeball soon began to fix his hair, combing the back, then sides, before starting on the front. I rolled my eyes; when it came to hair care he was just as bad as Annie.

I scanned the room for Ace and found him at the football team's table. He looked nothing but out of place; leather jackets were replaced with Letterman's. I doubted they'd take too kindly to a greaser joining them. But Ace wasn't there for the Letterman jacket, he was there for the blonde that sat next to a Cornerback. Ace sat next to her and he whispered into her ear something shocking - or as I suspected...a bunch of bull-crap - and she giggled, completely oblivious to the annoyed Jock sitting beside her. Not Merrill though, I was pretty sure he knew just how much of a nuisance he was being. Every giggle that escaped her lips angered the jock even more and I smirked, in about ten seconds he'd really teach Ace a lesson or two in diner etiquette; those football players had more brawn then brains!