TGF - 3

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When we got to school Devonne and I went our separate ways secretly hoping to bump into Alex along the corridors.

Like always.

A voice added slyly in my head and suddenly something clicked, I realised I almost always bump into Alex on my way to my locker almost every time, subconsciously I shook my head unbelieving of my train of thoughts and made a quick stop at my locker before heading to class and sending a prayer to God to keep Alex out of reach of that psychotic wacko.

Everything about my day was going great until I bumped into Hannah in the girls’ restroom.

Acting as coolly as I could I ignored her, in fact I acted like I was the only one in the bathroom but I couldn't shake her eyes from boring holes into me. She was so good at it I honestly thought she should be considered as a contractor to help build boreholes in Africa.

"I know what you're up to “she spoke so silently I could have sworn I imagined it but instead I whirled around to face her dead on.

"I know the game you're playing at and you won't win."

"Game? Please explain because all you've said so far is as confusing as a crazy persons rambling" and I would know -cough Ryan cough.

Maybe I shouldn't have said crazy because she stepped dangerously and intimidatingly (?) close, four years ago I’d have shrunk back but i grew a backbone in those years.

"The whole damsel in distress thing, like yesterday during lunch a little bit cliché if you ask me" stepping around me like a hunter circling its prey.

Well you weren't asked. Duh.

"You know what I find funny? The fact that you think Alex is yours, the fact that you think I'm putting up an act to get him to like me and calling me cliché."

"I do not find it funny. At all and yes you're cliché I mean girl moves, changes school falls for the bad boy yada yada yada. Walking cliché if you asked me"

Well bimbo no one asked you. Again. Duh

I snickered at my thought, if only she could read minds my head would probably be stuck in the toilet.

"The only cliché around here is you. I mean come on! Cheerleader dates bad boy, he dumps her she doesn't want to move on starts biting off the heads of any girl who so much as to blink at him. If you keep going on like this I might be tempted to right your biography"

"Want to know what I find funny? The fact that you're in denial, you can't even admit that you're attracted to him much less like him or the fact that you both made out yesterday and that he gave you a hickey"

How? Devonne.

My facial expression must've betrayed me as she smirked slowly at my loss state.

"Cat got your tongue? It's Okay I mean I would be attracted to him if I was in your shoes too. But just so you know you're just a side attraction. His interest in you will soon wane and he'll come running back to me like he always does." Satisfied she tweaked my shoulder as if to dust mints off them before giving me a sad smile and started walking out.

Then she stopped halfway out and glanced back at me thoughtfully

"Oh and if you can't control yourself around him I guess you could consider yourself a sidebitch. If it makes you feel better"

That said she walked out with a victorious grin on her face.

It's a draw now.

1 - 1.

Best three out of five. Maybe?

Staring at my reflection in the mirror I asked myself the questions I've been putting off since yesterday after the whole kiss shit went down and to be honest I haven't really thought about it since then. Telepathically communicating with my reflection I asked

Do I like Alex?

If no then why have I always kissed him back every time he kissed me?

Am I attracted to Alex?

Um duh? Which hormonal teenager wouldn't be he's like the devil luring you to hell just so you can become trapped there after eating the food from hell? Especially with his smile.

Hannah was right. I am in denial but I'm not willing to concede to the snotty faced barbie who thinks she knows it all neither am I ready to concede that I might like Alex. Even the thought of actually liking him made me queasy inside.

Splashing my now pale face I couldn't help but think Hannah came prepared for this showdown so to speak probably because she knows she can't win in a fight against me and her winning verbally was a fifty percent chance.

To that I gave her kudos maybe she isn't a bimbo after all or a dumb blonde either.

She really came prepared didn't she?

I thought as replaying what had happened as I walked out myself.

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Alex hasn't been home for two days straight, so much for babysitting now that I think of it Devonne didn't come home last night. At first I thought probably they were hooking up or something but the thought made me want to punch a hole right through the statue of liberty.

Then I realised I was being mental because she could be at Hannah's having a sleepover revealing all my deepest darkest made up secrets not that she had much to go on with. 

Walking downstairs in the middle of the night after waking up thirsty I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched in the brightly lit kitchen as I filled a glass cup with water.

Looking straight into the living room my eyes fell upon another pair of eyes I couldn't make out their colour but I could feel Goosebumps emerging on my skin and the glass paused halfway to my mouth.

I really shouldn't have read that horror story before sleeping. Especially one about devil and demons!

The eyes seemed to be watching my every move and to my horror the eyes were fucking moving towards me.

Panicking my eyes travelled round the kitchen looking for something to protect myself with and settled on a chopping board.

If I wacked it really hard on the head maybe it'll pass out?

But the eyes were too fast before I could get my petrified limbs to move the eyes ducked into the kitchen and I was ready to scream bloody Mary but was faced with a sombre Looking Alex.

"Oh my fucking cheesecake! You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry" he said half grinning.

"Where the fuck have you been? I tried contacting you but I don't have your number then I tried looking for Justin and Sean but they seemed to disappear along with you."

"We've been looking for Ryan's possible hideout" Well that explains the missing threesome.

"Okay, I hope you guys were careful though you know he's unstable"

"Yeah sure, we're all In one piece" he said looking directly into my eyes as if he was trying to communicate through them and I could sense that there was something he isn't telling me so I decided to prod.

"What aren't you telling me?"

"It's bad Denise" with this my hackles rose.

"It's always bad when it's come to Ryan"

"It's worse this time. I'm sorry"

"Sorry for?"

"He's got your cousin, Denise. Ryan has Devonne"

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