Underneath The Skirts

#13

CASSANDRA
Michael had still not struck as an area of concentration until last night when we were out for a drink, I needed a break from mom and her tantrums and I was surprised at how fast he could save the day, he didn't talk much about Casmy he wasn't the "dearest brother "type

He was becoming a step since Allen, walking down these halls and watch the same people look at you With interest wanting to say more than "hi" and "hey" but your reputation precedes you

Nobody forgot the tantrum my mom threw when the window of my car got smashed, she threatened to close down the school, well everyone was warned off limits, near my property and myself

I slumped down on my desk waiting for the class to fill in and get the lessons started
Skylar walks in... This time alone, without her best friend, which makes men wonder if probably Terry found out about what's going on between her boyfriend and best friend

Skylar looks at me with knowing eyes like that night when Desiree had died
The eyes that speak of common knowledge
She doesn't say a word, she doesn't need to
Our minds subconsciously speak

I straighten up and fetch my pen in my bag... I feel a small tap on my shoulder, I don't fully turn, I push my hair behind my ear and turn to a 45° angle to show that am listening ,I knew it was Skylar sitting behind me anyway and breathing on my neck

"hey... Tomorrow's Brad's Birthday... If you'd like to come" she said flatly and produced a card
It had an address, a phone number, the venue and the words "Brad's Birthday party" on top in large bold italics

I didn't say anything. There was nothing to say which I know earned me a scowl from Skylar at the back of my head that I probably didn't see

Why did she even bother inviting me?? Is she trying to cover up the fact that I saw her smooching her best friend's boyfriend's face off, or she's simply forced to be nice to me so I won't follow Terry and spill everything

But I am not like that... Though it would be fun to see what would happen....oh it would be

*****

CASMY
MICHAEL, yesterday, tomorrow and today will always be about Michael, he's the first guy I've clung on to,i don't get why, usually I don't stay for long, I mean I get what I want when I want, and when the magic wears off... Poof! Am gone but actually... Michael played my cards, the magic probably wore off and he's the one who's ditched me....its not like we were a thing more like bed partners, we've slept together probably twice or thrice or more times but still.... He wasn't supposed to be treating me like a sister NOW!!

Things he should have done ages ago before he dived between my legs, which honestly I gave him an invitation, his new obsession is Cassandra Alvarez, I wonder what SHE had given him that I HADN'T

but from the looks of it they haven't done the deed yet, Cassie maybe won't let it happen, I've got to give her credits for growing cobwebs in her vagina
But Michael is all over Cassie's IG profile, any social net where he can see her everyday

His nose is a second away from her page... What about me... I'm here... Oh.. Hey am the sister... Tomorrow I am going to ask him to come with me to the party, he likes parties, he will come, he won't have a choice but to come with me.... He won't have a choice right???

******

SKYLAR
I locked eyes with her, her eyes have always been void of emotion, even if she said the word "bitch" with her eyes I would have not read it, we both knew something that made us stare at each other knowingly,

She turned away deciding that whatever she was telling me telepathically didn't get through, I sat behind her.... Why?? I don't know... I looked at the back of her head, her shiny darker brown straight hair falling down her shoulders and back, skinny and radiant, her pale skin so soft and free of acne ,it resembled a baby's, her earrings dangling on her long beautiful neck, this girl was beautiful, Cassandra Alvarez was beautiful which was what made me tap her on her shoulder

Not sure exactly what I was going to tell her, when she half turned and pushed her hair behind her ear, that said she was listening, I decided it was useless not to say what I wanted to say

I gave her the card anyway "hey... Tomorrow's Brad's birthday... If you'd like to come" I said flatly

She didn't make an attempt to say a word but she took the card... Rude bitch... But Still... Beautiful rude bitch...

She must be weighing it if she should probably show up and what exactly would she do, stand at the bar and talk to glasses full of booze, she won't be talking to anyone really
Me giving her the invitation card might just be a Polite way of telling her to stop living a lonely life and get friends for a change
But maybe she never needed them, she doesn't appreciate being crowded... I find my self appreciating that

*****

TERRY
my head had been burning about what to do for Brad, things you can do for love, it's his first birthday since we got together, and I want it to be perfect, all his friends and clique are invited, even the ones I don't like, I guess we'll just have to get a long for the day, after all... We are all there for Brad, as soon as it hits 12:00 midnight end of birthday, we are back to hating each other, especially that dreadful dramatic wench,Casmy... she would take that as a DUO and come all caked up like a skunk in pink and blue stripes, she is just lucky her ex is best friends with Brad's friend so she got to know brad
I would have cut the line from her ex

Skylar has been a lot of help, things a bff can do, but she's been out lately, as if something's going on in her life that I don't know about, I promise after this birthday I would ask her about it

I've been dodging Brad, and it takes up a lot of me to even miss his call purposely as well as texts or direct his calls to voicemail, I want him to think something's wrong, I don't want him to have any slightest clue about tomorrow.... Oh dear