Wonders of Being Me (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter Five: High School Party Games

"That was ridiculous." Taylor says after a bit of silence on the way home.

I could only nod but she wasn't going to take that for any type of answer.

"Hazel, I know you. What the fuck was that?" She says while looking over to me momentarily before looking back to the road.

"I don't know. He's just an ass." I say and she scoffs.

"Just an ass? No Hazel, what the hell? What happened?"

I laugh a bit before shaking my head. "I don't know Taylor, he just started picking on me."

She laughed a bit too, realizing that I wasn't taking this seriously.

"Well, maybe he likes you." She says as we pull up to our current home.

I roll my eyes and got out of the car. I find my keys at the bottom of my bag and unlock the house.

"Hazel, I think someone is crushing on you." She says while standing behind me.

"God, I fucking hope not."

She laughs and we both walk into the house. I put the keys in a bowl that's right next to the door.

I lay my bag by the bottom of the stairs before making my way into the kitchen for an after school snack.

"You know how guys are. When they like you, they pick on you." She states.

I choose to ignore her while looking for the peanut butter in the partly empty cupboards. We moved in over three months ago but we still barely unpacked. Probably knowing that we would just end up moving eventually.

"Hazel?"

I sigh and turn around to look at her, knowing she wasn't going to give this up until I answer any and all of her questions.

"Yes?" I say and cross my arms over my chest while leaning up against the counter.

"I mean it, he probably likes you." She says, all seriousness is back in her voice. I can't believe she would even think that.

"Obviously not Taylor. What kind of asshole picks on a girl he likes? What kind of stupid shit is that?" I say and uncross my arms, continuing my search for the peanut butter.

"When they like you, they pick on you." She repeats her same statement as earlier.

"That's bullshit." I say loudly.

She sighs and doesn't push me any further.

"That's some elementary bullshit. I would sure fucking hope that a high schooler would know how to cope with his damn feelings and own up if he liked someone. If he did like me, he's out of his fucking mind." I say and laugh to myself.

"Why am I even arguing with you about this?" I stop my search and turn around to face her.

"It's obvious that he doesn't like me so no need to fret. I can handle myself, he won't get away with picking on me." I say and she laughs before walking right up to the cupboard farthest from me and pulls out the peanut butter.

She hands it to me and walks into the living room. I laugh to myself, sometimes I wonder why we get along so well.

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I decided not to change my clothes for Ashton's little get-together. I wasn't necessarily trying to impress anyone so I wasn't going to act like I wanted all this attention when honestly, I don't. All I wanted was a new friend or possible boyfriend at this school but I guess that may be a little hard to achieve here, figuring that I was already being picked on by a really cute guy.