Chapter 3
Bridgett POV
By lunch time, i'm a mess. I head over to my best friend Mindy's classroom as i wait for her teacher to let her out of class. People erupted from the small room and I was almost trampled when i felt someone grab my arm and pull me to their chest. I look up at my savior and see Mindy.
"Thanks Min!" I hugged her.
"You really need to stop hanging around the door. Every Time i'm headed out of class I already know I have to look for your short figure and save you before you have the chance to get your butt bruised!" She rolled her eyes, a small smile playing at her lips. I chuckled myself, knowing it was true. I was always dumb enough to wait right in front of the door while waiting for Mindy. It was just a weird habit i had developed over time. And it didn't really help my case that I was a senior standing at a 5 feet 1-2 inches. Curse my short inheritance.
Suddenly, i felt a finger poke in between my eyebrows and my eyes shot to Mindy in annoyance. "Ummm...what are you doing?"
"Beats me, why are you scowling?" She shot back, smirking as she knew exactly what my response was going to be. You see, we had this conversation almost every day, yet we never got bored of it.
"Shut up."
"Awwww, is little Bridge mad about being shorter than the average people?" she cooed.
"Smart ass. Don't make fun of me because your like...6 inches taller than me. it's not fair," I pouted. She simply laughed and linked her arm around mine, then we proceeded to our usual hang out.
As i sat myself onto the grass, Mindy took her time and laying out a notebook so she wouldn't 'dirty her butt on the disgusting dirt.' Please.
"Mindy?" i asked her.
"Yeah??"
"Would you care to explain why you have.....that in your hair?" I pointed to a wad of gum that was stuck in her hair. She took one look at it and freaked. Well, it was sort of expected.
"Relax Min. Come on, we're going to have to cute that out," i grinned evily at her, knowin what her next reaction would be.
She screamed. Loud. Catching the attention of the few people who hung out here in th field. What I didnt expect though, was the slap. She didn't slap me, but she sure slapped a bystander though. The poor guy was taken completely off gaurd, he even waddled a bit after runnin away from Mindy.
She stood there, surprised by her actions. Then, as if on cue, me and her burst into laughter.
"Ok! I have no idea why you just did that, but that was just hilarious!" I complemented her, finally catching some air.
She blushed pink, "I'm sorry! I was just angry that my hair was going to have to be cut off! I mean, it's taken forever to have my hair grow this long!" she complained. but the thing was, her hair wasn't even so long. Sure, it was a little past her shoulders, but to her, that was a big thing. Her hair has always been cut into a pixie look. Her strikingly black hair was always reaching her jaw, up until last year when she threw a hissy fit to her parents, complaining about her hairs length. She hasn't cut her hair since, resulting in her 'long' hair.
"I know, I know, but I was just kidding. Here, turn around," I instructed. She fixed her position on her notebook, so that the gum that was stuck in her hair was in a clearer view for me. I carefully threaded my fingers in her hair, trying to push the thought that I was touching chewed gum at the back of my mind. I was able to get the gum out of her hair, only needing to pull very few strands of her out. "There, all done Mindy," i assured her.
Her shoulders sagged slightly as I heard a content sigh escape her mouth.
"Thank goodness, your amazing Bridge," she turned around once again, embracing me in a hug.
"Ha! Don't I know it! Just kidding, now let go of me because i seriously need to run to the bathroom. I just finished playing around with used gum," i was repulsed as I realized this. She quickly backed off, allowing me to get up from the grass and run to the bathroom.
Once finished with scrubbing my hands furiously for a few minutes, I turned the sink off and headed out back to Mindy. I didnt even bother to dry my hands, I simply waved them in the air in attempt to dry them, and wiped them on my tights in hopes off getting a better result.
