"I got into a fight at school when I was seven. Every other time I got into a fight, I would be sent back so when the family I was with didn't drop me like the others, I decided I would stop fighting."
"But didn't you miss me?" Alan says.
"Yeah, sure."
"Ouch," Gray says and I can see his grin in the mirror.
"What a good friend," Alan says sarcastically.
"I'm messing with you. Getting taken in by another family after being there with your friends for so long is a lot like moving to another state."
"Aww. Beth has a heart!" L.J says with an excited tone behind his voice.
We all talk a bit more about me and Alan and how much of a scary person I used to be.
"The Big Bad B. Still can't get over that name," Trever says with a chuckle.
"We were all six! I didn't make up these names!"
"Yeah, I did, her reaction at the time was priceless. She flipped a chair."
"Hah! I would pay money to see that." Mason says.
"Again. Six years old."
"So you call her many nicknames to her face?"
"No-"
"Yes!" I say which overlaps his 'no.'
"He used to taunt me all the time."
"What did he call you?"
"Buckwheat, Dork, Tiny, Chica, Kitten, Princess, Twinkle Toes, and so on."
"How did you remember all of those?"
"Because you would go out of your way to call me whatever new nickname you had come up with!"
"You had nicknames for me too."
"A. I called you A."
"Told you guys I wasn't the only one who went by A!" A says with a taunting voice as we pull into the parking lot.
We all park, taking only three parking spaces. I get off before Gray and take off my helmet, forgetting about my black eye and my back to Alan.
Gray taps his bike to get my attention and I look to him. He taps his eye and I realize what he means. I quickly move my hair to cover my eye. He nods his head when I finish covering it and I tie up the helmet with the gloves inside. I soon realize the ice in my back pocket is gone. Must have fallen out during the ride. Great.
We all walk in.
"So were you guys ever a thing?"
"Yep-"
"No," I say cutting him off.
"Stop doing that." He says elbowing me as we walk to a round booth.
I sit between Alan and the edge with Gray across from me.
"Why does everyone assume or want me to date, someone, I swear."
"Have you ever dated anyone?" L.J. says with a smirk.
"Not answering till you guys answer your yourselves."
"Yes." A says as he grabs a menu.
"Yep," Trever says with a chuckle.
"Yeah," Alan says.
"Of course," Gray says.
"Same here," Mason says raising an eyebrow at me.
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Behind The Hoodie
Teen Fiction"Just remember, if we get caught you're deaf and I don't speak English." "You're over thinking this, trust me. We won't get caught," he says with a smirk as he scans over my face, staring at my lips for a moment until stopping when his eyes meet min...
