Death of the Perfect Girl

27- The Enemies

      The group met up with Liam at the bowling alley. He had gotten them a seating area and sat eating fries.

"Liam," Poppy cheered and skipped over to him, sitting beside him. She hugged him.

Liam furrowed his brows. "Did you guys give her something on the way here?"

Charlotte giggled sitting on his other side. "Nothing. We obey instructions. Never feed the beast."

Poppy glared at her then she took one of Liam's fries.

Sadie and Mason sat across from them but Fisher stood.

"What's up, Fish?" Sadie looked up at him. "Why aren't you sitting?"

"Uhm," he scratched his head. "Our teams require three on each side, no?"

"Sit beside me then," Sadie tapped the seat next to her.

Fisher stood hesitant. He didn't want Poppy seeing him around Sadie. If things blew over, he at least wanted her to not hate him too much.

Liam sighed and stood. "I'll join your team. He obviously wants to be with Poppy."

"Then I'll go," Charlotte stood with him. "You want to hang out with Poppy too." She walked over to Sadie and sat beside her.

Fisher sat beside Poppy.

"What are you doing?" Sadie whispered to Charlotte. "You're supposed to be with Liam on his team."

"Guess I'm not," Charlotte shrugged.

Liam stood and punched in his name on the monitor for team one. "Poppy? Do you want me to put your name or another?"

"My name's fine," she nodded.

"How about you, Fisher?"

Fisher sat up straight but before he could say a word...

"Creep," Mason raised a brow at him. "You can call him Creep."

Fisher glared at him.

"Mason," Sadie pushed him trying not to laugh. "That's not nice."

"Exactly," Poppy gave him a cold stare.

"What?" Mason chuckled. "I was joking. Besides, that was the name you gave him. Not me."

Sadie looked at Fisher.

He turned away, with a frown on his face. He was already beginning to regret the night. Sadie, on the other hand, was beginning to enjoy it.

"I'll put Fish instead, okay Fisher?" Liam looked back at him, feeling a little sorry for him.

Fisher nodded.

Poppy looked at Mason then she looked at Fisher. "Do you wanna get fries with me? Something to eat?"

"Okay," he flashed a weak smile at her.

They both stood up, Poppy holding Fisher's hand.

"Where are you guys going?" Sadie turned to them.

"Restroom," Poppy lied hoping they wouldn't follow.

"Both of you?" Mason raised his brows.

Poppy shrugged at him with a smirk then she pulled Fisher along.

They walked a little distance away from the group then Poppy looked at Fisher.

"Hey," she squeezed his hand," Mason's just jealous, okay? He's stupid. You don't have to bother with him."

"I know... Why are we here, Poppy?"

She stared at him.

"You don't like Sadie or Mason...or Charlotte. So, why are we with them?"