WHY NOT FRIENDS

Chapter 9: Execrate for Girls

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Aiden's  POV

The bright rays of the sun knocked the glass windows of my room. It was a kind of alarm which was not irritating like the one in my phone.
My conscience reminded me that today I had to attend school. I wish I could skip school. Its really boring and I am the favourite target of all teachers.

I made my way to the dining area where my father was having breakfast and reading newspaper simultaneously. I bet he is reading the business section precisely, while my mom was seated beside him eating breakfast buy lost in some thoughts.

“Good morning mom , dad"
My sudden intervene caused my mom to break the chain of her thoughts.

“Oh! Good morning Aiden " ,My mom smiled greeting me warmly.

But my dad still engrossed in his reading. I took a seat opposite to mom and next to dad. Mom placed eggs and bacon on my plate and luscious orange juice in the glass.

My mom looked at me and understood what I wanted . I wanted dad to notice me but it did not happen.
She jerked dad......,“Did someone wished me good morning? ”, My dad's strong voice reverberated in my eardrums.

“Um yes sir,Aiden Winthrop , I think  .....son of Ethan Winthrop and Hannah Winthrop greeted you. ” , I said just to add more essence to our conversation.

“I think ?......... Aiden there's no doubt about you being my and my husband's son",my mom said stating the fact.

“Hannah ,what did you say just now?” , My dad asked my mom.

“What do you mean,Ethan?”,My mom  was surprised.

“What I mean is........ I don't have a son names Aiden Winthrop,..... I have a son named Cheeko Winthrop.”

My mom glared at my mom and even smiled slightly.

I knew my dad was just same as me no I am same as my dad,he too was using my way of fooling around.  He very well knows how to piss me off.
Just to clarify things , my parents only have one child and that's me or I don't have siblings.
Then who is this ‘Cheeko Winthrop ’.

Its me duh! Yeah my dad calls me Cheeko. He used to call me that when I was young. I told him many times not to call me that , it was fine with me when I was young but not now when I am  17. I hate that name it sounds like a dog's name. The least I can tolerate is when its just me and my mom around but my dad called me ‘Cheeko’ in front of my friends. They were literally laughing and my dad was having fun with them.

“Dad!!!!Ugh!!!”

“I am going to school , I am getting late.  ” , I left them  with irritation.

“Look what you did ,he did not even finish his glass of juice. ”, I could hear my mom say showing concern as I walk past them , complaining to my dad.

“Aiden ...”

“Yes dad” I turned as soon as possible to find what message dad wants to convey.

“I want to say .......”

“Yes dad I am waiting ”

“I just..... Good morning Cheeko and have fun” , my mom and dad bursted into laughter.

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I greeted Harry, my best friend since grade school.

“Wassup bro”

“I am fine ,what about you ”

“I am all fine ”

We were soon joined by our whole group. Its me,Harry, Robin, Dylan, Tan and together our group of five is known as ‘Hardy Boys’.

“Hey we heard about your breakup ”,Dylan exclaimed. I was avoiding this topic buy at last I gave up ignoring questions and elucidated about my breakup to them.

I narrated everything.

“Hmmm”, they exclaimed in unison.

“So that you and Rebecca are apart  , I have a chance with Rebecca right? ”, Robin said.
Hearing this everyone became quiet waiting for my
reaction .

“I don't care”, I exclaimed without showing any interest. This is mh first step of forgetting Rebecca .

‘Idc’ is the attitude I am putting on these days to move on.

Anyway Robin is the clown of our group. He won't do such a thing . He just joked to lighten my mood. After all we are true friends.

Soon the bell rang , we parted our way to our respective classrooms and for goodness sake Harry was with me in math lessons.
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It was lunch break but my mind was racing back to the math class incident. That girl is a total jerk. She has a lot of guts in her. She doesn't know who I am . she called me a lout.

I got to know she is new in the city and in school as well. Her name is Jasmine Rogers. She was the girl in the cafe who told Mr sweet words and comforted me but she has a facade. Girls are the same . My faith in girls is lost. Her true colours we're revealed and I an gonna prove this arrogant chick that I am not a lout and make her regret for what she told , the beautiful adjectives. Note the sarcasm.

I met mg friends near the locker and then headed to the cafeteria. We were joking around and having fun and I saw Rebecca sitting with her friends. The atmosphere in cafeteria was lively before I entered but everyone sensed the tension. The whole school was gossiping about our breakup ... There were girls who even approached me , flirting , trying to get a chance with me but I refused or escaped from them .  I wasn't rude to them , I politely excused myself

Its still the start of our last year of high school . Come on we have one damn year of high school, to enjoy but I don't know why did Rebecca broke up now. She is selfish. She could have talked to me and I am sure we would make long distance relationship work. But as my mom says whatever happens for something good though it hurts. I am accepting things and Hardy Boys are always there to give me company not just in high school but through  my whole life.  The lesson I learnt today was girls don't deserve love..

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