B. Loski's Point Of View
"How can you even eat that?" Naomi asked, looking down at my school lunch. I looked over to her, "I'm not going to eat it. Toss it, will ya'?" I asked, sliding it towards her.
Naomi furrowed her brows, "What're you gonna eat?" She asked. I grabbed half of her sandwich and took a bite out of it. "Thanks, babe." I spoke, laughing a little.
"Oh, any time!" Naomi playfully retorted. Naomi shook her head at me in a joking manner, "You're lucky I like you so much."
"Very lucky." I agreed with her, my face inching towards hers. Before I could kiss her, we were interrupted by a voice, one that I'd hope to never hear again. "Oh, Naomi, I see you've taken from my leftovers" Sarah spoke in a prissy tone, with her little clones standing behind her, but to my surprise, Taylor had been replaced by a girl with red hair. What happened to Taylor?
I angrily clenched my jaw, "You know, Sarah-" I began before Naomi stopped me. She placed her hand on my shoulder and shook her head. Naomi scoffed as she looked at Sarah, "Don't waste your breath on her Bryce." She spoke softly, but I knew her well enough to see that Sarah had angered her. Her jaw was clenched, just like mine. A small smirk plastered on her lips.
"What? Can't fight your own battles?" Sarah asked Naomi, making her juvenile friends giggle. I rolled my eyes at Sarah, so hard that they almost got stuck like that. Why did she have to be upset? I shouldn't have led her on, yes. But, I made it very clear that I didn't love her. I didn't really even like her in any way! How could I ever! Over Naomi? Never.
"Sarah, why do you have to pick on people who have done nothing to you? Does it make you feel like a bigger person? Cause if it does, that's just pathetic. In reality, you're just impertinent and selfish. Have you no respect for anyone else's feelings?" Naomi looked up at the girl, sighing a little, "It's absolutely bogus how you treat other people! If you didn't know, you aren't actually the center of the universe. And I don't give a shit what you have to say about me or about anyone for that matter, cause nobody asked for your extraneous opinion."
Holy fucking hell. Did she just say that? Did Naomi, the sweetest girl to ever walk this planet, just say that to Sarah? Am I dating her? Holy fuck, I didn't know it was possible to fall more in love with her. That-- that was-- how do I even explain that? I would've never expected her to say that. Damn, that was radical.
Sarah stared blankly down at Naomi, Sarah friends stared back at her, waiting for her to say something. But what could you say to that? Nothing. Whatever you say, you could not amount to that. It was basically over at this point. Jesus, Naomi! I love her! I am never letting her go. Ever. Ever. Ever.
"Are we done here?" Naomi innocently asked. Sarah looked over to her friends, "Whatever, let's go." She angrily hissed, walking away from us. Her friends quickly followed her, but their heads were down. Like they were embarrassed. What for? Cause their fearless leader wasn't so fearless after all.
I turned to Naomi, a huge smile on my face, "That was bitchin!" I enthusiastically exclaimed. I was so loud that a few people turned to look at us. Naomi laughed at me, "What are you talking about?" She chuckled, genuinely not knowing.
I shook my head at her, "You, Naomi Hanson, are a badass. I'm dating a badass. Radical!"
"I am not a badass." Naomi denied. She shrugged, "I just think it's fucked how she treats people. And, you aren't her leftovers. What the fuck does that even mean? Well, anyways, it just got old."
I quickly pressed a kiss to Naomi's cheek. Naomi smiled widely back at me. I chuckled a little. Naomi fucking Hanson. I'm dating Naomi fucking Hanson. How lucky am I? How stupid am I for waiting this long? Either way, I'm here now. And no way in hell am I going back. I didn't know that there were more reasons for me to love her. I already love her so much.
I love her more and more every day.
