Notice Me

1.3

I BIT OFF THE TOP of my ice-cream, loving the feel of my teeth sunk in the cold substance. It was a sunny day and ice cream seemed like the best alternative.

"So he started talking about how he's liked me since freshman year and he was scared to come to me, then I was feeling light headed and I kissed him. Dude, his lips are so fucking soft and I felt like I was on cloud nine!" Andrea said, forty words per second.

"Hmm Mm?" was all I said as I sunk my teeth into the glorious coldness of vanilla and strawberry.

"Leah? Your turn." I looked at her confusedly. I had nothing to gist her about because she was well aware as I am about my inexistent lovelife. "I mean, I know you'd rather rip your ears off than listen to the juicy deets of my latest sexual escapade. So tell me instead about what happened with Troy after I left with Jordan last night." she wiggled her brows as if there was anything to talk about. I didn't even remember talking to Troy last night.

"I talked to Troy? At the party? And I was drunk?" Drea nodded to all of my questions and I face palmed. What the fuck? Without being told, I know that alcohol and Leah don't mix well, but talking to Troy when inebriated? I couldn't even imagine the result.

"Oh my fucking God. Dude, how could you fucking do this to me. You let me talk to Troy when I was shit drunk! What if I'd fucking said the wrong thing?" I was absolutely seething now.

"Hey relax. It couldn't be that bad, and besides you were doing pretty good when I left you with him. Who knows, he might have fallen head over heels for you."

What? "What? Are you fucking mocking me now? Shit! I hope I didn't try anything foolish, I really hope I didn't try anything fucking foolish." whenever I got angry, my mouth's always as clean as a captain's. Hence, the cussing. But who fucking cares now? I might have ruined my chances of ever being Mrs Troy McCover! Ever!

"Wait, I'll just ask Jordan how Troy is doing" she pulled out her phone and started texting. In need of more sugar in me, I stood up and went to get another ice cream.

When I got back, Drea was already chewing her lips, her back was tense which was a fucking bad sign. I sat beside her on the bench and stared out at the park, from children playing and being too noisy, down to an old couple currently running around like fucking teenagers and forgetting that their hips might get dislocated anytime.

Sorry, but I was just pissed. And pissed me is always bitchy.

"Do you remember that time that your tooth was about to fall off and you couldn't wait to remove it because Kyle and I already had loose tooth, so you asked your dad to help you pull it out and even promised to be a good kid and not cry? Then you were so patient an-"

"Fuck Andrea. I swear if you try to change the topic and not tell me what the fuck Jeremy told you, I'm going to shove a rusty shovel so far up your ass you're going to taste how much of a goddamn shit you are!"

"His name's Jordan."

"I don't bloody care, Drea! Now spill!"I gave her the dirtiest glare I could muster and I saw her sweating in the armpit.

Gross.

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