Teenage Dirtbag

Ch. 16

After Marcel left I fixed the leaf pile I'd thrown us into, and when I finished you couldn't tell it had ever been disturbed. When I got inside my mother raved about what a good job we had done and how she was eternally grateful. "Calm down Mom, they were just leaves. Marcel did all the work anyways."

            "You hang on to that boy Scarlett," she said suddenly serious, "especially now."

            "Especially now," I asked, raising an eyebrow.

            "Well I don't know if you've noticed but since he's changed his appearance all eyes are on him. Don't you see the people looking at him in school? The girls have to notice him more now."

            I shrugged, "yeah I guess more people talk to him now. But they aren't really his friends. And those girls can go to hell."

            "I'll pretend I didn't hear that."

            "Sorry. Anyways, nothing's gonna happen with us, we're very happy."

            "Good," she said smiling slightly, "I was really worried after your Dad left, and after we moved here... Well I'm just glad you're happy now."

            "I am, Mom."

            Monday morning the hallways were buzzing about Halloween coming up over the weekend. Everyone whispering about what party they would be attending, who they would go with, what they would be wearing. Or wouldn't be wearing depending on how you looked at today's costumes.

            By Wednesday I was sure I was safe from any invitations to one of the many stupid parties going on over the weekend. Of course as soon as I met Marcel that morning he told me we'd been invited to some guy named Bobby's big scary bash. "Oh fun," I said sarcastically, "who's Bobby?"

            "He's in our Math class, and Gym. Do you not want to go," he asked as we walked to class.

            "I don't like most of these people while I'm here. And drunken idiots aren't really my cup of tea. Isn't there like, a haunted house we can go to? Or a movie marathon or something."

            "You're so anti-social," he said with a laugh.

            "I am not. I just don't want to hang out with all these chicks in their underwear. If I feel the need to walk around in my underwear I'll do it in the comfort of my own home with out the company of people I dislike."

            "So I'm invited?"

            "Shut up," I said trying to hide a smirk.

            "Alright so no to the party. There is a walk-through haunted forest thing about forty-five minutes from here."

            "Is it really scary," I asked as I took my seat in our first class.