amour plastique

03

"So how was your first classes boo?" Dylan asked me while we were in Trig.

"Shh. Dylan can you shut up?" Bailey said from behind me.

"How about you start talking, you baboon." Dylan snapped back.

"How about the both of you shut up?" Andrea chuckled from next to me.

"I'm waiting for Brynn to answer me, hoe." Dylan responded with sass.

"Well, it was good, but this one guy wouldn't stop staring at me." I laid back in my seat.

"Ooo, who?" Bailey got interested in the conversation.

"OH, now you want to know?" Dylan snapped his fingers.

"Shut up, ugly." Bailey snapped back with sass, just how Dylan previously did.

"Anyways, it was some guy with ripped jeans and-" I was cut off by the gasp of all three of them.

"Nice hair and dreamy eyes?" Dylan asked.

"I guess so-"

"Sounds like Hudson Daniels." Bailey folded her arms and laid back.

"Who's that?" I asked, confused.

"Joshua's friend. But unlike Josh, Hudson is a rich, stubborn, jackass." Andrea rolled her eyes.

"Don't forget hot." Dylan smirked.

"Hudson is an asshole. He only acts like that because he's rich and thinks he's better than everyone else." Bailey said with attitude, as if she hated him.

"When I go to Josh's house sometimes, Hudson is always there either playing video games or playing basketball in the backyard." Andrea responded.

"Andrea living her best life." Dylan laughed lowly.

"If I didn't have this much stress over school, then maybe." She chuckled.

"But why was he looking at me?" I thought outloud.

"Honey, he probably thinks your hot, cause look at you, you are. Or he either just wants to fuck. Either way, I would be down." Dylan said and my jaw dropped. He's so open about anything, and I like that about him. He had a lot of confidence, and didn't really care what people thought of him.

"Dylan, can you just shut up for once?" Bailey rolled her eyes, sarcasm dripping out with her words.

"I'm sorry, am I hurting you?" Dylan put his hand on his heart.

"This is about Brynn, not you two. Now, Brynn, don't get too close to this guy. He really is bad news." Andrea warned me and put her hand on mine.

"But don't you hang out with him since he's Josh's friend?" I asked.

"Yea, but it's not like we're best friends. We talk here and there, but never a full on conversation."

"What makes him bad? His richness?" I asked.

"He is rich yes, but he's disrespectful and just an asshole. Brynn, trust me please?" Andrea sighed, leaning forward.

"Excuse me, but are you four having a good conversation?" The teacher interrupted us.

"It's better than talking about trig." Dylan scoffed.

The teacher rolled her eyes than continued her lesson.

-

It was finally lunch, and I was starving. I had the same lunch period as Andrea and her friends, but I wondered where we would sit. The little group wasn't back from their lockers yet, so I stood on the lunch line. I felt weird, and my anxiety was through the roof right now.