Bubbles

Chapter 1: O. K.

This bitch is back with another story.
I know that I need to work on Home and The Club but idk I just have so many ideas in my head and I want to share them all with the world. Sorry if you have read either of those two stories and are waiting for more, you'll just have to wait. Sorry.
But now here you get a lovely story that came to me while spacing out during class.
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Everyone knows how the story goes, the popular football player ends up with the hot cheerleader, even though I don't play football I'm the king around here and I'm not interested in the whores that throw themselves at me, that includes the hot cheerleader. Who even wants someone who is willing to throw themselves at you for your popularity and your looks? I want to meet someone and get to know them and fall in love with them not just on their looks.

As for friends I have tons but my only true friends is Faith Grove. She's been by my side since birth, well since she was born, she is four months younger than me. Were in high school and everyone asks us why we're not together and it's because I see her as a sister and she sees me as a brother. It ain't that difficult to understand, but society thinks if a male and female are best friends then they should get together and it's wrong.

"Do you think people still, after all this time, think we're dating?, " Faith asked as we swung on the swings. This is stupid question even for Faith, she doesn't ask about this unless it's bothering her. "Some girls pushed me into a classroom and started asking questions about if we were dating. After I answered their questions, they thought I was lying because I said we weren't dating," she said answering the question of why she asked such a ridiculous question. "I don't know it just really bothers me that they don't get that I don't hangout with you because of who you appear to be but because of who you a-, " she stopped followed by a thud next to me. I looked over and saw her sitting up on the ground rubbing her arm.

"You do always have a way to ruin the moment, " I chuckled at her clumsiness, she's getting way too old to be falling off a swing. "But congratulations you almost made through the whole thing, you only needed one word, " I chuckled offering my hand to help her up. Instead of grabbing it like the very 'sane' person she is, she swatted my hand and stood up by herself mumbling something about me being a jerk.

"You should just go on a date with someone for once so they won't bother us about this, " she said sitting back onto the swing. "Plus... "

"Plus what? " I asked.

"I already like someone, " she mumbled blushing. So, dear Faith is in love.

"This boy better be someone that will treat you right, " I said in a dad like kinda way. She deserves the best and only the best.

She looked at me and then looked down at the floor, her face Turing even redder. "Its not a boy, " she whispered loud enough for to barely hear what she said. "I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. "

"Don't worry about not telling me sooner. Its your choice if you want to yell me or not, " I said feeling relieved that she finally told me. I've know this for sometime but didn't want to seem rude by asking her. I'm glad that she told me, it means she trust me. "So, is she someone worthy of you? " I asked her.

"Its more if I'm worthy of her, " she sighed deeply. With that we spent the rest of the day there talking about Faith's 'lady friend'.

Faith only told me her name and how much she likes her, that's about it. But hearing her rant about how much she like her got me thinking about my love life, but its like unicorns, nonexistent. Sure I've had crushes but those come and go like the seasons. But to be completely honest I don't need a 'queen' as the kids at school say. I'm fine with Faith and now she likes someone so well have another joining the group. Well, more like I'm going to be the third wheel on their dates.

Couldn't ask for more.

---time skip to the next day at school---

At school Faith and I are part of two completely different worlds.

Faith she's more towards the bottom and I'm at the top of what we call the social pyramid. I'm the 'king' of the school, at least that's what everyone has called me and Faith is a no one and these idiots follow this social pyramid.

Faith has been my best friend since she was born and I wanted to keep that a secret from every asshole in this hell hole. Not because I'm worried about me losing my 'followers ' but because I don't want them hurting Faith. Then again I am an idiot for not telling people we are best friends since the beginning, but I didn't. Word started going around that we were spotted together at The Colorful Sky. Once everyone heard about that people started bothering Faith, asking her if we were on a date, if we were dating, and she had to do what she hated most in the world to help this situation fade away, speak in front of people she's not comfortable with. This happened during lunch, after her speech she walked out and left school. She came back the next day but it only got worse for her. Hopefully these asswholes stop.

"Kimly! Are you really banging that nerdy slut?" one the many people that follow me everywhere and thinks we are friends asked, more like yelled.

"No, " I said holding back the urge to hit his face.

"Dude, " he patted my back. "Everyone knows that you're sleeping with that slut. I'm impressed, that little whore got you and no has been able to do that. "

I looked at him unimpressed with what he said. I don't like it when people call my friend and slut or a whore. "You shouldn't be talking about someone like that without them knowing, but then again people do that to you so, " I muttered the last part. I know he heard me say that, and he still has his damn greasy hand on me.

I looked at him to see if he actually did hear me. "Wait people talk behind my back?! " he asked so loudly I think he woke up the kids sleeping in the library, which is on the other side of the school.

I just nodded and he sprinted away from me. Good thing he believed it, not saying that it's a lie. Now I have to was this shirt twice to get the mark of his greasy hand off.

I'll probably ask Faith to do it. Since I can't do my damn laundry!

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