I woke up the next morning to the smell of smoke. I opened my eyes reluctantly and saw Blair sitting on the floor, cross legged, doing her nails and smoking a green cigarette.
"What the hell is that.?" I asked groggily. She jumped and smudged her sparkly black nail polish.
"Fuck.! Now look at my nails. There all smudged.! And by the way it's marajuana." She said, not even turning to face me as she wiped at her big toe with a baby wipe. I giggled and threw a pillow at her.
"Oi.!" She squealed. She dropped the cigarette on the floor and the carpet immediately caught on fire.
"Oh shit.!" I yelled and jumped up. Her eyes widened and she bolted out of the way. I stomped out the fire and sighed. I looked at Blair and hoped she wouldn't be mad. She smiled then grinned and let out a loud laugh. I laughed with her and soon enough we were rolling around on the floor in hysterics. After about five minutes of laughing, tears were streaming down my face and I couldn't breath. I stopped laughing and got a drink of water. Blair got up and grabbed a box of nail polish and designing tools.
"Sit." She demanded and grabbed my hand. She took out a black nail polish, white nail polish and a nail design pencil. After about half an hour my nails were skilfully done. She had painted them blue with black skulls with one finger on each hand pink instead of blue and they looked amazing.!
"Thanks.!" I squealed and hugged her. I couldn't get over how awesome they looked. She laughed and hugged me back.
"I better get home. It's already twelve." I said packing up my stuff.
"Okay. See ya on Monday.?" She asked.
"Of course. Bye.! I yelled, blowing a kiss and dashing out the door. I walked along the street, lighting a cigarette and sighing. I looked at my nails again. Blairs the best.! When I got home I grabbed some orange juice out of the fridge and poured myself a glass. I felt something vibrate in my pocket and realise it was my phone. I looked at the screen. A message from in unknown number popped up. I unlocked it and read the message.
' Hey Clair. It's James. I wanted to meet up. Coco's Coffee in 10.? '
My heart did a somersault. I can't believe it. James wanted to go out. With me. Me.! I squealed and contemplated over what to send back. Oh gosh. I can't.! Blair would chop my head off, stick it on a stake and burn my body.!
'What about Blair.?' I sent back. He's a fast typer.
'It's just coffee. We're not hooking up. :)' He sent back. I laughed.
'Lol. Okay. See you in 10.' I didn't wait to see the reply. I ran up the stairs, two at a time and into my room. I had to find something to wear. I picked a pair of faded, ripped black skinny jeans, a white top with a black skull on it and black converse to wear. Now for some accessories. It was only going for coffee but I felt the need to look good. I grabbed a heap of bracelets from my dresser and put them on my arms, trying to even out the number. I put on thick eyeliner, red lipstick and some foundation and mascara. I threw on my leather jacket and ran out the door, grabbing my phone and purse. I didn't have my license so I decided to walk. I was at Cocos in record time. I scanned the car park for James and saw him inside. My heart flipped and I walked slowly towards the cafe. I thought about turning around and getting back in the car but as I was about to do so James saw me and waved goofily. I sucked in air and held my breath. When I opened the door the smell of coffee and the sound of laughing hit me.
"Hey." He said casually, walking up to me and giving me a small hug.
"Uh hi." I said nervously and he chuckled. He led me to a small table, tucked away at the back of the cafe and sat down. I say opposite him and busied myself with looking at the menu.
"So how have you been.?" He asked. And me being my stupid self replied with this.
"Won't Blair kill you. Me. Us.!"
"Chill Clair. It's only coffee. We're not hooking up." He said with a slight smile on his lips. I giggled.
"Sorry. Your right. Anyway. I have been great. What about you.?"
"I'm alright." He replied just as a waitress came over to take our orders.
" A soy latte please. An a small slice of chocolate mud cake thanks." I said, smiling sweetly.
"And I'll have a cuppachino and a slice of lemon cheesecake please." James replied and handed her thirty dollars.
"I can pay for my own." I said, reaching for my purse.
"No no. I'll pay." He said and smiled at me. I smiled back. After a while we got talking and soon we were having conversations like we had known each other our whole lives.
"Last night I had the weirdest dream. I was at a Green Day concert and it was all fine and then I realised that the drummer was a T-Rex.! And then he stopped drumming because his arms were to short to reach the drums and it was hilarious.!" He cracked up laughing and I joined in. We were laughing so much that tears were rolling down my face. And suddenly I felt a burning sensation on my chest. I stopped laughing and looked down. My coffee had spilt all over my shirt and it was boiling hot.
"Ouch.! Oh my gosh.!" I gasped.
"Oh my god.! I'm so sorry.! That was my fault. Here let me." James grabbed a handful if napkins and wiped at my shirt. I laughed at his worried face and he slowly joined me.
"I'll buy you a new shirt. Oh and I can see your bra." He laughed and handed me his jacket to cover my coffee stain up. I looked down at my chest and sure enough I could see my black lacy bra. I grabbed his jacket and wrapped it around me. He grabbed two containers from the waitress to put our cakes in and we left to go to the mall. We looked in all the hop windows until we saw a shop that looked okay. We looked around the shop until a girl working there came up to us.She was wearing the tightest pants I had ever seen and the shortest top ever made. Her high heels clicked when she walked and I was surprised she could even move because of the amount I jewellery and makeup she had on.
"Hi. Can I help you with anything.?" She asked, obviously flirting and batting her fake, purple glittery eyelashes. She was clearly supposed to be asking me but was looking straight at James and twirling a lock of wavy, golden hair around her soft finger with a perfect manicured nail. I tapped my foot impatiently while she led James over to a rack of overly priced, not very attractive tops. I followed and kind of just hung around.
"Thanks for helping but we would like to look at another store." James said and I following him out. She looked shocked. She probably had never been rejected before. Well there is a first for everything.
"Sorry. Anything to get away from her." He smiled and led me into another store that looked more my style. He picked me out a black,ripped shirt with 'GreenDay' printed on the front in red. He paid and I changed into it and put the other top in the bin. In the car we were silent apart from the music blaring from the radio. It wasn't awkward but comfortable. He drove me back to my place and stopped outside.
"Thank you for today. I really enjoyed it." I said and James smiled.
"Me too." He said and leaned over. Before I knew it we were kissing. Not making out but sweetly kissing. He pulled away and smiled for the billionth time today. I smiled back and stepped out of the car. I wove to him and waited till he was out of side before I did a happy dance and squealed like a 5 year old. I ran inside and flopped on my bed. I sighed happily. My phone vibrated. I looked at the screen and read the message.
'"Hey Clair. I heard you and James went for a date. Don't worry. I met a guy yesterday. His name is Max and I really like him. You and James are really cute!! :) Love you!!"
"That's great! I hope he treats you well. If he doesn't ill rip his head off :). Thanks. Love you too! :)"
I sent the message and locked my phone. I couldn't believe it. Me and James might be a thing! I couldn't wait to see him again!!
