Lie to Me: A Mermaid Tail

Chapter 18- Fudgebag

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A month has passed since the boys came into my life. Everything is no longer simple. 

A month has passed since the boys came into my life. I still haven't chosen which one.

I have no leads on Aidan and his job. You know, the job he quit. It seems to have calmed down a little, whatever he was up to. Nate and I are still stuck in that awkward friend-zone, both to awkward to admit that we maybe sort of like each other. 

So, naturally, life kinda sucks.

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"Hey," Nate said, stuffing his hands in his pockets. 

"Hey," I said, blushing. I could feel my cheeks burning. The rush to get out of the school was a mob, and since we were going to take his car I decided to wait. "Come to my locker with me, loser."

"Oh, now I'm a loser? Well you're a....a....jsfdfgbg."

"A what?"

"A jsfdfgbg."

"Speak up!" I practically shouted, causing teachers to turn their heads and stare at us in confusion. 

"A justified fudgebag," he mumbled. I burst out laughing, and adults poked their heads out of classrooms. 

"Tha...that's the best you could come up with?" I said, tears pouring out of my eyes. 

"C'mon...get your crap out of your locker, you fudgebag." I snickered and opened my locker, putting my western notebook in there and pulling out my sciene binder. 

Slamming the locker shut, we walked in awkward silence down the hallway. I muttered 'fudgebag' under my breath which sent me into a silent fit of giggles while Nate stared at me. I was clapping like an awkward seal. 

When we got outside, fresh rain was splattering on the pavement. I had this whole 'no-change' thing figured out. I could take forever praying and crossing my heart, which was annoying, or I could push my thumb to all four of my other fingers one by one and think 'no' as loud as possible. 

It felt good to feel the rain hit my hair. I actually loved it, no matter how many people hated rain and muddy days, I loved them. The cold water splashed on my face as I embraced the November sky. Gray and cloudy, murky with mystery. Once, it was my worst enemy.

We got in Nate's car, both of our hair matted down and slick with water. I was laughing at the fact that everything was okay, and then I was frowning at the fact that everything was wrong. How can life be so perfect yet so destroyed at the same time?

We were at his house, ten minutes later. It had the vacant look it always did, the windows dusty and dark. The flowers in the garden were dying, but no one had time to care for them. It was better off to let them go.

His father was never home, it was always just him. I couldn't help but wonder where his mom was.

We sat on the couch and he put on the movie "Easy A" with Emma Stone. He stretched out, and I just laid next to him with my head on his firm chest. I let out a sigh of content. 

When Nate started to play with my hair absentmindedly, my stomach had a weird electric, tingly feeling in it. I closed my eyes and listened to the movie, pretending to be asleep. He never stopped tousling my hair. Once, when the movie ended, he picked up the remote and changed the input to Television, where he put on "Alice in Wonderland", a movie very close to my heart. I remember telling him it was one of my favorites last Tuesday; he remembered.