Dustin
I think my charms aint working.
It's been two days since that incident that happened at Honi-Honi and a night since that disastrous dinner with Georgia and Ashley in our house but she keeps on ignoring me as much as she can. Today is Monday and we are currently having our lunch in our spot at the cafeteria. I remember the last time we were all here. It was just last Friday. Ashley was in a bad mood that time but if I would compare how she looked then and now, she looks a lot worse now.
I'm not talking about her face.. she's still the prettiest face here in school, or maybe even in the whole state, but I'm pertaining to the aura... She seems more miserable despite the slight makeover in her hair. I don't know if others can notice that but I do, I've known her since we were very young kids and I can clearly see through her. I can sense her real feelings with just one look, or better say a minute of stare. And as I was looking at her now, she's not okay.
"Hey Bestie," the whining voice of Tracy was irritating me. "Please come with me in the spa tonight... my treat!" She made puppy eyes infront of Ashley. Yes, Tracy looks cute doing that, but she's still a bitch.
Why not? Why wouldnt I say that? If she's not, how would you explain that Ashley wasn't talking to me, not even looking at me, as if like I don't exist even if I was trying to talk to her, yet she was talking to Tracy who is the real one to blame because she was trying to seduce me?
That's insane.
Ashley smiled simply at Tracy before answering. "I want to Tracy but I was already in the spa this past weekend with my mum. Besides, we're conducting a meeting for the student council at four then a meeting with the school board, you know, my parents left me some works to do..." she grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "Don't worry, Next week I wouldn't be so busy anymore. I'll make up to you."
Seeing the two girls very sweet irritates me, really, so I averted my eyes from them. I looked at Pamy and noticed that she wasn't even cracking a line. That was since this morning. Pamy was never the spotlight chaser like Tracy but she's always bubbly. Next to Ashley, she is the closest female creature to me, I always told her that. I even called her my twin sister because we were born on the same date but she said she hates it when a bunch of stupid nosy students ask her if that was real and eventually be interviewed about anyone of us in the team. Pamy is really friendly, but she's a little exclusive type. Not that she's picky or a snob, but... i don't know how to say it but it takes a lot of heart to get into her really.
And speaking of birthdays, it's already September and we're having our birthday two weeks from now. I'll ask her about her plans some other time when the gang is not infront of us because they'll just give us shitty suggestions of how to celebrate our day and it will be like they're the one to enjoy it more than us. Besides, I don't think she's in the best mood to talk about that now. It's like she's uneasy with everyone.
Oh great. my sweetheart Ashley is serious and again silently eating while busy with her 'thoughts', which judging by the way she takes it is not good, and my twin sis Pamy is not even talking or paying glances to anyone.
What's with these girls? Is this some kind of epidemic or something? Who's next to look like doomed? Tracy?Well, that I doubt.
I smirked to myself and looked away. My eyes found the spot near the trashes, nobody occupies that one table there now. It's like the place was vacant forever and nobody has ever sat there. Well, reality is, only Ugly Betty dared to sit there.
Upon thinking of that, I'm instantly haunted by that innocent smell. Oh Jesus! Why am I getting crazy over that fresh innocently sweet smell? It's like a ghost to me. It's a curse! Did she ever cast a spell on me to fall inlove with that freaking smell and get crazy about it until the last breath of my life?
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The Ugly Bet
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