Moon Girl

Six - Math Wizard

Monday came bright an early. Krystal rolled out of bed, through on a t-shirt and left the house. Mrs. Kamowski wasn't in the kitchen when Krystal came out of her room. She wasn't there to protest her daughters clothing choice.

Krystal liked dark shirts and cotton shorts. That's what she wore the most too, black t-shirt and red work out shorts. It was easy to do a makeup look with that, it just needed to be simple.

Blake dressed in his best jeans and nicest t-shirt. He stared at himself in the mirror.

Is this too much? Did I over do it today? Oh whatever.

Blake grabbed his book bag and headed out the door.

The halls were packed with zombies disguised as students. Krystal blended in to the side of the masses. Her eyes were trained on the floor. Blake and Ted jostled between students, joining them from the front of the school. Krystal entered in from the cafeteria. On that side of the school was a smaller parking lot, most students forgot about it.

In the middle of the school was a octagon that split into different hallways, it was the heart of the school. It was the biggest area since more kids filtered through there. Blake and Krystal were walking towards each other in the hallway. They weren't intending too, their patches just crossed often. Blake smiled when he saw her. They held each other's gaze for a moment. Krystal gave him a court nod and went on her way.
"Dude, you're grinning like a fool." Ted poked at him.
"Shut up." Blake rolled his eyes but couldn't stop grinning.
"What do you want with that girl anyways? She's trouble isn't she? She got that scar from a fight, I heard. That or she did it to herself like the Joker." Blake cringed at his friends words.

Is that really what people thought of her? She was trouble? Dangerous? The girl I saw a glimpse of was broken and scared. If anything I'd say shes cautious. I felt for her on a much deeper magnitude than I cared to let on at this point.

"Those are all just rumors." Blake said plainly. "Rumors that I doubt are true." Blake already knew they weren't, but it wasn't his place to tell Ted the truth.
"You got a weird thing for that girl." His friend shook his head.

And so what if I do?

Blake and Ted sat in class, talking back and forth while Blake stared out the window. He was watching the solitary figure as she twisted a hair around her finger.
"So I saw Brittney this weekend." Ted was telling Blake. "Since you're not going to ask, I'll tell you." Blake didn't take his attention of Krystal. "We hooked up."
"When don't you? I don't think you two have been in the same room without being all over each other." Blake answered his friend honestly. "I don't see why you don't just date her."
"Im not trying to be a boyfriend, I'm trying to be a sex god." Blake finally pulled his eyes away to look at his friend.
"What fun is being a sex god if eventually no one will want you, at all." Ted stared at his friend, blankly. "How many partners have you had?"
"I don't know, like a dozen." Blake cringed.
"And thats okay to you?"
"Hell yeah!"
"And if you had a girl who had the same out of partners as you, what do you think?"
"Bro, that's gross. She's a hoe."
"But you just said that it's okay for you." Ted clicked his tongue.
"Well yeah, I'm a sex god."
"Maybe she's a sex goddess." Ted scrunched his nose in disgust. "See, you think it's gross. Imagine how the girl feels. Double standards don't apply here." Ted rolled his eyes.

He can be such a pig. Guys like him give guys like me a bad name.

Blake shrugged his shoulders and looked back towards Krystal.

She's looking at me. What do I do? She nodded at me in the hallway. Are we reaching a bridge? Is she willing to met me at the top?

His did is a hero, not just to me. They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, but does it? Can Blake Hardy be a comparable man to his dad?