𝐆𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 || #𝟏

Chapter 18

"She is a bore, isn't she?" Luke agrees, "she always files her nails in class for some reason. At first I thought it was a girl problem, but now I think there's some weird thing going on in her mind now."

"Agreed," Emily and I both say in unison as we start walking down the hall for science class.

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First term ends quickly, and I find myself being happy to come to school for no reason. Maybe it's because I've finally been reunited with my true friends, or maybe it's because of Luke.

He asked me on a date. But I don't know how to respond. I don't like him that way, I've never felt that way about anyone if I'm being completely honest. The closest I've ever had to having a boyfriend was when I was three and fell in love with this random french dude in my class. We ended up getting engaged, but he moved back to france and told me he'd come back one day for me.

Right now, I'm at the mall with Tina shopping for new clothes at H&M, sipping on a matcha latte for no reason in particular. Tina just needed a new closet, and me being a (kinda) fashion expert, I had to come along. I also wanted to catch up with her, because ever since we went to different schools, we never really did get the chance. I also wanted to catch up with her to see how Amelia was doing.

According to her, Amelia called a student a bitch in front of the music teacher; and when everyone had been given a survey on how to improve their school, half the grade complained about Amelia.

That sounds normal to me. Trust me.

"Okay, what about this?" Tina asks, holding up this nice white shirt that cut off, showing her stomach. It had beige buttons fixated only for decoration, and looked blindingly white underneath the harsh lights and the reflecting clear mirrors giving you a headache everytime you looked at them. Our stuff sits comfortably on the wooden floor, boredly looking up at the sky as they try to get through this.

"Yeah i wouldn't wear that because of insecurities, but it looks good on you," I happily say. "But I still think the batman shirt looked better on you."

"I'm not wearing that again, I nearly choked myself to death."

"That's why I like it."

"Are you even my friend at this point?" Tina questions, throwing her fluffy blue jacket in my face.

I shrug, and we both burst out laughing again. It's nice hanging out with Tina, mostly because I get to joke around with her the whole time without feeling bad about myself. Tina does a couple of more twirls in the mirror, then finally decides that we need to go back out and choose more clothes to try on.

We leave our stuff inside, and enter back into the store playing some random pop song that no one had ever heard of, and hundreds of clothes laying all around. Ranging from all different colours, Tina ran off and came back with these ugly oversized large striped pants.

"We need to wear these."

"What? They look ugly as."

"I don't care, we have to wear them because they look awesome!"

She drags me by my hoodie back to the dressing room, shoving the curtains closed as we both try them on. Then, when we've finally finished, we stare at ourselves, looking in the mirror.

"We look homeless." Tina finally says after a long pause of very awkward silence. "Homeless pants!"

"They don't actually look that bad." I reply, looking around at the stretchy fabric. "Actually, they're really comfortable."

"So are we buying them?"

"I don't really know-"

"We can match!"

After we had both changed back into our normal clothes, we were going to finally leave the dressing room when someone (Tina) knocked over that stool they gave you, and our matcha latte drinks went tumbling onto the floor. Smooth green liquid spilling everywhere, ice crashing out of the lid while we watched in horror as the tea got on the mirrors.

Not the perfect mirrors. They looked so clean too.

"Oh my god-"

"RUN!"

We both quickly run out of the dressing room, hastily pay for our clothes and we leave the store. An assistant working at the booth gave us a dirty look, and we had no choice but to ignore it.

I really don't want to get in trouble, especially when Tina was the one who committed the actual crime. But as we're walking, and laughing nervously about what had just happened, there is a familiar set of people in the distance being all cutesy.

Alexis and Shawn.

I really just. No. I don't need to see that. I don't want to see my ex friend gobble up my friend, that's a sight not even a murderer on death row deserves to see. I bet if they did, they'd die of cringe.

Maybe this will replace the lethal injection, because it's just as deadly. Anyone seen watching them within a 700 mile radius will instantly die. That sounds about right.

But aside from all jokes and sarcasm, there is another reason why I really didn't want to see them do that. Because aside from being disgusted, I also felt sad. Not the type of sad I usually felt, the type that I felt all the time when I saw them being a couple. I felt like my heart was getting torn apart, shredded into a million pieces while another part of me was mad. Not at any of them, but at me for letting myself feel this way. And nothing could calm down that pit of fire that started in my mind, it just stayed there for a long time before going away; and then my heart felt like a rock sinking down into the ocean.

I take Tina's hand and lead her away, small tears in my eyes that I quickly blink away. Tina looks intrigued, and wonders if it's really Alexis before I push her away for good and we head down the shopping center.

"Was that Alexis?"

"Yeah."