Stranded Together

Chapter 10

🟣Blake's POV🟣

"Please Alyssa! I can't sit next to him for that long. He'll drive me nuts."

"Sorry, I'm sitting next to Darce." She says with a shrug.

"Please." I beg desperately. "I really can't sit next to him; we'll kill each other."

"Blake." Darcy says firmly, reminding me of how mum spoke to me yesterday. "Alyssa is siting next to me." She states leaving no room for argument. "It's only a 5 hour flight. Stop being a big baby." I groan and throw my head into my hands.

The I can't believe this is happening.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. The gate to flight number 126 to Miami will be opening shortly." Says an almost robotic male voice over the loud speaker. I don't look up, but I hear Darcy and Alyssa jump up and walk away without saying anything further about the seating arrangement. "If this is your flight please make your way to gate number 15 immediately. Thank you." The voice adds.

The announcement causes a bit of movement in the lounge. People most likely making their way over to the gate entrance. But not me. I keep my head in my hands, hunched over in my chair.

I don't want to move.

I don't want to get on the flight.

And I don't want to go on the cruise.

I want to stay here with Zoe.

I want to spend my spring break at the beach and to finally work up the courage to ask the ice cream guy out on a date.

I want to watch movies and eat junk food with my best friend.

But I'm stuck here.

I hear someone approach and loudly fall down in the seat next to me. I don't need to look up to know it was him. I can smell his disgustingly strong axe body spray. That scent has nearly every girl at our school falling to their knees. But I'm smarter than them. I know him. And he is evil. He's an arrogant, egotistical, selfish and just a plain rude man whore.

"What do you want Tiller?" I sigh into my palms.

"Oh, not much Stevens." He retorts, using my last name just like I used his. "I actually just wanted to show you this picture I found." He says casually, as if he forgotten that we're enemies.

"I don't care. Leave me alone." I groan.

"It's a picture of you." He adds, ignoring what I said. "I'm pretty sure it was taken nearly five years ago. At the zoo." As soon as the word zoo left his mouth, I knew exactly what picture he had.

I whip my head up ready to strangle him, but I come to a halt when I see the picture. The little me on Gabe's phone has me frozen. I can't do anything but stare at the picture.

It was my birthday. Well, it was actually his birthday too. We share the same birth date.

I know right, how coincidental that our mums gave birth on the same day. That two best friends gave birth to their children on the same day.

It's actually so cringe.

He was due to be born a week or so after me, but no, he decided to ruin my day by coming into this world a few hours after me. Those hours before he was born was the best time of my life.

It's ironic that we despise each other and we share the same birth date. But trust me, I would give anything to have my birthday changed. Ever since I was little I've hated sharing party's, decorations, cake, candles, and occasionally presents with him.

It just fuelled the fire.

Anyway this particular year, our 13th birthday, Mum and Liv organised a trip to the zoo-instead of inviting our friends over for a party like they did every year. They bought special passes which allowed us to enter a few of the animals enclosures with a zoo keeper.

We were inside the monkey enclosure, holding and feeding them. We all had a monkey each: me, Gabe, Darcy, Alyssa, Dad and George that is. Mum and Liv were talking to the zoo keeper and taking pictures.

I remember thinking they were so cute and cuddly-I wanted to keep one. I was feeding my monkey a piece of apple, when Gabe's monkey suddenly jumps on my head. My monkey must of got startled or something because it started screaming at Gabe's money in my hair. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared.

Then Gabe's monkey did the unthinkable. It started wiping something warm, sticky and pungent down my face. I let out a disgusted shriek, already knowing that Gabe's monkey wiped its poo down my face. I honestly didn't know what to do, I was freaking out, so I continued scream. But I started chocking when Gabe's monkey shoved the rest of its poo into my mouth. Both my monkey and Gabe's monkey then proceeded to jump off me, allowing me to spit out the poo and wipe it from my face. Gabe couldn't stop laughing and said he trained his monkey to do that.

I guess somewhere during that time, Liv took a picture. It captured me screaming my head off while I held a screaming monkey, and had another resting in my unruly hair, while it wiped its poo right down my face.

And now the Devil has the picture.

"Remember how I called you Monkey Shit Face for like 6 month after it?" Gabe asks rhetorically. "Good times." He sighs with a smirk. A smirk I want to punch off his face.

"Delete it. Now." I say through gritted teeth, not bothering to hide my anger.

"I need it though." He says. His smirk growing at my reaction. I don't get the chance to ask what for before he continues. "Am I correct to assume that you wouldn't want this image on the internet?" He asks. I immediately catch on to what he's doing.

"Are you fucking blackmailing me Tiller?" I ask rhetorically already knowing the answer. Gabe gives me smile and taps the side of his nose, indicating that I'm correct.

"Basically I want you to stay away from me on this trip. I don't want you to ruin any potential hook ups for me. If you do I'll post the picture on every form of social media I have." He says. "It'll probably go viral and everyone at school will start calling you Monkey Shit Face." He adds chuckling at the nickname again, being the immature little prick he is.

"Are you for real?" I ask dumbfound. He can't be serious.

"I'm dead serious Blake. I will post the picture."

"So. You don't want me to ruin any hook ups for you." I ask scoffing. "That's pathetic."

"This whole trip was about picking up girls." He explains with a shrug. "And that's not going to change just because you're here."

"Fine, whatever." I say as I stand up and eye the others. They are already standing by the gate entrance talking amongst themselves. I scoop up my carry-on bag and sling it over my shoulder. "Slut." I mumble as I walk away from him.

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Edited: 9/10/20

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