I was late.
I was late.
Oh my god, I was late.
I pedalled as fast as I could, nearly avoided getting hit by a car to my morning shift. I was out of breath as I fastened the chain to the bike stand with trembling hands.
" Ah! Bryce! So wonderful for you to finally join us!" Mr. Gurtman flashed a great big smile that he used specifically for employees when he was being sarcastic or about to fire them.
I really wished it wasn't the second one.
" I am so sorry. Coach Wilson kept us a little longer with one of his speeches....." I stopped talking when Mr. Gurtman raised a hand.
" Bryce. I get it that it's hard for you with football and the cafe and that money is tight. But we already lost two customers because Michael couldn't multitask between heating the stupid bun and talking to a customer. Time is a very important business around here, understand? I do not want any more excuses. Your other businesses should not affect your business here. This is my final warning," He said sternly.
" I apologise. I promise that it will never happen again...sir."
He loved it when he was called sir.
So, did my dad. It was not only a sign of respect but a way to boost their ego to get on their good side.
He gave me one last look before disappearing out the door.
First of all, that was the first warning he had ever given me. And second of all, what did he mean when he said that he understood my situation? That he understood that he didn't understand anything at all?
I hated it when adults do that.
It's like when people say that they understand that cutting trees is bad for the environment and still deforest acres of land to build a mall or something useful for humans.
That would probably be the Juli in me talking.
She said that she was sick of people polluting the earth and at the rate, we were going, our entire ecosystem is going to get wiped.
Conversations with her were always delightful.
But then again, I felt like I haven't had a proper conversation with her in ages. So, I really shouldn't be complaining.
After completing my shift, I raced to my school for a dull and dreary day like every other.
---x---
By lunch period, not only was I physically drained but mentally too.
I just spent an hour with Mrs. Roland where she drilled me about my father.
Well, she tried to drill me about him. I didn't budge. She could get me to stay in a room and talk about my feelings about anything but my dad. He was off-limits.
As soon as I stepped out of the room, I spotted Juli standing in front of one across from mine.
I knew that Juli hated kissing in public. But I just really needed her. Her comfort, her touch, her presence.
So, I sneaked up behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist and began to plant kisses on her neck especially the region behind her ear. She loved that spot.
Suddenly, she turned around so fast that it took me by a complete surprise but that didn't stop me. I needed her badly right then.
Of all the things in my life, she was the only constant thing."Bryce!" She hissed.
But I didn't stop. I didn't want to stop. We rarely ever got moments anymore and I wanted to savour the ones we did. I began sucking on her neck.
" Bryce!" She pushed me back with a firm shove.
" I told you. You know how I feel about kissing at school," She said with a tone that I really didn't like.
" No one is going to care, Juli," I said rather coldly.
I hated when she pulled the I'm-Miss-Perfect act. It was quite frankly annoying. I respect that she cared about her outward appearances but sometimes, they just really crossed the limit.
We were always late to church on Sunday because Juli couldn't find the perfect decent outfit.
At public events, she ate like those women at those ridiculous tea parties(the food which is close to almost nothing) that my mother used to attend. But at home, she ate like a beast who hadn't eaten for days. It was pretty gross watching her eat but it was her true self. The only problem was that she was her true self only when no one was watching her.
So, their relationship isn't perfect which are the ones that I like the most because it shows that just because two people are in love does not mean that they are the most perfect couple.
Imperfection is what makes it even more beautiful or shall I say pulchritudinous?
New vocabulary word because I'm tired of using the word beautiful to describe something.
I'm going to stop talking now.
Have a great day!!
YOU ARE READING
Flipped 2
FanfictionThis is my version of a sequel to the book turned movie Flipped. You do not have to watch the movie or read the book to read my story and if there are any gaps or any introduction to any of the characters, I will talk about them at the end of the ch...