“I can’t believe you actually fucking did it.” Kris’ voice was filled with amusement on the other end of the line. I can almost imagine her shaking her head.
After recalling yesterday’s events to her, she was unnecessarily pleased about it.
“Did what?” My brows furrowed, not understanding what she was talking about.
“You rejected your ex! You took the first step in not becoming stupid anymore!” she rejoiced.
I heard her laugh on the other end. “This calls for a celebration. We’re going to Rad. Pick me up ASAP. See ya!”
She already hung up before I could even protest. I threw my phone in my bed out of frustration. I hurriedly went to our bathroom to take a bath but it was occupied. I could hear the sound of the shower running.
I knocked twice. “Who’s inside?”
“Me!” shouted my sister Sophia.
I groaned. She always takes forever in taking a bath. We actually have another bathroom downstairs but I don’t like taking a bath there.
“Faster, I’m going out,” I shouted back at her.
“You are?” I heard her turn off the shower. “Can you drop me off at Claire’s?”
I thought about it for a second. “If you aren’t done in 5 mins I won’t.” I threatened.
Then the bathroom door swung open. My sister stepped out with nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, a smirk on her ugly face. “No backing out.” She stuck her tongue out.
I rolled my eyes at her. Lucky brat.
After taking a bath, I rummaged through my closet looking for something to wear. Throwing on a black and white striped t-shirt, black modern fit shorts and white sneakers, I’m ready to go.
Sophia, on the other hand, still hadn’t picked out what to wear.
“What the hell’s taking you so long?” I asked, irritated when I entered her room.
She smiled sheepishly. “I don’t know what to wear.”
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” I threw my hands up in exasperation. I ransacked her cabinet and threw the first piece of clothing I saw at her. It was a gray sweater with small banana prints on it. She’s such a dork. I also threw her a pair of jeans to go with it.
Compared to me, my sister’s an introvert. All she does at home is read books and watch anime all day. There are even times when she’d burst into my room and blurt out a random ‘did you know’. Although I have to admit that most of them are rather informative.
We headed downstairs to where mom was. She was reading a book on the sofa while my youngest brother, James, was playing with his PS4. My mom raised her eyebrows at me when she saw me dressed up.
I answered her unspoken question, “I’m going out with Kris, I’ll drop her off on the way.” I pointed my thumb to Sophia behind me.
She nodded, “Okay, take care.” We both kissed her on the cheek.
“Bye James, behave,” I instructed before leaving.
Against my will, I drove Sophia to her friend’s house. It’s such a hassle because Claire lives at the edge of town, out of the way from Kris’ house.
We were nearing their place when I saw a figure lurking around the fence. If I remember correctly, that boy is named Travis. And I don’t like him.
“What is he doing here?” I asked my passenger, pissed.
“He’s part of the group work.” She answered. “Don’t worry, I’ll stay as far away as possible from him.”
I glanced at my sister before she hopped off. “Make sure.”
His eyes widened and he took a step back upon seeing Sophia. Fear was visible in his features. The last time I saw him he was on his knees writhing in agony. Sophia kicked him in the balls for trying to lay his hands on her best friend. He deserved it.
Travis is one of the worse kids I’ve ever met. He’s still only in middle school but his arrogance is that of a high schooler. A cocky smirk and empty brain were the things he always had. He’s arrogant and rude and disrespectful. I wouldn’t want anyone like that near my sister.
A scrawny boy emerged from the house’s front door. Contrary to calling my sister ugly earlier, a lot of people find her attractive. This boy, for example. If I’m not mistaken, his name is Kurt.
Based on the bits of conversation I happened to overhear whenever Sophia’s friends would come over, he has a crush on my sister. With her brown eyes and brown hair, she bears a significant resemblance to our mom.
But I don’t care how she looks like to other people, she will always look like an ape to me.
By the time I arrived at Kris’ she was fuming. “Did you fucking come from another continent?” she greeted me.
“I had to drop Sophia off at her friend’s house,” I explained.
Rad is the local bar in town. It’s where most of the people hang out during weekends. Want to drink and chill? Rad. Want to get wasted? Rad. Want to get laid? Rad.
I looked around. The place was packed even at 5 pm on a Saturday. Thankfully, I recognize none of their faces. I don’t feel like talking to anyone much today. The bartenders knew us as Kris would frequently ask me to go with her here to chill. I sat on one of the bar stools while Kris sat on the one beside me.
“Hey Billy,” she greeted the bartender. “The usual please.”
“Margarita on the Rocks for you and JD and Coke for Alex. I’ll be right back.” He flashed a smile before making the drinks.
“How are things going between you and the other Alex?” Kris asked out of nowhere.
Her question caught me off guard. The first thing that came to my mind was our dinner at Tiolo’s. But I can’t possibly tell Kris about that. Because first, Gray probably wouldn’t appreciate it if I go around telling other people how she cried that night. Second, there’s the issue with that brunette. I still have no idea who she is.
Although I’m pretty sure if I tell Kris her name and ask her a favor she’ll find out everything about the girl in a span of 5 minutes. From her full name to her family background, age, height, weight, blood type, favorite color, hobbies, and her relation to Gray. Of course, with that favor comes the endless questions about who that girl is and why I want to know her. Questions I have no answer to.
Kris snapped a finger in front of my face making me flinch. “Hello? I asked you a question.”
“Oh,” I came back to my senses. “You know, same old. She’s still cold as ice.”
“Really? I thought for sure that you two would get along well.” Kris remarked. “She actually looks friendly when she talks to you.”
“What are you talking about? Do you even see the way she looks at me whenever I try to start a casual conversation with her?” I asked, feeling like we’re not talking about the same person. “I feel like she’s gonna eat me alive.”
“No, seriously, you don’t see what I see,” Kris argued, putting a hand in front of her. “I’ve been with her in some classes before and she never, and I mean never, talks to anyone for more than a minute. Heck, I rarely even see her talk to anyone.” She scoffed. “She has this aura of royalty around her, you know what I mean? She feels waaay out of our league.”
I know what she’s talking about. Gray has this aura around her that makes you feel intimidated. She carries herself in a refined way, walks with grace and elegance, almost like a princess.
“But with you, she feels, I don’t know,” she paused and shrugged. “Normal?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I told her honestly.
Just then, Billy came back with our drinks. “Kris, someone over there wants to challenge the pool queen.” He gestured to the man wearing a tight tank top that showed off his unattractive biceps.
“We’ll continue this talk later.” Kris declared. “For now, I am going to crush that guy.”
I wished her luck before she went off to the pool table. Though I doubt she’ll need it. She’s not known as the pool queen for nothing.
I didn’t notice how much time has passed until someone spoke next to me. “You look like your girlfriend just dumped you.”
I turned my head and came face to face with a short haired girl with brown eyes. She looks about a year younger than me and somehow looks familiar.
“Actually she did,” I said with a complete poker face.
“Holy shit, seriously?” The girl put a hand to her mouth. “Shit I”m sorry.”
I tried my best to hold in my laughter and failed miserably. The girl stared at me until I stopped. “I was kidding. I’m Alex.” I introduced myself and held out a hand.
“Thea.” She replied as she shook my hand.
“So, Thea,” I started, taking a sip of my drink. “Who sent you here?”
“W-what are you talking about?” She shifted in her seat and looked at someone behind me.
I followed her gaze and saw a group of people seated together, staring at us, laughing amongst themselves. So it’s a dare. “What did they dare you to do?”
“They told me to kiss you.” She said shyly, a blush creeping from her cheeks.
“A kiss? Seriously? What are you, middle school?” I twisted my bar stool so I was fully facing her. Now that I can see her clearly, she’s actually pretty cute. “Can you even do it?”
“Actually, about that..” she shifted in her seat, looking at everywhere but me. “I’ve never actually kissed anyone.”
It was my turn to look surprised. “You’re about to sacrifice your first kiss for a girl? Are you even gay?”
She smiled shyly and nodded.
I sighed. “Since you’re cute, I’ll help you just this time.”
Without any warning, I cupped her cheek and leaned in for a kiss. Her eyes widened in surprise. Our noses touched and I tilted my head for better access to her lips. Then I stopped.
“Tell your friends I kissed you. From their point of view, it will look like we’re kissing. Save that first kiss for someone special.” I whispered under my breath then pulled back.
Thea remained frozen, gaping openly at me. When she finally came back to her senses, she stuttered, “Th-thank you. I will keep that in mind.” Then she left in a hurry back to her friends.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” A voice boomed. I snapped my head in the direction where the voice came from and saw a very familiar face. The person stormed towards me and grabbed a fistful of my shirt making me stand from my seat. Her eyes were about to bulge out their sockets and I could see the veins popping in her neck. She was raging mad. I stared open-mouthed at the girl, not knowing what the fuck she was talking about.
“Look, it’s Janelle, right?” I tried to calm down and act normal. “I don’t know what made you so angry but could you please let go of my shirt? You’re gonna ruin it.” I touched her hand but she only gripped it tighter, almost choking me. I’m getting pissed. I like this shirt.
“Don’t play dumb with me you sick bitch. I saw you kiss that girl!” she gestured behind me. Realizing what she was talking about, I got even more pissed.
I tried my best to speak calmly. My dad always told me not to lose my temper. “First, who I kiss is none of your business. Second, why the fuck do you care? Third, you’re in no position to call me a sick bitch. You don’t know me. And fourth, I don’t like repeating myself but I’ll make an exception for you since you’re hot. Could you please let go of my shirt?” I said the last few words slowly so she’d understand.
This only made her angrier. She was so angry I could almost see smoke coming out of her nose. Sensing that she has no intention of letting go of my shirt, I thought about putting into action what I learned in the self-defense classes I took a few years back.
I quickly disregarded the thought. I don’t wanna lay my hands on a girl. And a pretty one at that.
Good thing Kris isn’t here at the moment. She’s probably lying around in one of the sofas, dozing off. If she was here she’d drag Janelle out of this bar by the hair. I don’t want to cause any more trouble.
I was thinking of a way out of my predicament when someone appeared next to the brunette. It’s the redhead she was with the first time we met. “What the hell are you doing? Let go of her!” she whisper-shouted on Janelle and pried her hands off of me.
“Thank you,” I muttered while fixing my shirt.
“But this girl’s cheating on Alex!” she pointed an accusatory finger at me.
Did I just fucking hear her right? Did she just accuse me of cheating? I will definitely not let this slide.
“It’s none of your business Janelle!” The girl yelled at her before I could even speak. “You guys are done! Get over it!” That seemed to hit a nerve because Janelle’s expression softened.
I looked around us and noticed that we have gathered an audience. The redhead noticed this too and spoke again. “I’m so sorry for the trouble we’ve caused.” She pulled Janelle by the arm. “Let’s go, we’re leaving.” Janelle shot me a menacing look before heading out the door.