Somebody's Supposed to Fall In Love
Chapter Eight: Deciding Decisions
I awoke to my blaring alarm clock and quickly unplugged it. I stumbled onto my feet and went to run the shower water. Today would be the first day I’d go to school and actually speak. The various reactions I could get were intimidating but I’m determined to do right by myself. I subconsciously traced over my scars as I let the conditioner and face was sit for a minute or two. The jagged blade in my bathroom drawer hasn’t been dragged across my skin for a few months and I only acknowledge its existence in situations like this, close in proximity and with nothing but my thoughts. Gently shaking my head at myself, I rinsed the soap out of my hair and wiped my face. I dried myself off and tied the ropes of my robe around my waist.
‘You did amazing for resisting that damned blade, Nix. I could feel your struggle but you fought it off,’ Phe praised. I simply smiled with pride.
“Need help finding an outfit Nix?!” Zoey asked excitedly through my bedroom door. I’ve yet to speak to her but this morning is as good as any.
I swung the door open and greeted her with a smile, “Morning! And yes, that’d be great.”
Her mouth fell open, arms dropped from her waist and her body slouched dramatically, “Oh- oh my god.” She stared at me for a bit but I just looked at her with slight curiosity. “Am I the first..?”
I shook my head, “No.”
I could tell she expected me to elaborate but I didn’t bother; we weren’t ‘besties’ so I didn’t feel the strong desire to confide in her over something like that. I opened the door wider and she did just as the gesture suggested.
“Say a color,” she grinned.
I thought for a moment, “…Turquoise.”
She smirked and turned towards the closet, giving little tips and guidelines for a solid outfit. She plopped a blueish-greenish long sleeved shirt with black tiger print and black distressed skinnies. She sauntered out of my room after I expressed my thanks and closed my door. I smiled down at the cloths and excitedly gathered accessories. I tossed on the top and pants, slid the leather bracelets on my wrists and screwed my gauges into my ear. After straightening my hair a bit, I put on a beanie and shoved my feet in my combat boots. I made my way to my mirror and put on a touch of mascara, eyeliner and light pink lipgloss. With a satisfied sigh, I headed for the door. (Outfit Link Beloooooow c:)
“Hey Nix!” Miss Riley greeted like every other morning. I always cut through the kitchen to get to the front door and Miss. Riley is always in there to make breakfast for the other smaller kids.
“Morning,” I smiled sheepishly. Her head shot up from the cutting board and a large grin slowly spread across her features. She knew me well enough to be aware that I always made it to school with little time to spare so she shooed me out the door but the glimmer in her eye guaranteed the fact we’d be talking about the end of my silence.
As always, the California air tossed around my hair as I headed to school.
I opened up my locker and threw in a few unnecessary books.
“And so I told her she can go fu- Hey look! The infamous mute!”
I kept my back towards her and smirked. I’ve never met someone so pointlessly cruel. I pittied her more than I hated her to be honest. I shoved the things I’d need into my bag and threw it over my shoulder, kicking my locker closed and turning to leave for my first class with my hands in my pockets.
Tinsley stepped in front of me, her blond hair falling over her make-up covered face and past her slim shoulders. Tony was no where in sight and her monster click flanked her in a way that was supposed to be intimidating but I hardly batted an eyelash.
She pouted her disgustingly pink lips at me, “Oh c’mon! Not even a dirty look tossed my way?”
I smiled at her and she seemed obviously taken aback and confused. I decided to say something I’ve been wanting to say for so long- too long.
With a bright and innocent grin, our eyes clashed, “Fuck you.”
She gasped and her face depicted shock. Her friends’ eyes widened and their mouths slightly agape. Flashing my teeth one more time at her, I gracefully moved around her and practically floated to first period.
“Hey Nix,” a flirty but familiar voice called. I looked up from my book and saw a relaxed Mike making his was towards me. I pushed my hair out of my face as he sat down under the willow.
“Sup,” I greeted, looking back down at my book.
He threw his arm around my shoulder and obnoxiously smacked his gum.
“Wanna come over after school, love?” he asked in a purposefully nasally voice.
I giggled, “Eh, why not?”
He squeezed me tighter and grinned down at me but I kept my eyes on my book, reading the last few lines on the page.
“Um, hey guys,” Vic greeted with a small wave. He plopped down right in front of me and began peeling an orange.
“Wanna come o-”
“I already asked, Victor,” Mike smirked.
Vic pursed his lips, “Oh? Didn’t know you were sitting here that long.”
“Hey guys!” Jaime sang.
He too sat down and took one of Vic’s orange slices, popping it in his mouth and taking out his calculus book.
“Oh my fucking goodness, Nix can you help me with my homework?!” Jaime pouted.
I looked up from my book, “I already said I’d go to the Fuentes house. If you’re going too I’ll help.”
Jaime poked Vic, “Guess I’m going to your house Vic.”
“Uh, can I talk to you guys for a second?” Vic asked abruptly, standing to his feet.
Mike and Jaime exchanged confused glances and I looked up from my book. I went to stand on my feet till Vic gently guided me back to the ground. I arched an eyebrow at him.
“J-Just the guys,” he clarified.
“Oh!” I giggled, and returned to my book. Mike and Jaime stood and followed Vic somewhere behind and well beyond the tree. Respecting their privacy, I kept my eyes on my book and paid them no mind- I couldn’t hear them anyway. Regardless, I wondered why he had to take Mike and Jaime out of earshot.
‘What’s he hiding..?’ Phe asked.
Good question…
“Yo.”
I looked up and nearly gasped when I saw Tony right in front of me, kicking his skateboard into his hand and adjusting the guitar on his back.
“I hear you're talking now,” he said with slight interest.
I smirked, “Yep.”
He grinned down at me, “Cool. I was wondering if you wanted to go to the bowling alley with a few of my friends and I.”
By now, I had put my book to the side and my hands on my lap. I was totally shocked by his invitation.
OH MY GOD. TONY PERRY IS ASKING ME TO HANG OUT. WHAT DO I DO?!
‘I think you already have a good idea of what you want to do,’ Phe giggled.
You’re right.
“Sorry,” I chuckled nervously, “I already said I’d go to the Fuentes house after school.”
His eyes seem to slightly darken and his airily behavior stiffened, “Oh, the Fuentes house eh?”
His tone seemed slightly…jealous? Maybe even a little disappointed…
“ Some other time then?” He asked, slowly turning away.
I nodded with a gentle smile and he winked. He skated off after lighting my cheeks on fire and I slumped against the tree, staring down at my closed book.
“You could have said yes if you wanted to go,” Vic stated seriously. I snapped around and saw Vic leaning against the tree with the nervous looking Jaime and Mike resuming their seats. I honestly wanted to hang out with Vic…-and Mike and Jaime! I could only imagine the thick layer of awkward that would coat the entire bowling alley if a nobody suddenly showed up. I simply couldn’t see myself having a good time with Tony and a group of strangers.
“But I want to hand out with you guys,” I smiled.
He slowly smiled back at me, “Just making sure. My house, 3:30?”
I nodded, that left me with thirty minutes to go home and freshen up. the bell sounded, signalling us to get to our next class. We headed up the main entrance’s steps and made our way to class.
‘You did amazing for resisting that damned blade, Nix. I could feel your struggle but you fought it off,’ Phe praised. I simply smiled with pride.
“Need help finding an outfit Nix?!” Zoey asked excitedly through my bedroom door. I’ve yet to speak to her but this morning is as good as any.
I swung the door open and greeted her with a smile, “Morning! And yes, that’d be great.”
Her mouth fell open, arms dropped from her waist and her body slouched dramatically, “Oh- oh my god.” She stared at me for a bit but I just looked at her with slight curiosity. “Am I the first..?”
I shook my head, “No.”
I could tell she expected me to elaborate but I didn’t bother; we weren’t ‘besties’ so I didn’t feel the strong desire to confide in her over something like that. I opened the door wider and she did just as the gesture suggested.
“Say a color,” she grinned.
I thought for a moment, “…Turquoise.”
She smirked and turned towards the closet, giving little tips and guidelines for a solid outfit. She plopped a blueish-greenish long sleeved shirt with black tiger print and black distressed skinnies. She sauntered out of my room after I expressed my thanks and closed my door. I smiled down at the cloths and excitedly gathered accessories. I tossed on the top and pants, slid the leather bracelets on my wrists and screwed my gauges into my ear. After straightening my hair a bit, I put on a beanie and shoved my feet in my combat boots. I made my way to my mirror and put on a touch of mascara, eyeliner and light pink lipgloss. With a satisfied sigh, I headed for the door. (Outfit Link Beloooooow c:)
“Hey Nix!” Miss Riley greeted like every other morning. I always cut through the kitchen to get to the front door and Miss. Riley is always in there to make breakfast for the other smaller kids.
“Morning,” I smiled sheepishly. Her head shot up from the cutting board and a large grin slowly spread across her features. She knew me well enough to be aware that I always made it to school with little time to spare so she shooed me out the door but the glimmer in her eye guaranteed the fact we’d be talking about the end of my silence.
As always, the California air tossed around my hair as I headed to school.
I opened up my locker and threw in a few unnecessary books.
“And so I told her she can go fu- Hey look! The infamous mute!”
I kept my back towards her and smirked. I’ve never met someone so pointlessly cruel. I pittied her more than I hated her to be honest. I shoved the things I’d need into my bag and threw it over my shoulder, kicking my locker closed and turning to leave for my first class with my hands in my pockets.
Tinsley stepped in front of me, her blond hair falling over her make-up covered face and past her slim shoulders. Tony was no where in sight and her monster click flanked her in a way that was supposed to be intimidating but I hardly batted an eyelash.
She pouted her disgustingly pink lips at me, “Oh c’mon! Not even a dirty look tossed my way?”
I smiled at her and she seemed obviously taken aback and confused. I decided to say something I’ve been wanting to say for so long- too long.
With a bright and innocent grin, our eyes clashed, “Fuck you.”
She gasped and her face depicted shock. Her friends’ eyes widened and their mouths slightly agape. Flashing my teeth one more time at her, I gracefully moved around her and practically floated to first period.
“Hey Nix,” a flirty but familiar voice called. I looked up from my book and saw a relaxed Mike making his was towards me. I pushed my hair out of my face as he sat down under the willow.
“Sup,” I greeted, looking back down at my book.
He threw his arm around my shoulder and obnoxiously smacked his gum.
“Wanna come over after school, love?” he asked in a purposefully nasally voice.
I giggled, “Eh, why not?”
He squeezed me tighter and grinned down at me but I kept my eyes on my book, reading the last few lines on the page.
“Um, hey guys,” Vic greeted with a small wave. He plopped down right in front of me and began peeling an orange.
“Wanna come o-”
“I already asked, Victor,” Mike smirked.
Vic pursed his lips, “Oh? Didn’t know you were sitting here that long.”
“Hey guys!” Jaime sang.
He too sat down and took one of Vic’s orange slices, popping it in his mouth and taking out his calculus book.
“Oh my fucking goodness, Nix can you help me with my homework?!” Jaime pouted.
I looked up from my book, “I already said I’d go to the Fuentes house. If you’re going too I’ll help.”
Jaime poked Vic, “Guess I’m going to your house Vic.”
“Uh, can I talk to you guys for a second?” Vic asked abruptly, standing to his feet.
Mike and Jaime exchanged confused glances and I looked up from my book. I went to stand on my feet till Vic gently guided me back to the ground. I arched an eyebrow at him.
“J-Just the guys,” he clarified.
“Oh!” I giggled, and returned to my book. Mike and Jaime stood and followed Vic somewhere behind and well beyond the tree. Respecting their privacy, I kept my eyes on my book and paid them no mind- I couldn’t hear them anyway. Regardless, I wondered why he had to take Mike and Jaime out of earshot.
‘What’s he hiding..?’ Phe asked.
Good question…
“Yo.”
I looked up and nearly gasped when I saw Tony right in front of me, kicking his skateboard into his hand and adjusting the guitar on his back.
“I hear you're talking now,” he said with slight interest.
I smirked, “Yep.”
He grinned down at me, “Cool. I was wondering if you wanted to go to the bowling alley with a few of my friends and I.”
By now, I had put my book to the side and my hands on my lap. I was totally shocked by his invitation.
OH MY GOD. TONY PERRY IS ASKING ME TO HANG OUT. WHAT DO I DO?!
‘I think you already have a good idea of what you want to do,’ Phe giggled.
You’re right.
“Sorry,” I chuckled nervously, “I already said I’d go to the Fuentes house after school.”
His eyes seem to slightly darken and his airily behavior stiffened, “Oh, the Fuentes house eh?”
His tone seemed slightly…jealous? Maybe even a little disappointed…
“ Some other time then?” He asked, slowly turning away.
I nodded with a gentle smile and he winked. He skated off after lighting my cheeks on fire and I slumped against the tree, staring down at my closed book.
“You could have said yes if you wanted to go,” Vic stated seriously. I snapped around and saw Vic leaning against the tree with the nervous looking Jaime and Mike resuming their seats. I honestly wanted to hang out with Vic…-and Mike and Jaime! I could only imagine the thick layer of awkward that would coat the entire bowling alley if a nobody suddenly showed up. I simply couldn’t see myself having a good time with Tony and a group of strangers.
“But I want to hand out with you guys,” I smiled.
He slowly smiled back at me, “Just making sure. My house, 3:30?”
I nodded, that left me with thirty minutes to go home and freshen up. the bell sounded, signalling us to get to our next class. We headed up the main entrance’s steps and made our way to class.
Notes
Nix's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/anarchy/set?id=92510506So this is sort of like a filler but a slightly more interesting filler (since Tony's in it :3) and...yeah~ Next chapter is gonna make you explode!~ xD
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