Senior Year, Biscuits & The Fuentes Family As Told By Nelissa Brown

It's Halloween! Halloween is the one time of the year when all the ghosts and goblins and Madonna look a likes can come out and party and no one says anything because there's people pretending to be ghosts and goblins and Madonna too. Now, I quite like going to school in fancy dress. I do it every year. This year I am a Queen. Not just any Queen though, no. A Queen from a fantasy novel. I'm not sure which one, but they all look the same anyway.
I'm wearing a long flowy skirt, a golden tank top with turquoise stars on it and my hair is even frizzier due to the fact I back combed it to fit around the crown I made last night. Oh and I'm only moving around my skateboard. It's not my skateboard, it's Nicky's. But I've taped the head of a unicorn on it to turn it into my steed.
When I met B she laughed at me. But she always laughs at me so I don't mind much. "Why the hell are you riding a unicorn?" she asked me.
"Why aren't you?!" I shot back from where I was sat on the board, scooting myself forward with my hands.
"That's not an argument, Nel." she countered. She's right. Poor Linton looks scared. He doesn't know what to do with himself. B solved that problem by handing him her books.
"Come to mine tonight." B told Linton.
"Okay!" he grinned. "Right after my club."
"What club is that?" I asked.
"We play a game called Goblopping!" he said excitedly. "It's a mix between hide and go seek, chess, basketball and Quidditch!"
"Really?" I asked brightly. Now I know Linton is obviously one biscuit short of a full packet and this was proved the other night when he told me he practically gets a hard on over a fast moving train. But I'm quite interested in this Goblopping.
"It's such fun! We don't have many members."
"How many?" I asked.
"Three... Including you if you joined." B said for him. She looked at me as if to say 'don't you dare'.
We reached the school and Linton seemed to be distracted by something. "Here you are, my angel." he told B and handed her her books.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"My friend has gotten some information about the squirrel-matula."
"What's that?" B frowned.
"Half squirrel, half spider. A mad old professor in Bermuda is breeding them." he said happily. He pecked B on the lips and hurried away to his strange little friends.
"Mad as a hater." I stated.
"Totally. But he's good at carrying my stuff. Plus he's more funny than odd." B explained.
"I'll still go with odd."
"You are odd, you turnip. Now let's get to home room." she said easily.
We walked inside school and made our way to home room. I still got put down as late even though I was early. I don't think my teacher likes me much. It's probably because I was the one who told her when her wig was falling off. She has a vendetta against me now.
After I had Chemistry. I like this class. Not because I'm good at it or anything. But because B and I are usually partners. My teacher knows that she's the only one that will make me work effectively, I think.
We sat down and my teacher started shuffling his papers. "I'll be putting you in twos. Your instructions are on the board!" he called. "Okay... Rebecca and Tony." Tony didn't say anything as he grabbed his stuff and came over to sit next to B. She didn't seem to mind either. Hmm. Not usual behaviour for someone who has an odd boyfriend. Where is Linton by the way? Maybe he's too engrossed in the squirrel spider to come to class. "Cassie and Jaime!" Oh no. Cassie looks angry about this. Jaime literally bounced over to Cassie. He keeps grinning too. He looks like a spider squirrel minus the spider bit. "Nelissa and Mike!" Oh that's me. I went over to Mike's table and jumped up to sit on the edge. I never fell either. Bonus.
"Hey." he greeted me.
"Hello." I smiled.
"I'll get the stuff. You'll probably drop it!" Well, I never! Mike went to get all the stuff and I sat on my own. When he came back Mike kept on looking at the board and carefully following the instructions. I'm not really doing anything apart from looking pretty. I am a Queen after all.
"I don't like your costume." I suddenly said.
"I'm not wearing one."
"That's what I mean! It's so boring."
"I was going to be a Queen too but you beat me to it."
"You'd make a pretty woman." I nodded knowledgeably.
"I know." he laughed.
After a while we got a little bored and I started telling Mike about Goblopping. He seems quite interested in it actually. "Come on..." Mike sighed. "Who does Linton remind you of?"
"What?" I frowned.
"A clown with a head injury." Mike laughed. I giggled a little because I didn't want to be mean. But Mike kept on carrying on and I started laughing harder. After a few minutes I was still laughing. Until I fell off of the table. That stopped it. I fell onto my unicorn board and landed on my tummy with my skirt all everywhere. I looked around and only Mike had seen. If he doesn't stop laughing he'll fall too. I pulled my skirt down and stood up. I hope he didn't see my underwear.
"Nice underwear." I think he saw it.
"I wish I wore grown up underwear." I grumbled as I sat back down.
"Grown up?" Mike frowned. But the bell rang so I didn't have to answer him. Phew.

I notice that people have a hold over me. No matter what I do if they call for me I'll be there. Worse, I'll come running. I wish I wasn't like that. B says I shouldn't. I should put myself first. But I just can't. It's so difficult. I should be so happy because I have just what I need. I have my parents. I have Nicky. I have B. That's enough. But it's not easy when I'm controlled so easily.
I'm all alone now waiting in Vic's bedroom. I don't know why I came. But I did. I heard the door open and I saw Vic walk in. He looked at me and smiled. I didn't smile back.
"Sorry Nel, I was on the phone." Vic said.
"You never did say where everyone is." I said.
"They're in LA for the weekend. Mike is picking up some drum stuff. My parents took him." he explained.
"I shouldn't be here." I shook my head.
"Is he all you're worried about?" Vic shot at me. I rolled my eyes and looked up.
"What was going on with Greg before?"
"Nothing." he shrugged.
"Liar."
"It was nothing."
"Again... Liar." I sighed.
"Anyway, what's up with you and Mike?"
"What?" I frowned.
"You and my brother. You're always around each other."
"We're friends." I shrugged.
"Friends," Vic laughed. "Out of everyone you could have picked to be friends with you chose Mike... You chose my little brother."
"I didn't choose anything. It just happened."
"Are you trying to work your way around my family. First me. Then Mike. Are you trying to get us all to fall in love with you?"
"You're doing it again." I told him.
"Sorry." Vic looked at me guiltily.
"And we're just friends."
"I don't get why it's Mike though."
"I don't know." I shrugged.
"Nel, I can't stay away from you." Vic said like he was telling me some huge, filthy secret.
"You need to move on," I eventually told him. "Find another girl."
"But I love you," Vic said, walking close to me so we were only inches away. "You've told me you don't want me and I hate that all I want to do right now is kiss you." he breathed softly.
"Oh my God, Vic!" I suddenly exclaimed. "Do you know how horrible you've been? Do you know how bad you've made me feel about myself? You can't just say stuff like that."
"I'm sorry." he frowned.
"I don't want to hear it!" I snapped.
"You know after you said no and before when we broke up... I hated you." Vic said softly.
"I hate you." I replied, just as softly.
Vic puffed out and breath and paced around his room. I could tell just how angry he was. Then he brought his fist back and swung it forward, punching a wall. I gasped and looked at his hand. It was cut and bleeding on his knuckles and his palm was cut where he had dug his nails into his hand. For the first time around Vic I was scared. It struck me that we were alone and I had no way of contacting anyone of if needed them.
"You bitch!" Vic almost cried. "Why don't you care?!"
"You think I don't care?!" I fumed. This time I brought my fist back and forward, it punching Vic right in the eye. He stumbled back and held his eye. I looked and saw just how much my hand was hurting. My knuckles we're red and scratched. I'll probably get all cut and bruised. Then infected. I'll probably get trench foot of the hand and it'll have to be amputated. Then I'll get bullied because I'll be the girl with no hand and kill myself. Well thanks Vic. This is why violence is not the answer. "Stay away from me." I managed to say.
"Get out." Vic said flatly.
"I never want to see you again, Vic. I'm done!" I rushed, holding my good hand in the air in defeat.
"We'll see how long that lasts." Vic said simply.
I shook my head angrily and grabbed my bag. I hurried out of the room because I knew if I stayed I'd do something stupid like forgive him.

Notes

Hey! Soooo what did you think? I've been plotting and I have so many cool things coming up for this story. I'm so excited for everyone to read it! I also got a message from one of you asking if you can sort of do a fanfiction about my fanfiction. You can... Just message me first and give me the link so I can read and always credit me by saying I invented the situation or character. I'm asking that you don't write about my characters while I'm still working on that particular story though. Anyway, you met Linton. How cool is he? How cool is Nel on Halloween? We all know what grown up underwear is, right? But what is going on with Vic? The next chapter will be amazing and all dramatic ahh! :)