Stupid Hair And Magic Tricks

Effy chats with Mike but really it's more aggressive flirting they both go back in forth ignoring me completely, I sigh Effy is impossible to get through to when she's chatting up guy. I notice his friends all huddled together goofing around like the dorks they are, the tiny dude smiles and beckons me over I awkwardly shift over offering a nervous smile I hate meeting new people.

Tiny boy smiles " Hey Aleeona right?" I cringe if you wanna piss me off just say my name wrong.

"It's Alyona actually" I correct.

"My bad Jaimes the same he gets pissy when he gets called Jaimee" Tiny replies.

Jaime looks up sweet Jesus its spiky guy from the bus " Hi cello girl nice to formally meetcha"

"Guess you kids already know each other, anywho I'm Vic and ponytail boys Tony"

The quiet dude with the sick braid looks up and smiles murmuring a soft hi, " So as we're all comfy with each other, we should probably tell her about our little club huh?" Jaimes says gesturing to me, I tilt my head 'Club?'

"Yup club we all are a support group for people who are victims of third wheeling it," Jaime points to Effy and Mike.

"OOH" As Effy's best friend I frequently sit by while Effy chats up future fuck buddies, while I awkwardly twiddle my thumbs if anything I'm the third wheel queen.

"It goes both ways for all of us can't let a comrade to watch as Mike turns your friend, into another victim " This time it's Vic talking I snort Effy victim? If anything she'll chew Mike and spit him out just like rest. The bell rings suddenly and all of us shift our weight and breath a collective groan, "Well cello girl nice seeing you again" Jaime says waving as him and his buddies walk off waving from behind his back, I wave back before Effy moves over playfully punching me before scampering off to class.


------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------


I like study hall not as much as music but I still enjoy it, I like how it's the only part of the day where things are quiet. I plop my stuff down pulling out my notebook for bio I had a small quiz today and really needed to study, as last night instead of doing so I fell asleep. I bury my nose in my textbook twirling a rebellious strand of carrot coloured hair, around my index finger I hardly notice when Jaime comes and plops his shit next to me.

"Hey cello girl what brings you to this neck of the woods"

I look up from my notebook forcing a smile there goes the quiet,"Studying this is after all study hall".

"Nah I gotta a noggin of steel studying won't do this brain any good, getting through to it's not worth the effort"

"Well maybe tone it down a bit I gotta cram this all in my head before next period"

"Hey don't be a grump I came to see how my favourite gingers doing"

"Know a lot of red heads ?"

"Not particularly but if I did you'd be my favourite"

"Am I supposed to feel flattered?"

"Nah just thought I'd let you know Al"

"Don't call me Al I'm not a dude!"

"Coulda fooled me"

I punch him in the shoulder Jaime only grins, he ruffles my hair like a child making my scowl deepen. "Your cute when your angry ya know" Jaime smiles propping his face in his hand playfully, "Knock it off" Jaime grins before sifting through his beat up backpack before carefully
pulling out a flier, "I didn't just come over here to annoy you, though that was a definite bonus I wanted to know if you wanted to come see my band play next Saturday?" I take the flier carefully scanning the bold print I quirk an eyebrow "Is their alcohol?" Jaime shakes his head "Not if that's not your thing" he responds carefully choosing words as to not set me off, and not come. "Sure if Effy's going" Jaime smiles wildly before punching the air in celebration "Awesome dude this is gonna be sweet," He says his voice raising with excitement the librarian shushes him, and he lowers his voice, "Guess I'll see you at lunch Miss I gotta hand out these fliers before Friday" Jaime waves and leaves once again he leaves me confused, but most of all intrigued.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Notes

Sorry this was such a small chapter after waiting so long but hope you all enjoy anyway as someone who is actually Russian I enjoy the idea of a girl struggling to remember her culture but also experience life as a teenage girl something I relate to please comment they make me very happy and give me the motivation to continue writing though I have little confidence in my abilities