French Kiss

"Mike, you gotta wake up!" Something threw itself on me and I groaned under its weight, the thing eagerly patting my face with damp hands as I tried to fight it off. "Miiike," my brother whined. "C'mon, we have to go pick up Cece!"

I opened my eyes and let them focus on Vic who had already straightened his hair and brushed his shining white teeth. He was already dressed in cargo shorts and one of his tye-dye hoodies with a beanie planted firmly on his head. "I can't get up if you're going to sit on my legs all morning," I yawned. "Gerrup."

Vic wrung his hands sheepishly but stood up anyway. "Sorry, I'm just really excited you know?" he said. "I mean, Cecil's finally here and-"

"And you could never dream of having someone so remarkable here in Cali," I interrupted. He'd said it numerous times after finding out some girl he'd met on Skype would be moving from France to the US, specifically San Diego, California. They'd become friends after she'd asked to practice her English woth him. I hadn't met Cece, in person or online, but Vic seemed to like her a lot. He was always laughing in his room and blissfully grinning whenever he got the chance to falk about her. Even though it was weird at first, I liked knowing Vic had a girl to talk to. It was about time he got a girlfriend and if this chick was the one then good for both of them. Vic watched me like a hawk as I slid into some black skinnys and a yellow t-shirt that might've actually been Tony's. It probably was. It smelled like Tony and had the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on it. I'd have to give it back to him later.

I walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth and fix my hair, Vic blabbering happily behind me. He picked up one of my hoodies for me as I nodded along to his monologue which was something about all the places he wanted to show Cece first. Eventually we went downstairs where Mom handed me a bagel as I slipped on shoes and stumbled outside to Vic's piece of shit Nissan. "You're not bringing your bag?" Vic wondered, unlocking the car doors.

"It's just first day bull shit. I don't need anything," I shrugged, throwing his own backpack into the backseat. Vic had meticulously cleaned his car out I noticed. All of the empty McDonald's bags, Subway wrappers, and 7/11 Big Gulp cups were missing. There was even a little car freshner attached to one of the air vents to make it smell clean. "Trying to impress your girlfriend?" I laughed.

Vic shot me a look as he started the car. "She's not my girlfriend, Mike," he stated. "She's a friend."

"Friend with benefits?" I teased. Vic smacked my arm before pulling out of the driveway. "So where does this chick even live?" I questioned. "Are we going out of our way to get her?"

"No. She's at the apartments that are like, two blocks from Jaime's."

"Fun."

"Just don't...say anything weird, please."

"Is asking her when you're getting married weird?"

"Shut up." I laighed and Vic turned on the radio to tune me out. He was right, we didn't have to go far to reach the apartment complex by Jaime's. Vic made me get out of the front seat because apparently Cece was going to sit there. I groaned and leaned against the car while we waited for her to come outside.

"So loke, if she's French doss that mean she's going to take hours to get ready every morning?" I joked. "Since they're all about fashion and stuff."

Vic played with his phone. "I don't know," he mumbled. We waited for what felt like ever before some girl came outside. She wore tight black skinnys that looked painted on her stick figure legs with a matching black jacket and grey scarf. Red hair was twisted into a messy bun and Vic's sudden grin led me to believe this was Cece. The girl came over to us with little Prince looking heels clicking across the pavement and a redlipped grin stretched across her face. "Cece!" Vic greeted, throwing his arms out for her.

The girl hugged him and kissed both of his cheeks three times, making Vic go red in the face. "Victor!" she beamed, though she said it more like "veek-tor." "Ca va, mon cher?"

"I'm good," Vic smiled. "Cece, this is my brother, Mike. Mike, this is Cece." I gave her a nod though Cece just stared at me. "We have to go pick up two of our other friends before we get to school, alright?"

"Yes," Cece agreed.

Vic beamed as he opened the car door for her. "Great. You and Tony should have classes together and you might have some with Mike. I was thinming we could stop somewbere for breakfast before we go too..."

Vic droned on as he got Cece in the car, droned on when both of us got in, droned on when we picked up Tony and Jaime too. He just kept rambling to her but she didn't seem to mind. Cece laughed at his dumb jokes and asked him questions during our drive. At least Vic finally found his own friend and even if he was socially awkward, I was just glad to see him happy for once.

Notes

This is a weird chapter. My computer's a piece of shit amd this is a reboot I just typed on my phone (I hate typing on my phone) so sorry if it's not that great :X