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---"Bitter For Sweet" Sec XXIII---
Bitter For Sweet
Sec XXIII
(Split POV)
<<Aiden's POV>>
The Alt Girl's table seemed so far away from my own I didn't think I could make it all the way over there. I gulped hard, my palms getting sweaty. But maybe Julie and Brendon were right, I needed a girlfriend to get some excitement in my life.
"Erm...Uh...Hi," I said, once I dangerously and clumsily made my way over to her table after avoiding tripping over a busboy whom I hadn't noticed had been crouching down and picking up something from the floor. I missed him. Barely.
Alt Girl looked up at me from her hard cover book, her face as serious as hell. I was easily intimidated.
Sec XXIII
(Split POV)
<<Aiden's POV>>
The Alt Girl's table seemed so far away from my own I didn't think I could make it all the way over there. I gulped hard, my palms getting sweaty. But maybe Julie and Brendon were right, I needed a girlfriend to get some excitement in my life.
"Erm...Uh...Hi," I said, once I dangerously and clumsily made my way over to her table after avoiding tripping over a busboy whom I hadn't noticed had been crouching down and picking up something from the floor. I missed him. Barely.
Alt Girl looked up at me from her hard cover book, her face as serious as hell. I was easily intimidated.
"Umm..., My name's Aiden."
She glared, smirking at me. "That was nice of you to mock my wardrobe,
only because you don't like the band. You can leave now," she replied
coldly.
"No! My name really is
Aiden." I took out my chain wallet from where it was hanging out of my
right leg pocket, fumbled with it, and handed over my Hawthorne High
Boarding School ID.
She took it, studied it for a moment, and then handed it back to me. "Well, Aiden Bouvier, my name's Kayla."
"Well, what's a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?" I asked,
trying to sound like one of those bad-ass hunks who get all the girls
in the movies. How I'd die to be one of them right now!
She smiled a creepy crazy psychotic smile "I like it here, it's such a bea-ooo-tiful place!"
"Well, can I join you?"
The
Alt Girl gave me a side-long glance and took a long while before
finally nodding. Slowly, carefully, I took a seat next to her. "So, you
like reading, huh?"
"I'm a writer."
I raised my eyebrows just slightly. "Oh? I'm a graphic novel artist."
She wrinkled up her nose in disgust. "EWW!" She stuck out her tongue. "I hate comic books!!"
"Graphic novels," I corrected.
"Whatever! Hey, aren't those things for geeks or something, weenie? Geeks are weenies!"
I didn't respond. What was I suppose to say to that?
She sipped from her coke. "Umm! I luv Coca-Cola and whoever invented it! Kisses to them! Don't cha think?"
"I-I don't drink coke. I like Hansen's drinks. I can't drink caffeine, I'm a strict straight-edger."
She threw a napkin at me. "Straight-edger, schemed-wedger! You can't be free with so much rules!"
"Umm, do...Do you know that it's called Coca-Cola because they actually
used to put coke--" I tried to change the subject before she cut me off.
"Yuck! History!" She rolled her eyes at me as if I was the most annoying and absurd person in the world. "Booooring! Double yucky, weenie!"
Oh, fuck! How was I gonna make it through this alive?! Is this the way all the girls always were? I pouted. But it wasn't like that in the movies...
<<Brendon's POV>>
"Oh, just look at them!" I told Julie. "They're so freakin' happy! And they're flirting!"
Julie looked over at Aiden and Alt Girl and nodded as she took a bite of pizza.
"Yummy, Yummy, rub my tummy!" I exclaimed, and Julie giggled, feeding me pizza.
<<Addie's POV>>
Michael had taken me out of Hawthorne early Friday evening right after
school to bring me home with him, so I didn't even get to say goodbye
to Jade.
Ack. The house was squeaky-clean and didn't look lived-in at all. The kitchen was full of stainless-steel appliances, everything so dead and cold. There was apparently nothing for me to do here and I really missed Jade.
I sat down at the dining room table with Michael. "Oh, get some of those ham sandwiches and eat it before they turn bad, Addie."
"I don't eat meat, I'm vegetarian," I reminded him for the hundredth time.
He rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Kids are so weird these days. Hey, I have an appointment on Tuesday with the doctor. I think that cough I had is acting up again."
"You should take some cough medicine."
"Nah, nah! That stuff can kill you!"
I looked at him puzzled. "Medicine?"
"Yeah, the sales are going down way more than last year..."
It took me a minute to realize that he wasn't talking to me, but into his Blue-tooth headset. I sighed. He was ignoring me. I was his freakin' daughter and business seemed to be more important than me. I couldn't believe we couldn't even have a decent conversation anymore. Ever since my mother's death, he had turned into a workaholic to avoid having to talk to me about it or think about it at all.
I sighed, wondering how things were back at school...
<<Aiden's POV>>
"So, how was she?" Julie queried once I was back at the table with them. Alt Girl, or better said Kayla, had left so I was released back here.
I looked at her. Julie and Brendon were giving me big grins. "Um, she's cute, but she's not my type, as I told you before you sent me over there," I replied.
Actually, Alt Girl was the most annoying person I had ever met. She wasn't cute....Not that cute, anyway.
"Did you get her number?" Brendon asked. I nodded and took it out of my pocket, handing it to him. "Okay, you deserve another chance. I'll set you guys up on another date!" he told me cheerfully.
Ack. The house was squeaky-clean and didn't look lived-in at all. The kitchen was full of stainless-steel appliances, everything so dead and cold. There was apparently nothing for me to do here and I really missed Jade.
I sat down at the dining room table with Michael. "Oh, get some of those ham sandwiches and eat it before they turn bad, Addie."
"I don't eat meat, I'm vegetarian," I reminded him for the hundredth time.
He rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Kids are so weird these days. Hey, I have an appointment on Tuesday with the doctor. I think that cough I had is acting up again."
"You should take some cough medicine."
"Nah, nah! That stuff can kill you!"
I looked at him puzzled. "Medicine?"
"Yeah, the sales are going down way more than last year..."
It took me a minute to realize that he wasn't talking to me, but into his Blue-tooth headset. I sighed. He was ignoring me. I was his freakin' daughter and business seemed to be more important than me. I couldn't believe we couldn't even have a decent conversation anymore. Ever since my mother's death, he had turned into a workaholic to avoid having to talk to me about it or think about it at all.
I sighed, wondering how things were back at school...
<<Aiden's POV>>
"So, how was she?" Julie queried once I was back at the table with them. Alt Girl, or better said Kayla, had left so I was released back here.
I looked at her. Julie and Brendon were giving me big grins. "Um, she's cute, but she's not my type, as I told you before you sent me over there," I replied.
Actually, Alt Girl was the most annoying person I had ever met. She wasn't cute....Not that cute, anyway.
"Did you get her number?" Brendon asked. I nodded and took it out of my pocket, handing it to him. "Okay, you deserve another chance. I'll set you guys up on another date!" he told me cheerfully.
"But Bren--," I protested.
"Aiden, give it up!" Julie cut me off. "You need to be with someone.
You can't hide from love forever. It's okay if you're nervous..."
I sighed, wishing they would listen to me for once...
* * *
<<Ryan's POV>>
I had caught the bus back to Hawthorne. I sat next to some pretty
nasty-looking hobos, and some pissed-off nannies who weren't in control
of their dirty, sticky-fingered kids. I held back the urge to throw
up because the person in front of me smelled like rotten cheese and
slightly of poop.
But I hadn't another choice. It was the only free seat that I could
find. I sure as hell didn't wanna stand up near the hobos who brought
their bags of cans to sell and shitty belongings, or next to the
annoying blabber-mouthed woman with the fanny pack and shades who was
willing to speak to anyone whether they wanted to or not. She was now
terrorizing her new victim, a, like, twenty year old chick.
"Oh, I love your earrings! Oh, your shirt, it's from the thrift store,
isn't it? Gross! My friend Sherline's uncle used to own one just like
it, and the poor old man died in it..."
My stop finally came and I practically skipped all the way back to the
school, which was, indeed, a long paved role on a hill.
My legs ached, but I finally made it there. I made my way down to the
boys' dorm hall to change my jeans since they'd gotten full of mud at
the ends.
"Hey, Aiden," I heard a voice say from behind me. It was a voice I
knew, Pete's. I turned around and caught sight of something I thought
I'd never see. Pete Wentz, my biggest crush-to-end-all-crushes was
kissing Aiden Bouvier.
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