A Sort of Enemy
756 Words
"Hi, I'm Polly, Jackson right?" I can't see Polly's face but I can imagine the butter wouldn't melt look that goes with that voice. "I just thought I would come and introduce myself and welcome you to the school".
I sit at the table in my usual seat and nod at 47. He nods back. And I have to hold my poker face of indifference as I notice Polly's smile fall slightly.
"Nice to meet you Polly, and...?" 47 looks from Gemma to Tiffany..
"Oh sorry, yes this is Gemma," she point to the girl to her left with a straight jet black Bob, "and this is Tiffany" she then points to her right at Tiffany aka carbon copy of Polly, just a little shorter and hair a little less bright. She just wears a pony tail, I imagine Polly would not be impressed if she copied her patented look.
47 simply nods at both of them.
Polly smiles sweetly at her prey and yep you guessed it, signature hair swirling has started. She completely ignores my existence, but that suits me.
"So Dante is having a party tomorrow night, I wanted to extend the invite so you could get to know everyone"
47 looks at Polly, then his eyes move to me.... then back to Polly, a small smile appears on his lips.
"We would love to come" was his response... wait what...
"What do you mean we?" Polly asks pointedly while tilting her head in confusion.
"Me and Alex of course" 47 replies completely unfazed. Oh god no, he needs to stop talking, I'm not sure were there yet in our site of friendship where what I'm about to do is acceptable, but I kick him under the table and give him my WTF look when he glances my way.
"Alex? Do you have a brother?" Tiffany asks.
"No I mean Alex" he gestures towards me. I quickly put my poker face back on, hoping to look unfazed, and l towards the girls who are ruining my quiet lunch and nod.
"Oh Alex yes if course, I hadn't realised you were friends, well it will be great to see you, if you give me your number I can text you the address". Polly puts her hand out indicating he should hand over his phone.
"I've not got my phone today, just tell me I have a good memory" he smiles at Polly and then takes a swig from his water bottle.
"Oh okay, it's Martin Close, number 4, Party starts at seven thirty, don't be late sugar" with that she winks and strides off.
I watch dumbfounded as she strides away. As soon as she has turned the corner and out of earshot. I turn to 47 who is now tucking into his sandwich "What the hell Jay!" I almost shout.
He giggles, an actual little giggle leaves his mouth, damn that is a sexy sound, how am I suppose to stay mad at him.
"Sorry your right, I should have asked if your available tomorrow night?" He smiles and takes another bite of his sandwich.
"You know that's not why I'm annoyed, you put me on there radar! I have less than 1 year and I'm out!" I start peeling my banana then realise what I've done.
Shit.
Why did I not consider this.
How am I suppose to eat a banana in front of this boy. It's common knowledge what boys think when they see a girl eating a banana.
I'm screwed, I've already peeled it, not to mention I am hungry.
"what radar, and what do you mean out?"
"What?" I ask, oh crap my banana meltdown just left me looking like an i***t. "She's going to hate me, she's decided that you are hers, I heard them talking in the bathroom. And out means OUT, out of here I can get on with my life"
He pulls a face at that, in that moment I put the banana in my mouth, I see the look on his face change and he looks away... I knew it, I bloody knew it was true. I bite the banana and try I do 'indifferent'
"You know your living your life right now, it's not going to suddenly just 'start' when you finish school. Doesn't matter what happens in the world, your life continues whether you like it or not" with that he stands up and walks off.
Well that was odd, but on the plus side I can eat my banana without interruption.
- Writer
