Just A Kiss

Chapter 2

“You looked SO INTO IT!” Maggie laughed. I slapped her shoulder. The car jerked forward.

“Brandie! Keep both hands on the wheel! Please! For the safety of others,” I panicked. Why was she putting on nail polish while driving? Did she want to end her life early? At least let her get through her date with Jade before dying!

“Maggie is right, Tedi. You guys had some chemistry.” M&M muttered from the passenger seat.

I rolled my eyes, “We did not. It was a dare guys. It’s not like I’ll ever see him again anyway. It was one kiss that didn’t mean anything. It was just a kiss.”

Maggie leaned toward me, “Na uh!! I know what you’re thinking about right now! Different positions to fu_” Her spit hit my face and I shoved Maggie away.

“Seriously, Maggie? There’s something called personal space,”

“Maggie, leave Tedi alone.” Brandie called, stopping at a red light, “She’s in denial.”

I groaned, “What is wrong with you people? Are you guys going to be talking about it stupid dare fifty years from now?”

“Yep,” M&M and Brandie called from the front as Maggie said, “No.”

I glanced at Maggie.

She beamed, “Fifty years from now, my husband will be dead and I’ll be sitting in the park with a cane, hitting little children that walk past and yelling at them to stop stepping on my imaginary friend Bob."

The car got silent. That usually happens after Maggie stopped talking. We arrived at Bethel Academy. We pass through the front gates, the gates locking behind us. Goodbye outside work of happiness and hello gloomy school that sucks the life out of me. It sucks to be back.

Brandie parked in the underground garage and we walked up to our dorm. Most kids at this time would be in the library studying for school tomorrow or reading while we go to our dorm, and I jump onto my bed and sleep. Brandie rooms with M&M next door to me and Maggie

My eyes shot open as I heard a saxophone blast. I sat up and glared at Maggie, "Are you serious right now!"

She grinned goofily at me and I chucked my pillow at her, knocking the saxophone out of her hands. It dropped to the floor and I heard something crack. She glared, "It doesn't deserve this treatment,"

"Yeah, neither do my ears." I grumbled, snoozing back to sleep

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I woke up to hearing that saxophone again. I swear am I the only one who HATES that freaking thing? I got up, wiping dirt out of my eyes. I was going to murder Maggie one day. I jumped into my school uniform and slugged a bag over my shoulder. I slammed into someone and grumbled something that sounded like, “sobuhny”. I saw Brandie and M&M at the breakfast table. We had two dorms at Bethel. One for the boy and one for the girls. Each dorm was split into six mini dorms, which consisted of thirty kids who shared five bathrooms and two kitchens pre mini dorm. It was really nice and everyone usually got along. ExpectM&M and Brandie already had to start s**t with other girls.

Hailey Grange walked past me, not even glancing my way. Enemy number 1 on M&M's list is Hailey. Apparently, Hailey shoved her backpack off a booth into mud and didn't apologize. so M&M fought her. The first freakin' day of school. I was amazed that they kept her after that.

“Did you do the AP US History notes?” Ginger Norm, a small freckled faced girl with blond pigtails asked me.

“We had notes?” I gaped.

She smiled, a bit relieved that someone else didn’t do it either, “Oh yea, we’re screwed.”

“It’s till sixth period. We got it!” I high-fived her.

She laughed and walked off.

I sat down with M&M and Brandie. M&M glanced at me, eyes widened and cereal dropped from her agape mouth.

“What?” I cried.

“Holy cheese! That pimple is HUGE!”

I jumped to my feet and raced to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and gasped. It was HUGE! I glared at it. I sighed and pulled out a piece of paper from my backpack. I wrote: Dear Pimple, I am evicting you from my face. I expect you to be gone by tonight. Thank you.

I stared at my note and ran back to my room and stuck it under my bed. I prayed a little and left, slapping a bandage on my forehead. It would at least reduce the redness. I’ll just say someone b***h scratched me in a cat fight. Like anyone would believe I got into a fight. I walked back to the kitchen and only saw Brandie, “Where’s M&M and Maggie?”

“They needed to talk to Mr. Portman.” Brandie smiled widely, phone in hand. Mr. Portman, our super hot Literature teacher. I took a seat next to her and glanced at the clock. 7:45. Ugh... classes start at eight.

“How was your date?” I asked Brandie.

She dropped her phone on the table, “It was amazing. We couldn’t leave campus so, we had a picnic at that one hill and it was just so perfect. The moon was over us and everything. I even kissed him, which I think could have waited till our second date but you know the dare. Jade is amazing.”

“That’s great,”

“We have a second date this weekend and we’re hoping to get off campus. I think we’re going roller_” Jessica Wilkin bumped Brandie’s chair and her words cut short. Brandie burned a hole in the back of Jessica’s head. Long story short, Jessica was Jade’s girlfriend last week. Jade Bryans is never single for long, “What a jealous b***h?”

I shrugged, “Isn’t every girl jealous?”

“You know, Jade has some really nice friends_” I knew where this was going. I got up. Since freshmen year here, Brandie has tried hooking me up with anyone... anything. Last year, she was desperate enough to buy me a vibrator for my birthday. Yea, I know what a sick birthday gift? I threw it away but that night, I really thought. Why didn’t I have a boyfriend? Was I not good enough for any of guys here? I don’t even know how many guys Brandie went through and I know M&M had her guys here and there. Even Maggie has a boyfriend! What was my problem?

Brandie followed me out of the dorm, “I was just mentioning some guys. Geez, you prude.”

“I am not a prude!” I barked. What the hell did prude mean anyway?

She snorted, “Only a prude person would say that.” She sauntered off, her short skirt swishing. Did I see a pink thong? People were so immodest lately. I sauntered to the library, following the stone path.

I had an open hour first period so I decided to be a student aid for the library. Free credit with no work. Well, I was actually suppose to do work but I let Zach handle all that. I went to the front desk and saw Zach Yan. He was scribbling on a piece of paper, a giant book beside him, “Wassup, man?”

He didn’t even glance up, “There is a cart of books for you to return,”

“Uh no. That’s your job. I check people in and see if they have legit passes from teachers not the ones they buy from Will Jacker who can’t spell library right,” I replied.

Zach put his pencil in between his thick book and looked up, “Oh s**t, you look like someone beat the living crap out of you then pooped all over your face,”

“Ha ha, very funny. My stupid Euro teacher sent me an email this morning saying I have a quiz today!” Bags were under his eyes, his eyes bright red. His cheeks were a bit hollow. Poor sophomore.

“I told you to take AP World. Colleges don’t know the different between AP World or AP Euro,” I patted his back feeling compassionate, “You know what? I’ll work on the cart. You finish up.”

Halfway to the backroom and I bumped into my councilor, Miss Heather. She was one of those uber happy chicks that never seem to have a bad day. She always has this creepy smile with her head tilted to the side and amazingly can keep that smile for a good five minutes. It’s freaking creepy.

“Just the person I was looking for!” She grinned blindingly.

I frowned, “Miss Heather, how’s it going?”

“Swell like always. Mind coming to my office with me? We have some things to discuss,” She said. I nodded and followed her to her office. I sat down in a pink chair and stared around the room. I think I’m in a happy asylum. Seriously. Pictures of rainbows and suns were painted across the walls. I think I imagined the unicorn in the back but who knows? It could really be there. I turned to Miss Heather and jumped back. She had that creepy smile on her face, “Jumpy? Don’t worry this isn’t about anything disappointing except I’m a bit disappointed.” She typed extremely fast on her computer. When she was done, she turned the screen to me, “You see, you have an F in AP US History and Chemistry. What is going on in those classes, Tedi?”

Oh... okay, I missed up. Second semester just started, I’m positive I can bring it up but the fact that I past with a 60% last semester isn’t giving me much hope, “I don’t know. I’m going to try harder, I promise.”

She shook her head, “That’s what you said last semester and it didn’t reach our goal of a C-. Remember what I advised for this year?”

Doesn’t she mean ‘threatened’? She seriously threatened me in an uber happy way last time. I never imagined happy being scary but after seeing it, I’ll never doubt Miss Heather again.

I half nodded half shook my head, “A tutor?”

She nodded, “Yes! And I think I found the perfect person for you. He’s a new student who will be starting tomorrow. He won’t be starting classes till next week so this week, you can show him around and he can tutor you for two hours every night. Wow, killing two birds with one stone. Oh... I don’t like to be violent so caging two birds with one trap but I’m against animal cruelty_”

“Two hours?” I whined. OMFG, two hours with a freaking geek. I’m going to die from boredom!

“I was actually thinking about three hours but_”

“Two hours is just fine,” I interrupted her, “is this all?”

She tilted her head to the side and smiled. Oh cheese, “Yep. Unless you have something to say?”

“Uh... no,” Actually, I wanted to cuss her out and paint X’s over her stupid sun and rainbow wallpaper. I got up and walked out.

I really wanted to rip my hair out right now.