Regular Sized Headache
1200 Words
By the time Zane rushed into class, Mr. Femando had initiated his lecture and was fully into the spirit of it before he got rudely interrupted by the open door. He scowled at Zane, who looked at him apologetically.
"Fox" he warned angrily, Zane winced and started mumbling excuses and apologies to the irritated looking man, who was in unflattering Sunday slacks that made his bum pop and a blue T-shirt loosely tugged.
Mr. Fernando sent him one last dirty look before continuing his teaching on the board. Zane stalked over and settled next to me with a small smile.
"Hey," he nudged me slightly. My eyes were glued to the board when I mumbled a greeting back. If I took my eyes off the board or the teacher for even a second, everything I had managed to register would disappear.
"I asked Mia out to dinner." He whispered, his voice dripping with excitement. "And she said yes." He added proudly. I slapped my hand against his mouth. The sound drew the attention of a few big-eared kids that were close.
" Shut up Zane. I'm trying to concentrate. " I complained apathetically. I drew my hand away from his lips immediately when he bit my palm. "Wild dog." I hissed at him. He chuckled quietly and sagged.
"Fox, Lane. Don't let me hear a pip from either of you again. " I looked from Zane to the fuming teacher who had one hand on his waist. I nodded curtly.
The rest of the classes passed in a blur. I headed to the cafeteria with Zane contemplating whether to go to dinner with Mia in a tuxedo or casual wear and play it cool. Nonchalant style.
I put down my tray and rubbed my temples tiredly while Zane beamed like an i***t.
"Where will you take her?" I questioned, taking a bite of the overly salted burger, gulping down a huge unlady-like amount of soda from the small can to survive the bite.
" Avelinè palace, downtown, I heard from Harvey and the others that the place is a "Femme's Fave. " He winked charismatically "That's a fancy word for a place women love..."
"I get the message, lover boy." I cut him off, he shrugged and took a bite of his own food. He frowned and attempted to spit out but swallowed instead with a pained expression. I laughed loudly as he gulped down the whole can of soda in one go.
“ That was totally worth my fallacious endurance." My breathing steadied as he glared at me.
"Jesus Syd, you are sadistic." He whirred, still maintaining the look of disgust as his blue eyes fell on the plate. He shivered slightly. "You know I don't do salty." I shrugged and dumped my burger on the table with a retired sigh.
I flung my backpack over my shoulder and got up.
" I promised Mabel I would return some books during lunch break. I had better go before it’s over. She may be a peach, but I heard she could be ferocious to hard-headed kids. " I paused, looking around the clamorous cafeteria.
"And I most certainly don't want to be in here any longer than I want to have that gross burger." I seethed huskily, slipping my hands into the pockets of my baggy cargo pants.
Zane nodded in understanding and stood up too. He swapped my green visored hat to the front and I don't bother to stop him, he does stuff like this all the time for me to complain.
" Great, Harvey and the rest of the team will be meeting in the locker room soon anyway. After school then? I doubt we have any other classes together. " He raked his silky jet-black hair with his finger, shifting it to the other side, making his sharp jawline stand out against his perfectly sculpted face.
"Yeah. See you later ugly. " I started for the entrance which now served as an exit. I thought I heard him say.
"Bye pop."
"Bye, Coco." I snapped back, sticking my tongue out at him, before bolting into the hallway and threading down to the library.
Coco was the name I had given Zane because he wouldn't refrain from calling me poppy. I called him Coco for so long when we were still very little that some of his family started calling him Coco too.
If there was anything I would welcome on a lazy mid-morning, it was the absolute smell of books in the solace of a library. As I marched towards the reception area where Mabel sat, her eyes focused on a book she held.
She looked up when she heard me approach. A small smile-tugging at her lipstick-stained lips. I put the books down before her and she gave me a nod of approval.
“I was hoping you wouldn’t falter.” She grinned, sliding a check-out log at me. I sighed and returned it with a grin.
“I wouldn’t dare…” I mumbled, grinning sheepishly. She frowned and got off her desk, turning around.
“Sydney…” her condescending tone made me slap my palms together in a silent plea.
“ Please Mabel, just give me another week, I’ll return it. I still haven’t finished it yet. ” She pressed her lips together, folding her hands over her chest.
“Nope…”
“Pretty please Mabel.” She sighed warily.
“ Adding pretty doesn’t change anything. But I will comply this once. ” I grinned and muttered quietly.
“Thank you.”
“Although you’ll have to do a favor for me too.” She smirked wickedly.
“A favor?” I asked suspiciously. She nodded, walking towards the shelves to put the books back in, while I trailed behind her quietly.
“You’re aware of the party the basketball captain, Noah, is having this weekend, right?” She asked innocently. I nodded skeptically, then spoke when I realized she had her back to me.
“Yes, my best friend Zane is part of the hosts-ish” I said pointedly. “But how do you know about that?”
“What do you mean?” She answered my question with a question of her own.
“You’re old, old people don’t know about cool stuff, plus the invites haven’t even been sent yet.” She sneered at me, I had to take a step back in-case she swung her hand intrusively.
“ Let’s just say… I have my way, and I’ll have you know I’m not even forty yet, in a few days. Yes! But not yet you… annoying, insensitive… beautiful young teenager. ” She snapped. I bit back a snarky retort and waited for her to continue. When she was done fixing the books on the shelf, she turned to me with a smirk.
“Well then razor mouth, for my favor.” She grinned wickedly. “You’ll need all the luck and perseverance you can get to pull this one-off.” She chuckled softly but in my head it sounded like a cackle and I imagined an elongated tusk emerging from her makeup smothered forehead, making her look surreal.
Oh boy.
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