Navigating Cute Boys and Frogs

Boys Suck (Lindsey’s POV)

     After a quick shower, I throw my hair up in a messy bun and apply alittle bit of mascara and some lip gloss. I was never really into wearing a lot of make up but I have decided to head to the mall and spend alittle bit of the money my aunt paid me over the summer for doing some work at her gym. I just want to get a couple make up staples I’ve never really used, but decided last night I love the way they look on me. I might even find a cute new outfit for school tomorrow. As I’m heading out the door, Aria calls me, “Hey Jenny decided to have a meeting today for cheer, Jules sprained her ankle Friday night and can’t cheer for atleast the next week, so we need to switch up our fliers before the game on Friday.” 

     “Awe poor Jules, but okay what time?” I question.

      “She said 1:00 at the high school gym. She’s going to send out a group text, but I figured I would call you since I already knew.” Aria rambles. 

      “Sounds good, see you then!” I hang up and begin my drive to the mall. I have about 2 hours before I need to head into the school so I have plenty of time to find the necessities I’m looking for.

      After an hour and forty five minutes, I walk back to my car carrying all the goodies I found. I bought a new mascara, two new lip glosses, a light weight foundation, and two different golden shades of eye shadow. After I left Ulta, I want to Old Navy and found a couple cute shirts, two of which were crop tops and wouldn’t normally buy, but with high waisted jeans I found my stomach didn’t really show that much. I was happy with the things I purchased, and it gave me confidence when I wore the make up last night and I really liked the outfit Aria picked for me too. I was excited for school to start tomorrow. I drive into the school, thinking about what I’m going to look like tomorrow with a smile on my face. 

     Once I pull into school, I grab my gym back full of exercise clothes just in case we end up practicing, when Aria yells at me across the lot, 

       “Move your ass Linds!” She shouts at me. I laugh and jog over to her wrapping my arm into hers. Aria looks ahead and starts glaring, “Ugh, it’s bad enough she was sucking face with Logan, now she has to put her disgusting claws into the new kid too.” 

      I look in the direction she’s glaring, and sure enough Amber has her arm wrapped in none other than Jonas’ arm. They look like a couple when I notice Amber’s stupid face pull upward into a megawatt smile at something Jonas said. I won’t lie and say that it doesn’t hurt. I thought he was into me too, but seeing him with Amber just solidifies what I originally thought, Jonas is a playboy with a big ego. Not wanting Aria to say something to them, or embarrass myself by her feeling bad for me, i shrug my shoulders, 

     “Amber really is lowering the amount of boys at this school we can date safely without catching some kind of STD.”

     Aria cackles next to me, “isn’t that the truth? Jason knows that if he goes anywhere near that lunatic, we are NEVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER!” We both bust up laughing at her reference to Taylor Swift and head through the doors of the gym, that Amber and Jonas just walked through. When we get inside Amber is standing beside one of her minions, Leah, talking about Jonas likes he’s already her boyfriend. 

      “This morning we had breakfast together and he drove me to the meeting today because he had a football try out with his coach at the same time. Girl he’s so fine, I’m pretty sure by the end of the week, he’ll be my boyfriend” Leah and Amber both start cackling at each other, but I’m instantly pissed. 

      I try my best to hide it and walk away to stand on the other side of the gym. I don’t know why I am obsessing over Jonas, I barely know him. More than anything it irritates me that Amber not only had Logan, who I thought was going to be my boyfriend this year, but now Jonas, who I thought was my knight in shining armor. It seems like I’m going to have to find someone way below her radar to even be able to have a boyfriend my senior year. I’m trying really hard to not be insecure or compare myself to Amber. I’m kicked from my thoughts when Aria gives my hand a squeeze with a sympathetic look on her face. I guess I’m going to have to work on my poker face if I want to fool my best friend. Boys really did suck!