Who is she?
786 Words
Kaia, Adan and Astrid hang out at the mall. Kaia had observed how Adan became grim when they walked past the lingerie shop. He hastened his pace and moved far ahead of the girls. They had all helped out at Big K’s earlier and Big K had insisted on giving them some money to get ice-cream. So, here they are.
“Ugh, I am surrounded by weird people!” Kaia scrunches her face in disgust and looks between Adan and Astrid.
“Oh shush. Stop the whining. Here, have a bite.” Astrid lifts a scoop close to Kaia’s mouth and she pushes her hand away.
“Eww. You have garlic in your ice cream.”
“So?” Astrid asks like she really doesn’t see the problem.
“I have to agree, Astrid. That’s disgusting.” Adan shakes his head in a pitiful manner.
“What gives you the right to say that, toothpaste boy?”
Adan chuckles. “Toothpaste over garlic any day.”
“The both of you are disgusting. No picking sides.” Kaia finalizes and she dig back into her own cappuccino flavoured ice-cream. Her thoughts flicker to Bren.
“Stay. Please.” He had said. Her heart rammed unhealthily in her rib cage. It was weird. Unusual. Shira outrightly got up and left, but Rosco stayed a while. When he eventually left, Bren just shut his eyes and fell asleep. Kaia had a feeling he hadn’t slept well even after the competition. Well, he said he was sleep deprived, but he looked so sound as he slept in the most uncomfortable position under a tree, his hands still on Kaia’s wrist. She ended up just watching him till a teacher came to send them both to class.
“What’s on your mind, little K/” Adan props his chin in his hands and stares at Kaia. Astrid joins in.
“Yeah. You seemed to zone out for a little.”
“Well, I was just wondering what you’d do with the walls tomorrow.”
Astrid laughs in a sinister way. “Patience, my dear. Time will tell,” she says in some elderly kind of voice.
“Is that all?” Adan prods, like he knows she’s lying.
“I was thinking about you too.”
Adan clears his throat and leans properly into his seat. “I’m the coolest Student Council President, aren’t I?”
“Sure.” Kaia laughs and is pleased when Adan laughs too. She still feels sorry for ditching him for Bren. Someone slides a paper bag on their table. when they look up, they see a disinterested looking guy wrapped in an apron.
“Which one of you is Adan?” he sounds exactly the way he looks. Bored.
“Me. Is something wrong?”
“Elena Alvarez sent these for you.” and with that, the turns on his heels and drags his feet away from them. Crap. It has to be the same Elena they ran into the last time and it’s obvious with the way Adan’s face becomes gloomy.
“Who’s Elena? Crazy ex/” Astrid taunts but even her taunting holds caution. They can both see that Adan has visibly become upset.
“I need to go.” He stands. The same thing he did the last time.
“I’m coming with you.” Kaia announces and rises too. Astrid joins them.
“Me three.”
Adan watches the both of them with fond, sad eyes. “You don’t have to.”
“But we want to.” Kaia gives him a small smile. “Come on. Let’s go.”
Adan leads the way and they head to the lingerie shop. Elena is gorgeous. If drop-dead gorgeous was a person, she’d be Elena. Her face lights up when she sees Adan.
“Adan! Hi, my dear. What brings you here?” she says in one breath when she gets to them.
Adan holds the bag to her chest. “Take it back.”
“Adan,” she starts “Why should I take it back?”
Adan doesn’t say anything and Kaia and Astrid exchange glances, contemplating their input to the issue.
“Just take it. It’s a gift and I know you’d love it.”
Adan huffs. “You think you know me, Elena?” he walks to the nearest trashcan and tosses the gift bag into it. “You don’t.” He heads for the door and the girls follow him too. When they’re seated back at Big K’s, Astrid asks.
“Uhm, Adan. Who’s Elena?”
Adan swallows the last content of water in his bottle and destroys it with his grip. “My father’s slut.”
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