Kiss and Makeup

I pushed my shaggy blonde bags out of my eyes and looked up. In the small room, I had pasted glowing space objects, like planets and stars, onto the ceiling. They were my morning ritual to look at.

I rolled out of the bed and my toes shivered on the chilly wood floor. I quickly threw off my night T-shirt, shoved on a blue button down and jeans and black heelies and trudged through the hall to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Abby," Mom smiled, cheerfully frying an egg.

I smiled at her and collapsed into one of the wooden kitchen chairs, as she plopped an egg onto my plate.

"Thanks, Mom. Is Dad back yet?"

Mom ran her fingers through her short auburn hair."Not yet."

My Dad being an emergency room doctor, he often disappeared in the wee hours of the night to stitch up some mortally injured dude. Sometimes he took a while to get back.

Breaking me out of my trace, my eyes caught a flash of bright yellow out the window. The bus!

"Gotta go, Mom, love you," I called as I swung my backpack on and ran through the front door.

I dashed to the bus and hopped in right before the doors swishes close. My eyes scanned the rows of seats for my best friend, Hendrix. Her real name is something else I won't say, but she will be fast to sucker punch you in the gut of anyone dares utter it.

"Abby! Over here!"

I spin around. She must've gotten on right after me!

"Hey, Hendrix!" I grin.

She puts an arm around my shoulder, her messenger banging noisily against her hip, and steered us to a seat near the back. I sat down happily.

"Math test today. Ugh. Why don't they just do Chinese water torture on is instead?" Hendrix groaned.

I don't respond, instead focusing on the girl down the aisle. Claire Hudgens. The most popular, perfect girl in the world. Chatting it up with her best friend, Brayleigh.

"Your so dramatic, Bray, your totally smart! You will ACE this math test!" Claire gushes.

Brayleigh smiles weakly. "You don't have to sugar coat it, Claire. You know I fail epically at math. Much less tests in general!

"Not true! Don't be so hard on yourself!" Claire exclaims.

Suddenly, a hard, pointy fingernail taps on my shoulder. I blink and turn around. Hendrix has her arms crossed.

"Lost in the land of Claire? Along with pretty much everyone else?" she grumbles.

"I'm sorry, I just-"

OH. MY. GOSH. Was I imagining it? No! It was real!

Claire just secretly held Jason Blake's had more than your supposed to when you pass someone a fresh pencil!




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I felt butterflies. This was so bad!

Azalea and Jason had been dating since 7th grade- yet they were so different! Fun, crazy, headstrong, independant Azalea and shy, nerdy, nervous Jason.

They could be found strutting down the halls holding hands, snuggling at lunch under the big pine tree and feeding eachother the nasty cafeteria chili fries. It was so cute, it made me sick.

Claire, little miss perfect, was into HIM??? It didn't make sense! I had to investigate later on.

Suddenly, I realized words were still babbling out of my mouth to Hendrix. I heard myself; "I wasn't even looking at her, I SWARE, I saw a cool cloud that was...um... Shaped like a a skull!"

"Okaaaay", Hendrix frowned. She glanced over at Claire. "Ugh. Such a Goody-Two-Shoes!"

I rolled my brown eyes."Just because your the only one with the nerve to shoplift ripped leather jeans from Hot Topic doesn't mean that everyone else is all law abiding. I bet she steals loose candy from Chevron's!"

Hendrix burst out laughing. "Her?! That skinny, toned little shrimp? Eating CANDY?"

"Fine", I blushed. "But I'm just trying to say that maybe she does some bad things too!"

The bus halted and parked in front of Washington High School, a typical school. Groups of cheerleaders giggled and gossiped by the gym doors, watching a herd of jocks mess around and do stuff with a ball. The loners leaned against the modern glass walls, observing the kids. Sone of them read books, mostly nerds.

Without a word, I pushed past everyone to get out of the bus first. On the last step on the stairs, my foot caught on the strap of Claire's gym bag. Claire shrieked and slipped onto the sidewalk, her manicured nails clutching the bag.

A stampede of kids trampled me and ran to help her. As I grudgedly smoothed my hair and picked up my bag, I saw Jason help Claire up. They had those-those LOOKS where you know they are fooling around. I knew it!

"Are you okay?"

Expecting Hendrix, I whirled around. It was Azelea. Hendrix must have left without me.

"Yeah, I guess so. Thanks," I replied, letting her help me up.

"No prob. Hey, why do you have that funny look on your face?" Azalea asked slowly.

I bit my lip and made my best poker face. "Nothing."

"Oh," she sighed."Hey, I know I don't really know you, but can you give me some advice?"

I was surprised. This happy, successful girl was asking a total dork for advice? But I awkwardly nodded.

"I think Jason is cheating on me."

I almost spit out my Gatorade on her. I totally never imagined that stuff! What should I say?

"Aw," I shrugged coolly. "Don't worry about it. Why would he cheat on you? Something else is happening and you should talk to him!"

She nodded and let out a deep breath."Yeah, your right, I am totally overeacting. Well, thanks for the advice?"

She stalked away to Jason and I stood there in shock. Why was all this happening?

 

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In class, I sat in the tiny chairs and looked around. Hendrix plopped down into the seat beside me.

"Hendrix, why did you leave without me?" I croak.

She snorts."This isn't Sugar and Spice Town. I'm not a cliquey, sugary princess who goes to the bathroom in pairs. Whatever."

Figured she would react that way. Ugh. I try to focus on Mr. Vonn rattling on about the French Revolution, but can't seem to focus.

I see Caroline Walters in the front row, sweetly eyeing the teacher and paying rapt attention. She batted her light colored eyelashes and smiled hugely. She probably sleeps with him too, I thought, chuckling.

Just then, Caroline whispers something to me. Something that I can't hear. I walk down the narrow aisle between all the desks and tap her.

"What do YOU want?" Caroline snarls, whipping her curly blonde hair on her shoulder.

"Um. You whispered to me."

She rolls her eyes. "I was TALKING to Claire. Trying to, anyway. Why on earth would I ever talk to a loser like you?"

I turn scarlet and quickly scurry back to my seat before I can explode in her face. Geez!

Just then, Mr. Vonn angrily slaps his long ruler onto my desk. I gasp and fumble to sit up straight.

"Looks like someone is having trouble paying attention, eh? Perhaps Principal Tate can help you focus, Miss Walker. Go ahead!" he snaps.

I blush furiously and can't take my eyes off the floor. I struggle to stand up and sprint out of the room.

 

In the principals office, I am crammed into a tiny plastic chair in front of Principal Tate's huge oak desk.

"I understand you were having trouble paying attention in class," she finally says.

I shrug."I guess so."

She smiles a bit."And some attitude. Well, I think that an apology to Mr. Vonn and better behavior in the future will do just fine as a consequence. Hopefully it won't be too hard."

I nod and thank her and step into the main office. To my surprise, Claire and Jason are anxiously sitting in the waiting room chairs.

"First time?" I joke.

Claire nods sadly."We were passing notes."

"You-you WERE, were you?" J stammered, my heart skipping a beat."Di-did Mr. Vo-Vonn ta-ta-ta-take it?"

Jason looks at me suspiciously."Why?"

"No-no rea-reason, uh, ju-just I, um, kno-know... How you fe-feel."

He nods dubiously and I bolt from the room and to my classroom. I breathlessly apologize to my teacher and all the while think, I have GOT to read that note!!!!

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After class, I leaned on my locker and watches my dreamy crush, Josh.

His gorgeous black hair shone out in the group of boring boys he was with. Man, he was so awesome and funny and sweet! I loved him!

Hendrix crossed her arms gleefully and stood in front of me."You are now officially a bad girl!"

"No, no!" I cried. "I didn't even really get in trouble, right?"

I casually looked over her shoulder at Josh. Hendrix shifted her weight on her metal-buckled combat boots and blocked my view again.

"ABBY!" She screams.Everyone in the hallway slowly turned towards me."Stop stalking Josh!"

AHHHHH! SHE SAID THAT AND HE WAS RIGHT FRIGGING THERE!

I snatched her arms in a deathgrip and dragged her into the girls bathroom. I locked the door on a handicap stall and burst into tears.

"I cannot believe you just said that!" I sobbed."He was right there! Josh heard everything!"

Hendrix looked uncomfortable. She picked at a hole in her black, ripped lace/fishnet stockings. She bit down her purple-stained lower lip.

I curled up into a ball next to the toilet and cried into my knees hysterically. Hendrix awkwardly walked over.

"Er, I'm sorry, Abby. I think it's okay. No one will care."

I looked up furiously."Sometimes I don't even understand why were friends! Don't you understand?"

"No!" Hendrix bellowed."I don't underhand why your crying your eyes out over some dumb jock! It's just a BOY!"

I screamed and stormed out. I was about to exit the restroom doors when I stopped in my tracks.