I tucked part of my brown hair behind my ear, and glanced backwards at the hottie behind us.
“Alitra.”I whispered.
She couldn’t hear me over the hords of people surrounding us, so I gently nudged her shoulder.
She turned and I pointed at the blonde haired, blue eyed, Hitler perfect guy standing in line behind us. And I must add, he was GORGEOUS…way GORGEOUS.
Her blue eyes widened , and I shook my head.
“Yeah! Can you say ten-point-oh??!” I exclaimed.
“Definitely.” She laughed. “but he is NOTHING compared to my man.”
I smiled, but in my head disagreed with that statement. I’m not saying he was a DOG or anything, he was actually pretty hott, but he definitely didn’t stand up to Mr.WOOT-WOOT behind us.
“Pssshhhhtt.” I play pushed her and we both giggled.
It was starting to drizzle, and this annoyed me. When your at a fair, rain isn’t the best weather.
We were at the fair. Also, it made my hair frizz up like no other. I mean, come ON! I had spent at least 20 minutes straightening it to perfection, and it rains. Ugh.
“Listen.” I state to Alitra. “We’ve been waiting in line for at least 15 minutes for a freaking corndog. There ARE other food stands around here.” I crossed my arms, and raised an eyebrow at my best friend.
With black hair, and blue eyes, she had to be one of the most beautiful girls I know. How she came to be MY best friend, I have no idea. Well, actually, I think our love of pop-tarts with butter could have helped, but other than that, I’m clueless.
She should be hanging out with the “in” crowd. The looks, the brains, the BOYS. She’s got it all. But she prefers the company of MUAH over that of brainless twits.
Im not saying I’m a loser, I’m just not prom queen material. I have bright green eyes, and hair that naturally waves just to my shoulders. STRAIGHTENER=LIFE SAVER. I wouldn’t call myself fat, whatsoever, but I do NOT diet, and I do NOT exersize. My size 8 body is just fine with me. Except for when I’m standing next to Alitra’s size 5.Ahhh….the wonder of metabolism.
“Awh, come on, I’m hungry. And what’s the point of leaving after we’ve been here for so long?? Quit being so impatient! Patience is a virtue. DUH Mazzily. Didn’t your mother teach you that??”
I had to laugh at the mock seriousness of her face.
“Actually, the only thing my mother taught me was how to do laundry And I still can’t do it without shrinking my favorite jeans or leaving gum in my pocket. Patience has no room in my vocabulary.”
The line moved up, and we went along with it. Even though I didn’t want to wait in line, I was also starving. The smell was making my mouth water, and my stomach growl. LOUDLY.
She gave me a knowing look and I pretended not to notice. haha.
After about 5 more minutes we made it to the front of the line, and SURPRISE, SURPRISE, guess who was working there???
Kaydeen. Translation…Alitra’s “beloved” boyfriend. Bleck.
These two were so lovey dovey it made Romeo and Juliet look like a children’s book. It often made me sick. Alitra stood on her tiptoes and grabbed Kaydeen’s long, Shaggy brown hair and planted one rite on his lips. After tongue started getting involved, I intervened.
“Excuse me.”I stated loudly. “I’m hungry, and I’m sure these nice people behind me are too.”
I smiled sweetly as they pulled away and glared.
“So, I want two corndogs, and a mountain dew.” I replied to their stares. Alitra finally smiled and Kaydeen just shook his head.
“Coming right up.” Kaydeen replied and turned with an evil smile. Oh god. He might taint my food!
“Alitra, control your hormones. Please.”
“Haha.” she said sarcastically, leaning against the side of the stand. “I’ll be sure to save your virgin eyes from that sight next time Mazz.”
“Psshhht. Yu made me lose my eye virginity a long time ago, Al.” I fake shuddered and proceeded to pull my hair into a messy bun. No use keeping it down now.
“How the hell does your hair stay so….perfect?” I asked.
She picked up a strand on her elbow length raven colored hair and inspected it.
“Honestly, I don’t know.” she dropped it and smiled cockily. “I love it.”
“Yeah. Me too.” I replied sourly. She then made a stupid face, and we both ended up laughing.
That’s another reason me and her are best friends. She’s the only person who gets my stupid sense of humor, and I’m the only person who gets her sense of humor. Everyone else just think were weird.
“Here’s your corndogs.” Kaydeen handed me my corndogs and continued to hand me my Mountain Dew.
I smiled wide.
“Thank you very much. ”I said cheerily. He shook his head once again and smiled a teensy bit. Hah. I love that boy. As a friend, of course.
After Altitra ordered, and got her food, with one last quick kiss, we continued to look for a picnic table to eat at.
“So.” I said, as we sat down on an old, warn down table.
“Exactly HOW FAR have you and Kaydeen gone?” I bit into my corndog greedily, and watched while Alitra devoured her first bite of funnel cakes. Ahh. The greatness of food.
She licked some powdered sugar off her lips and frowned.
“Well, not very far. I mean, we make out pretty hardcore. But, he never goes any farther, and every time I try, HE’S the one who tells ME to stop.”
I was shocked at this assessment. I raised my eyebrows and swallowed fast.
“What the heck?!” I said. “You guys are SO touchy all the time.”
“I know,” she replied. “and even when we are alone he is. But just that much. He never gets any TOUCHIER.” she shrugged and took another bite.
“I don’t know what’s up with him. Soon, though, im going to mention it to him.”
I was surprised she hadn’t already. Alitra was always pretty outspoken.
I remember in sixth grade, after she had first moved here, to West Virginia. when she had no friends. Always sitting alone at lunch, never having a partner in class, she was an outcast. Not because she was ugly, or stupid, but because she would never talk to anybody. If you ever tried, she’s just ignore you. I always had felt bad for her.
My group of friends always thought she was conceited. I didn’t. I knew the story. Since my mother is the local known doctor, she had done the check-up in Alitra when she had first got adopted into a family. Alitra had come from an orphanage. She had no idea how to be social. So, I took her under my wing. After a while, she started warming up to me, and quit ignoring me. For the longest amount of time, I was the only person she would talk to. Then, by eighth grade, she was quite the social butterfly. And my best friend. We were now juniors in high school.
“Good.“ I replied. Okay, so here’s the truth. I have a little crush on Kaydeen. I know, so wrong. But there was something about him that had always drawn me towards him. His careless attitude, maybe. His looks. His confidence. Something. We’ve been friends since junior high and I’ve liked him just that long. It’s like a lingering crush. Nothing major. Therefore, I never told Alitra. And I never will.
It didn’t really help that I didn’t date. I mean, I got asked out plenty, but I never gave anyone a chance. My only REAL boyfriend was the summer before my freshmen year. He broke my heart. I know it wasn’t REAL love but it still hurt. If not real love hurt that bad I’d hate to know how badly REAL love would hurt. SO I never gave anyone a chance again. And I don’t plan on it anytime soon.
“Yeah. I just don’t understand why he’s doing it though.” she got quiet with thought and I stared off in the distance. That happens a lot with me. My mind just gets so overwhelmed, and I just…..float off. Into my mind space.
Soon, though, our thoughts were interrupted. By Joe. Oh, wow. What to say about Joe. THE funniest person I know, no doubt. Tall, blonde hair. Kind of cute, but not TOO good looking. One of my best guy friends.
“Hey ladies. What are you up to this beautiful evening?” he said sarcastically, plopping down beside me. I finished off the rest of my corndog and threw the stick at his head.
He caught the stick as it bounced of his head and glared at me playfully.
“You will pay for that, young lady.”
I just laughed and snatched it back out of his, to throw in the trash can.
“We must never litter.” I said with mock seriousness, and hopped up, to the nearest trashcan.
When I came back, Al and Joe were laughing at something I had missed. Something to do with me, the way their eyes were darting to me, and each other.
I glanced down at myself, wondering what they found so hilarious, but found nothing.
“What?”I growled. It really annoys me when people do this.
“Nothing.Nothing.” Joe choked out.
I glanced at Alitra, and her face was still red from laughing.
My hands on my hips, I glared at them both.
“WHAT is so funny?!” I demanded.
Finally, Joe had enough breath to explain.
“We were just talking about how there is a huge wad of gum on your ass.”
He said casually. But about 3 seconds after the statement, another round of hysterics started.
“Ugh!” I huffed, and twisted myself around to look at my bottom. Sure enough, the biggest wad of gum I’ve ever laid eyes on was stuck on my jeans. Great. How embarrassing was this.
“Guys, this isn’t funny.” I muttered, but couldn’t help but giggle. It was funny. And so my luck.
Thank goodness, it’s Friday.
Drama
Created on 11-16-08
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