Stupid Cupid

Yes, I am a Pokemon master; Bow to me.

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Excuse the mistakes

Dedicated to ZakahRobinson, who made the banner on the side. Thanks hun!

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“You’re so boring!”

I swiveled around in my desk chair to see Zephyr flopped across my bed on her back, with her head at the footboard. Zephyr had commandeered one of Thomas’s mini soccer balls, and for the past fifteen minutes, she’d just been laying there throwing it up and down.

“Why are you still here, then?” I asked, rolling my eyes. She’d been here since we finished teaching at the studio, which was a little over two hours ago. Her complaining was really getting on my nerves; it wasn’t like I could control the amount of homework I had for tomorrow.

“My parents warned me they had a lot to talk about tonight,” Zephyr said, sitting up lazily, “Which we all know means that they’re going to be having tons of sex of the kinky variety.”

“Oh, Zeph, I really didn’t need the visual,” I stated, quickly shutting my eyes and shaking my head. I’d known Zephyr’s parents forever, and the mental image of them getting busy in some weird way was not something I needed.

Zephyr laughed, and I turned back to my computer and resumed typing up my lab report. “How long are you going to be here?” I asked without looking back at her, “Parker’s coming over soon because we have to write something for health class.”

“Ooh, really?” Zephyr replied, and my bed creaked as I heard her bounce off of it. Suddenly, Zephyr’s body was right next to mine, and her face was less than two inches from my face. The girl had serious boundary issues.

“Take a step back, Zeph, before I shove my pen in your arm.”

“Wow, that’s violent,” Zephyr said with mock offense, “Just for that, I’m not leaving.”

I turned quickly to look at Zephyr, who was now sitting on my window seat, and I thought about protesting. However, I didn’t feel like fighting with Zephyr when she had that determined look on her face. So, I just sighed and accepted defeat.

“Fine,” I said, shaking my head, “Whatever. Just know, Zephyr, you’re going to be bored.”

“I don’t care,” Zephyr replied, pulling her knees up to her stomach, “I am just really curious to see how you two act around each other. Like, how long has this whole fake dating thing been going on?”

“Um,” my voice trailed off as I did some quick math in my head, “About four weeks maybe.”

When I said it out loud, I was struck by how much time had passed between me and Parker. It felt like only yesterday, I was that drunk, impulsive girl who asked a guy she barely knew to be her fake boyfriend, and he actually said “yes”.

I really needed to start making better choices.

“Wow,” Zephyr breathed, giving me an impressed look. “That’s a long time for something like this. Is Maya still being a dumbass?”

“Maybe,” I drawled, being purposely vague on the subject. Ever since I told Zephyr about Maya teaming up with Triss, she had not stopped bad-mouthing her. I couldn’t blame Zephyr, though, since I would do the same if someone was being mean to her.

“She needs to pop some Prozac and get over herself,” Zephyr stated, pulling her hair up into a ponytail. “Now, tell me, what are you planning on wearing when Parker comes over?”