"Let's rephrase that," Jasmine said, "Levi doesn't have a lot because he isn't in any honors or ap classes. Some of us aren't basic."

"Oh that's what it means huh?" Levi cracked, "I'm basic."

"Come on guys leave him alone, he's already passed calculus." Guy said.

"And that's all," Jasmine said.

"Well I've already gotten accepted to where I want to go, so I don't care anymore honestly."

"Where do you want to go?" I said.

"Michigan State University. Track and field scholarship."

"Haven't you heard that you're never supposed to go to college in the state you live in?" Dewy said.

"No. Don't you think that myth's a little stupid."

"It's not a myth though, it's true. You just don't do it because you'll be too close to home, and you'll never feel free."

"I don't know about that," Lily said.

"Same," Sydney agreed, "Me and Katie are going to MSU too. Where is she by the way?"

"Damian is in the hospital I know that, but I don't know about her," Dewy said, "She wasn't in first period."

"Damian's in the hospital?" I said.

"Yeah, he got his appendix removed," he said.

"I love the school pizza," Claire said.

My head slowly turned to see her stupid face grinning.

"Are you serious?" I said with my eyes, tilting my head sideways.

"I like the pizza too," I said aloud.

"It's pretty cool," Dewy said, "but I like the tacos more. Do you?"

If only I could tell her to use her words while not being mean. A cat, most likely Cheshire, yanked her tongue for a good ten days before it let go.

"Yes siree," she said, "that's my second favorite school food item."

I couldn't recall the last time was when I heard a human say the word item.

He chuckled at her passion for him, being obvious to anyone, "You're pretty cool kid."

He only wanted to make her jump over the edge.

"Thank you," she said.

Lunch then ended. I walked with Levi and Dewy to French.

"She likes me doesn't she?" Dewy said.

"I don't know," I said.

"It's pretty obvious," Levi said.

"That's cute. Little freshman crush on the old guy. I wouldn't be caught dead liking a freshman though. It's weird."

"Not really," Levi said, "it's not that big of a difference."

"It's enough to look bad though. An adult dating a kid. We're just about eighteen man, how would I look making out with basically a middle schooler. It's sick."

"I guess."

* * * *

"What if everyone thinks like that?" I said.

"Who cares?" He replied.

"I do, and I know you have to at least a little," I said.

"No I don't, and neither should you."

"I just can't help it. I mean did you hear how he sounded? He sounded purely disturbed."

"Disturbed?" He said laughing.

"Yes disturbed."

"You're over-thinking it. It's not that serious at all."

"I guess."

The phone slipped from my hand and onto the floor, "Hold on."

Once it was reintroduced to my hand I spoke again,"My phone just fell out of my hand."

"Is it broken?"

"No."

"Good. Now you can't stop talking to me."

"Stop, you're too cheesy."

"Not as cheesy as a grilled cheese."

"Stop."

"Okay. So Lexi, what college are you going to?"

"I don't have a clue truthfully. I just pick colleges that everyone knows when people ask."

"You should come to Michigan State with me."

"But when I get there, you'll be a senior again."

"Ha, clever."

"What time is it?"

"Like eleven."

"Wow is it really?"

"I know, we've been talking forever."

"Well I should go to sleep. See you tomorrow Levi."

"See ya Lex. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

I tucked the phone under my pillow, and let my head rest back against the fluffy structure, giving my neck comfort after the endless day.

"Who was that?" Mom said, opening the door.

"Mom?" I said, confused as to why she was listening in on me.

"Who were you talking to?"

"My friend."

"What friend? Is it a boy?"

"If it was?"

"Alexis Spencer. Don't be sarcastic with me. I know you were talking to that boy Levi. Just like I know you were alone with him just this past weekend and didn't tell me."

"Why do I have to? He's a cool guy, and nothing has happened. We're just friends."

"Friends don't go to dinner Alexis."

"Ugh."

"Listen. He is too old for you, and I expect you to know that yourself. The only reason he could be flirting with you would be to get into your little innocent panties, and afterwards he'd treat you like a stranger."

"Mother."

"It's the truth. Deal with it. I only want you to be happy, and it's not gonna be with him. I'm just trying to tell you before anything else really gets started."

"I'm going to sleep."

"Please listen."

"Okay Mom."


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