Bizzare

22

"I don't want to."

"Why didn't you go with Kemi and them then?"

"I dunno."

"You're such a child." He sighed, packing up the books he'd brought out back into the bag.

I watched as he did so. Well, I watched him. His face, his body. Ethan was an enigma. I didn't know much about him, or rather, I didn't know much about his past; apart from Elena told me. Ethan never spoke his past, he hardly ever spoke about himself, he just listened and gave very good advice. I decided to take today as an opportunity to get to know Ethan better. I mean, I already know the basics, but I want to know more.

"Ethan." I said after some time. 

"Yeah b?" He replied, looking up from his MacBook.

"Are you sexually active?"

"What?" He laughed.

"Like are you active? Do you have sex regularly? Do you like to engage in coitus and procreat-"

"I know what you mean," he laughed some more, closing down the lid of his laptop and placing it on the table before him.

"I'm just wondering what prompted this question."

"I dunno," I shrugged.

"I think it's because everyone else is proper on joints. I'm here just skrrrrrrring by. Being as innocent as can be." I added after some deep thought.

Marian was active way before I even knew what dick was, the original badders, she was the one you'd go to if you needed to tips on what to do and how to do it. Celine became active when her glo up began, which like me, was in year 10; but year 11 was when she eventually felt it all the way in her braim. Kemi had always been a bit vulnerable, and lost her way a bit towards the end of year 9, during that time, she got pressured into having sex by the group of girls she chilled with; but she hadn't seen peen ever since. And now Elena had too, Ethan is really laid back, but I think he'd kill Asher if he knew. Then I remembered Ashley.

She was like me in everything, we were the terrible threesome alongside Celine, because of our very bad temper. Since Mo's party, we hadn't actually spoken, but she was actively speaking to the rest of the girls. This was something that had been hurting me for a while, as I don't recall offending her in any way, shape or form; and this is a girl I would speak to almost everyday. I had been so preoccupied with coursework from Graphics, going to interviews for work experience to put on my personal statement for when we go into our second year of A Levels, and dealing with Zell, that I hadn't had the time to check up on her, and that needs a lot of time. When I did eventually have time on my hands, I had tried calling her several times to reach out to her, but she either let my call ring out, or busy it. I eventually dropped her a message, explaining that when she's ready to talk, I'm always there; to which I received no reply to, however she was active on social media, and still speaks to Elena, Celine, Marian and Kemi as normal, which cut me very deeply. I cared because she's like a sister to me, we were all sisters to each other, and to be aired by her like my name is Seraphina is very shocking to say the least. But I can't keep chasing after her to talk to me and to make ends meet over a situation I have no knowledge about. There's only a number of times I can get aired, and my mother definitely didn't raise a mug. The main question that kept going off in my head was: What did I even do? If she's really beefing me, then she's definitely doing herself, she's not doing me. And I don't have the headspace to be at war with a sister over imaginary issues. Sorry, that's definitely not me

"You think you're innocent?" He snorted, quickly bringing me back to reality.

"Are you mad? Of course I am."