I begin to tear up my room, looking for that note. It said something! Something important! I put it in a safe place. That might not even be my room, for all I know, I buried it in the fucking playground because I loved it there and the trees were shady. I was only in grade 4! I left my dog there once because I thought Mr Marbel would be happier... plus, he was getting a bit chubby, I figured he could run it off and I could get him the next morning... Alas, we never found poor Mr Marbel again....
I look everywhere to the point that Butter is grabbing my shoulders, begging me to stop. "Mian, please! You're freaking me out! What are you looking for?"
I sigh and pull my hair. "That note. It all makes sense now, Ryan is the old Ryan. The day he left, he gave me a note. I know it said something, something that mattered, I just forgot until now."
Butter sighs, "Well, it’s not here. Look, its late, your mum went to bed a few minutes ago, she had a headache. If you wake mum, I will not hesitate to kill you bro."
I stop and look around, it’s pretty messed up... My room that is.
Butter shakes her head, "Come on. Just get into bed and watch some TV or something, get your mind settled."
I take my jeans off and slide into bed (obviously wearing my boxers. Jeesh you perv! I might be comfortable around Butter but ewww.....) She steals one of my shirts and goes out of the room. This is the usual routine. She always forgets her pyjamas, and I aint sleeping next to her without her wearing a shirt and pants. The pants are generally not a problem because she likes boy style trunks. They're long enough to wear to bed without being worried of something being misinterpreted.
She comes back in and slides into bed beside me. "You think we're getting too old for this?" I ask Butter.
"What? You're too old to sleep next to a hot chick wearing your shirt and only undies? You're the weirdest dude around Mian."
I laugh, "Ha-ha, very fucking funny! You could be wearing nothing and I wouldn't be turned on, on offence darling, but you're just not my type," I joke back. "Now if you had no boobs, had abs and a penis, well, I would be one happy man..."
She laughs and turns to face me. "I love you Mian. I'm glad I have you as my friend."
"Love you too Butt face."
She laughs and twists her fingers into mine. Butter will make some straight guy happy one day.
I fall asleep shortly after.
I wake up with Butter staring at me, sitting cross legged on the bed, "Mian. I need to borrow some clothes."
I laugh, "Dude, you relay on me WAY too much. You know where they are."
I groan and pull a pillow over my head again.
A few minutes later, Butter looks accomplished. She's completely ready for school, in a pair of my black skinny jeans with a belt and a shirt which I guess mum gave to her to borrow. "Hurry up D!!"
"Jeshus, you really keen today?"
"Well, can't keep the people waiting."
"Something's going on."
"No! I just want to go early."
Something's definitely going on.
I wipe my mouth. "Can you get me a drink? Then I'll get up."
She smiles and runs off. I take the chance to grab her phone. I flick to the texts.
XXboyXX: Meet me before school? Please? I hardly see you! So sick of just being friends. I know you are too. XX
Me... Well Butter : I am, told u yesterday. I'm pretty sure I can swing that... As long as I can, get my dog up, I need to walk him. Can't go out without getting him up.
I'm a dog? Really Butter? That's harsh! Well, you aint shaking me. I'm going to follow you all day if I have to. A dog is loyal... And who is this XXboyXX? What the? It’s not like Butter to keep things from me. Not at all.
I slip her phone back into her bag. This explains the magazine last night...
She opens the door and my eyes widen. Almost caught.
"So, I was thinking, we should get some coffee this morning."
Butter's bites on her lip, "I, ah, I want to check my assignment with a teacher."
"Really? Cause, we have the same classes. I can help you. I need a memory jogger on those assignments anyway, I didn't realise we had any."
"Oh, no, it’s an extra activity. It’s for my... Biology class. You don't do Biology, remember? Sometimes I wonder about you D. So, come on. Up. Get dressed already!"
I laugh, "Great idea. We get two coffees on the way and drop in just before the bell. Problem solved."
She seems to be sinking, gasping for air, searching for an excuse, "Demian. I didn't want to do this, but I need some alone time!"
I laugh, "Ok, spill it. I know about him. XXboy. Let's meet before school, so sick of just being friends. I like the bit about the dog by the way."
She blushes, "You're a jerk. My phone is PRIVATE!"
"Why are you hiding him from me?"
"I-I'm not!"
"You are..."
"Alright, fine, I'm sorry. I'll tell you.... Soon enough. Don't worry, you'll always be my favourite man," she says while squeezing my cheeks. (A/N: Yeah... I know how it sounds :p Face cheeks lol)
I shake my head, trying to fight her off. She laughs and drops her hand. "So, will you please hurry up?"
I groan and get up, searching my wardrobe for something half decent to wear. Effort level 0 right now, I throw on a pair of black skinnies and a red T-shirt with 'BAM' written across it. I slide my fingers through my messy brown hair and grab my books, shoving them all in my bag. I slide on my converses.
Butter practically dancers, "Yay! You're ready!"
"Can I have my dog biscuit yet or do you want me to fetch a stick first?
"Gah! Stop it! You can't comment when you obtained the info by being a creepy lurker stalker!"
I laugh, "You know you love it."
She laughs and shakes her head, "Dude, why do I even know you?"
"You want a dog..."
She covers her reddening face. "Stop it! Seriously!"
"Stop what? I'm just being my good, loyal, doggy self."
"I hate you."
"Naw, I love you too Butt face!"
"Feckle you."
"I love freckling, I'm up," I joke.
"You're annoying. Can we just go?" Butter pleads.
"Ah, fine. Early mornings suck a$s."
"You suck a$s."
"I suck-" I go to continue but Butter squeals and cuts in.
"No! Too much info! Stop it!"
I laugh, "Whatever you say. Jyps, Mum probably hasn't even left for work yet!"
"Early mornings are good. I like them."
*10 mins later, at school*
"I hate early mornings," Butter groans.
I laugh, "Your fault. Maybe you should have gotten something more concrete before making plans with your boyfriend and getting us all up, only to have him back out."
She pouts her lip. "I need more coffee."
"I do too, and you are buying, I aint paying for it when I could have had it at home. It’s like that saying, why go out for a hamburger when you have perfectly good steak at home."
"Maybe because you feel like hamburger?"
"Or maybe because the meat is off... Wait! No, this does not apply to this situation!"
"Sure it does! I wanted to go out for coffee because I didn't want to make it..."
"Whatever. It's not my fault I love to eat my me@t at home.... Oh god...."
"No take-backs!" Butter laughs.
"No! I meant because of the scenario..."
"We all know the truth!"
"F*ck a duck! You are so annoying! You make me get up early for no reason, drag me to school at some ungodly hour,-"
"8:00...."
"And then you criticise me for eating my me@t...." I joke.
Someone clears their throat behind us. I spin around, my mouth hangs open. Before me, is Ryan... And I was just making a crude comment. Oh FML!
"Ryan... W-Whats up?"
He laughs. "Not much, how about you?"
"I was just..."
"Yeah, heard most of it."
"Butter, I hate you!"
"Oh I know!" She laughs as I struggle.
"Hey, are you ok for this afternoon?"
"Definitely! But I have to drop off my little sister at something."
I sit awkwardly, biting my lip.
"Fine, fine," he shrugs. "Sailor, how are you?"
Holy shit. Butter's real name! Sailor, I forgot it.
"Ryan, how long's it been?"
"Years!"
He hugs her, and she speaks, "Hey, why didn't you say hi earlier?"
"You guys didn't recognise me and yeah...."
"You're so different. You were all awkward and quiet back them..."
He laughs, "I grew into myself more?"
"Anywho, it’s really cool to see you."
"I..I better get back. See you at the gate Mian."
I blush as Ryan turns and walks off.
Butter jumps up and down happily. "You two are SO cute together!"
"Jesus Sailor, can you keep it down?" I hiss.
She sighs and shrugs. "You haven't called me by my name in... forever..."
I giggle, "I forgot it..."