Alright I'm on freaking fire!!! Honestly I think I deserve a medal or something! Or a naked Blake at my window ;P
So new chapter! Don't hold your breath for the next one though I think the strike ends here... Plus I need to rest before getting back to class... Honestly this morning I was at the grocery store, pushing my carriage and then I kept hearing a "ding, ding, ding" sound and I was all "Alright Kay, that's it, you've finally reached that stage you are official crazy!" (It was just the carriage but I did freak for a good minute, I mean like I need people to think I'm more of a lunatic than I already am!)
So anyway, this chapter goes to all of you guys that leave comments!! It's because of you I write as fast (and ya I know I'm a beast; my trick: I master the art of procrastinating and learned a few skills because of that ;P)
Oh and it also goes to Enver Gjokaj because that dude is a freaking acting beast!!! Seriously he blows my mind!! It's like... wow! NO word... He deserves every award possible!!
But mostly this chapter goes to my BITCH!!! A me liche!!! ;P (I'm getting the t-shirt done!!) I'm sorry girl that your character took so much time to arrive but we keep the best for last ;P (Don't take it the wrong way everyone else!!! You rock too ;P) When we get that time machine done, I'll be your bridesmaid at your wedding with your husband!! ;P Woodstock here we come!!! ;P
So sorry for the big rant, I was talkative tonight... Oh and guys I wanted to say this; Sorry for not answering your comments, I just thought that you guys would enjoy a new chapter more!! I'll try to get to that later! But don't worry I read them all and love them all!! :P
So anyway, read, enjoy, vote and COMMENT!!! :D
Oh and ya... I should warn you... you really AREN'T going to like me after this... so ya... I'm patiently waiting for the hate mails ;P But seriously, don't freak too much alright! We're barely starting the story and nothing is ever obvious! So no suicide threats alright?
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I woke up about five minutes before my alarm clock started to shout its beep beeps. For one second I actually thought that the whole Blake-calling-at-two-in-the-morning deal had just been a dream. But I opened my cell phone and sure thing when I looked at my text message inbox everything was there.
Asshole!
That better not become a freaking habit of his!!
I need my sleep!! Do not mess with my sleep!!
I shut my alarm clock before it rang and then dragged my feet to Ty's room.
He was snoring lightly, lying on his stomach, holding his pillow in his hands, when I opened the door. I walked up to him, and gave a flick to his ear.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Ty shouted, surprised, raising his head.
"Time to wake up Sunshine" I said with an evil grin and then took the covers of his bed.
"I swear Lexi, do not pull the covers off of me! I WILL kill you!" Ty treated, letting himself fall back on his pillow.
"Drama Queen!" I laughed and threw myself on the empty side of his double bed, settling in it.
"School sucks" Ty mumbled.
"I know" I answered him.
"Major cocks!" he kept going
"Alright, that was unnecessary..." I trailed, closing my eyes.
"And it swallows!" Ty snorted
"Okay, that was just too much info!" I scowled a little
"That dirty bitch!" he still added, laughing lightly.
"Just shut up Ty!!" I whined, and slapped his back.
"I'll shut up if you scratch my back" Ty mumbled.
"You tricky little prick!" I snorted but still scratched his back, just like when we were younger and he would cry because mom wasn't there, working or something, and I would come in his room and comfort him.
My sweet little brother...
"You know if we both ditch school we could cover for each other... I mean I can do a pretty decent impersonation of dad's voice... I'm sure we could come up with something... We both ate bad fish or something..." Ty mumbled, while I scratched his back.
"That sounds oddly tempting but we need to go to school Ty..." I trailed.
"Why?" he snorted beside me.
"Because you need to go to school in order to learn"
"Bullshit! School is a waste of time!" Ty groaned.
"Ty! You know some people would give everything to be able to have all the knowledge we learn at school teach to them!" I told him, and kept scratching.
"I hate it when you play the poor kid in a third world country card," he whined.
"Well I hate when you complain like a two year old in their no phase," I answered playfully.
"Whatever..." he mumbled and then I stopped scratching and turned on my side settling in the bed.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing! Keep scratching!!" Ty ordered me.
I rolled my eyes but listened to him.
And then, I think at one point I stopped again, and we both fell back asleep because dad was at the door, laughing.
"Time to weak up Sleepy Heads!! Chop chop!!" he said, and Ty and I both groaned "You got twenty five minutes!"
I cursed and ran downstairs. I cooked eggs, as usual, and poured myself coffee, before heading back to my room. I threw on myself the first clothes I found in my closet; boyfriend cut jeans and my green "Please don't make me kill you" shirt, and tied my hair into a ponytail.
"We're leaving!!" I screamed as I slipped into my boxer Reebok shoes at the door, waiting for Ty to stop listening to TV.
He towed himself, looking almost like a condemn going to the chair, to the door, scowling.
I ignored that, and walked to my car, keys in my hands.
"Care to tell me why you seem even less eager to go to school today" I asked Ty as we drove away.
"I just utterly hate school..." Ty mumbled, playing with the radio stations.
"I know that but it seems worse this morning"
"It's just... it's nothing... forget about it..." Ty answered and turned his head to the right, looking outside through the window
"Spill your beans brother!" I ordered him.
"It's just... there's this girl in English class and she just doesn't take no for an answer and she's starting to annoy the crap out of me... And the guys are all annoying me now because they want me to "score" her?" Ty said his voice harsh.
"But didn't you go out with that Evy girl Friday night? Isn't that enough"
"Ya but that's just because she's trying to get Landon jealous because she likes him..." Ty snorted, "Everyone knows that... Except Landon of course..."
"And you went out with her to make Vanessa jealous..."
"Ya but there's no way in hell I'm telling anyone about that! I just... It doesn't feel right to talk about her with them..." Ty whispered.
When he said that, I looked over at him and put my hand over his arm.
"Don't worry kid, everything will be fine... And I can personally beat up every one who annoys you" I told him half smiling "And Alex will help too!"
"Thanks!" Ty snorted.
When we finally reached school I was happily surprise to see a car in the parking lot I hadn't seen the last two weeks; Daphnee's car.
Daphnee Harrison was my apple scruff die hard Beatle fan friend who shared my love for vinyl and kicked pretty much everyone's ass with her musical knowledge. She shared my love for books too, something Vanessa lacked, I mean Vanessa read but never as fast and as much as me and Daphnee. Plus, Daphnee worked at the school library.
I had become friends with her because we were neighbors and drove to school in the same bus. We used to have those "bus subject" were we'd bitch about everyone we knew, during the ride. But of course now we both had our cars and didn't ride the bus. But we still bitch about stuff! And we had a blast!
She had taken vacation with her family to Morocco for two weeks so that's why I hadn't seen her in a while.
I was glad to see she was back.
So after I parked, I went looking for her.
The first bell rang before I could see her and seconds later the receptionist started to speak at the intercom, the dreadful intercom that no one wanted to be called on... "Noah York please report at the principal office... Noah York... and Tyler Grayson needs to come to the reception immediately to pick up his ovaries"
What the hell?
I stopped dead in my tracks.
What was that supposed to mean?
Was that Tyler's friend pulling a prank on him? But I mean the receptionist wouldn't ever play along with them...
And then something hit me... Blake, Friday night, saying he'd need to find a way to get back at Tyler for ordering him around... Only him could pull off something like that...
Asshole!
That just screamed Blake...
God he's an idiot! And how the hell did he manage to do things like that?
But before I could think about it more fully I saw Daphnee at her locked, wearing her torn jeans and Beatle t-shirt, her almost-short blond hair curling lightly on her shoulders, and then her eyes saw me, her grey-blue eyes.
Why was I surrounded by freaking hot blonds with blue eyes? That really hit my ego in the crutch...
I mean Daphnee wasn't white blond like Vanessa but still...
"HEY MY BITCH!" I yelled.
"No you're my bitch!" she yelled back and ran to me squeezing me in her arms.
"How was Morocco?" I asked her smiling.
She was tan! But not the fake tan, the nice tan.
"Oh it was simply yummy, the guys I mean," she smirked a little
"Memorable moments?" I asked her mischievously
"Oh so many my bitch so many but that's not the point right now!" she told me, her voice getting all serious.
"What is?" I frowned.
"I just went to the library, to ask Miss Pumpurnipple that even if she had already made the schedules for the library if she needed my help some days or if she needed me to replace someone sometimes you know, just let her know I was available, and you know what she told me?"
"Shoot!"
"She said I had came at the perfect time because as a matter of fact Lexi Grayson wasn't working anymore at the library and I could fill in her spot" she said her voice incredulous
"What?" I shrieked
What the hell?
"That's what I said. I said "But Lexi would never quit" and then she said "I know I fired her" "
"How can you fire volunteers?" I hissed.
"That's what I said! And then she told me that it wasn't my business and all I needed to know was that your work was lacking seriousness and that she didn't want you anymore" Daphnee told me, her voice almost mad.
"Okay seriously what the hell?"
God dammit! I loved working at the library. Why the hell would I be fired?
"You should go ask her," she said, as shocked as I was, obviously.
"Ya that's exactly what's I'm going to do. Thanks!" I told her and then walked towards the library "I'll catch up with you later" I said over my shoulders.
"Alright."
I should have been going to my next class but this was just ridiculous. Why the hell would that old crazy psycho fire me? Okay, I might have been late a few times but please!
Okay a few times was an understatement, but still... A little warning could have been nice.
I walked fast to the library and then headed for her office.
"Hi Ma'am," I said, trying to sound polite.
I mean maybe I was overreacting; maybe this was all a big misunderstanding!
"Hello Miss Grayson, how can I help you?" she asked me in a stern tone.
Oh I was sooo fired...
Bitch!
"I'd like to know why you fired me," I asked her, my anger slipping in my tone.
"You lacked professionalism with your work," she said, and then looked at the sheets on her desk, like that was enough of a reason.
"Is this because I'm late all the time, because seriously I won't ever again!" I told her, almost pleading.
"Oh if only it was that," she said, with something that sounded almost like a snort.
"Then why?" I asked her, my voice raising, making her look at me.
"A student graciously informed me that you had let two students have sexual intercourse in one of the seminars!" she said, with a fake smile.
"What?" I mumbled
Oh my god...
That stupid Blake!
That was his fault?
"But! Come on. I'm not the only one letting that pass," I told her, trying to defend myself.
I mean, I knew no one stopped people from getting it on in the seminar, there was no point...
"Really? Can I have the names of the other young workers such as yourself that let such obscenities occur in the sacred ground of our educational institution?" she said, her eyes narrowing, her voice harsh.
Damn it! If I answer this, I'm just a snitch...
"This is totally unfair. I love this job," I exclaimed, raising my arms in the air and then letting them fall back on my sides.
"Ah but some people would gladly take your spot and won't let such things slip their notion!" she said and then her gaze fell down on her paper work "That will be all Miss Grayson" she said in a voice leaving no space for reply.
I scowled at her, but it was really useless now, so I just turned around and stormed out, angry tears building in my eyes.
I mean what the hell?
I loved that job, why did I have to pay for Blake idiocy? And who the hell had complained?
Him again?
Had he decide to infuriate both Grayson in one day?
God, I couldn't even believe I had actually enjoyed his company yesterday, couldn't believe I had almost fucking kissed him!!
He was an ass. And utter ass! That was all he was.
God, I wanted to freaking strangle him right now.
Contract or no contract, I wasn't helping that douche anymore. He could forget about it. Shove his vinyl up his ass and just leave me alone. Just let things go back to the way they were before.
I walked in the now empty halls, the second bell had already rang, scowling, and heading for my History class.
"You're late Miss Grayson" the teacher said, the second I walked in.
"I had things to deal at the library, it won't happen again" I answered her.
"Alright, just don't interrupt my class again... So as I was saying..."
Well at least I was lucky this teacher was nice...
I looked around, trying to find and empty spot and scowled even more when I saw that the only one was in front of Blake.
Oh joy!
But I wouldn't so much as talk to him.
I walked to the empty seat, not even looking at him, and then sat and stared straight in front.
Blake tapped my shoulder, but I ignored it.
Pompous prick.
"Hey? What's up?" he whispered, his voice close to my ear.
"Don't talk to me!" I hissed, leaning my head in front and away from him.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his desk making a screeching sound, like he was pushing it closer to me.
He needed to ask?
He had just gotten me fired from a volunteered job and he wanted to know what was wrong?
Annoying prick.
"I said, don't talk to me!" I hissed again, still not looking at him.
"What's going on Lexi?" Blake kept pressing, and his voice sounded worried.
And I didn't want to hear it anymore!
"Miss, I'm sorry but Blake keeps speaking to me and it's really distracting," I said loudly, while raising my hand.
Her eyes narrowed, but then she said "Blake, would you care to change seats?"
"You know what, it's fine, I'm not going to bother Miss Grayson again!" Blake said behind, and his voice sounded mad now.
Well good!
That makes the two of us!
Asshole.