3Okay so I wrote this for a school paper. It originally had about twenty vocabulary words in it and people said it distracted from the story. So, this is the repost. It's cheesy I know but bare with me okay?
I looked at myself in the mirror and scoffed as my wavy hair refused to straighten yet again. I didn't know why I was even trying. Who cares what those private school guys thought about me? There was only one person whose opinion really mattered and he wasn't going to be there.
I glanced down at the picture frame on the table next to my bed. It was a picture of my friend Joni, me, and Roy, the object of my affection. We were standing out side of Joni's house and I was cracking up at something she had said and Roy was doubled over with laughter.
Those were the good old days. Back before Stacie Keith, with her perfect blond hair and baby blue eyes, hooked her decrepit, reptilian claws into him. Stacie had known about my infatuation with him and had gone out of her way to take him away from me. You want to know the worst part? Stacie and I were friends, good friends, and although it had hurt me really badly, I managed to disguise my animosity for apathy.
Giving up on attempting to make something of my disobedient hair, I turned off my hair straightened and picked up my cell phone. The time was 5:54 and Gwen was coming to get me at six. I slipped on my ballet flats, touched up my eyeliner, and pulled a twenty out of my wallet. At that moment, my phone rang and I flipped it open expecting It to be Gwen. "Yellow?" I answered.
"Faye, we need to talk." I froze. It wasn't Gwen…it was Roy.
I cleared my throat. "Hey Roy."
"Do you have a minute? I need to see you."
"Actually I really don't. I am about to leave. But tomorrow okay?"
"No, Faye. It needs to be now." Just then, Gwen's mom pulled into the driveway.
"Gotta go, Levine. I'll call you later and don't make plans for tomorrow." I hung up before he could protest and instantly regretted it. He never called me by my first name unless he was serious. It was always, "Yo, Roth!" or , "Roth! Get your butt over here!" Maybe it really had been important…
Gwen's mom honked, I called out farewell to my mom, and ran out the door.
"Sorry about that, Mrs. Perry. I was on the phone." I said as I slid into the backseat.
Gwen spun around and looked at me. "Oooh was is Roy Levine?"
"Oh, shut up." I blushed, "He just wanted to talk."
"Sure, sure." She winked at me and faced forward. My phone buzzed. I picked it up and looked at the front screen; a text from Roy. I sighed and opened it up.
ROY: Where R U going?
FAYE: military academy dance
ROY: EW Y?
I rolled my eyes. He was going to be with his girlfriend anyway. I knew because Stacie had told me all about their little date the day before. What did he care if I went to a dance?
FAYE: have fun with Stacie
When we arrived, the party had already started. We walked in to Fergie blaring from the speakers and about 300 teenagers dancing to the beat. I grinned as I paid Gwen's and my way in and dragged her over to Estelle.
"Hey!" she shouted when she saw us. "I was worried you weren't going to come!"
"Why?" I called over the music.
"Well you haven't necessarily been the same since Stacie and Roy started dating." She said coming closer so I could actually hear her.
I swallowed and plastered a fake carefree smile on my face. "Well after all of my friends' support, I've gotten over it," I lied. "Don't worry about it."
She smiled. "Alright, I'm just glad you're here and doing better!" I laughed and started to sway to the music.
After about an hour, I was officially having a good time. I had even managed to ignore my cell phone which had been buzzing like mad since I'd gotten there. I assumed it was Roy, but frankly, I couldn't care less. If he wanted to go out with that carnivorous vixen, then fine. My omnivorous self wasn't going to let that get me down tonight.
When 'With You' by Chris Brown came on, everyone grabbed a partner and began to slow dance.
"Might I have a dance?" I spun around to see a gorgeous, dark haired boy with piercing blue eyes and perfect sun kissed skin standing there.
I slipped my hand through his, "You might." I lead him onto the dance floor and wrapped my arms around his neck as he timidly put his hands on my waist. We swayed slowly to the music. I knew dancing with this suave guy wouldn't make my feelings for Roy disappear, but it sure helped ease the pain. Maybe my luck was finally turning around.
Everyone jumped when the gym door slammed and Stacie Keith stormed in followed by her sheep, Cora Delaney and Maya Roberts. (I was pretty good friends with the two of them, but their lack of leadership really irked me.)
I tried to hide myself behind my dance partner, but apparently I didn't move fast enough. Before I knew it, Stacie had tackled me with a hug. She started sobbing on my shoulder and I looked at the boy with pleading eyes.
"I'm really sorry, but could you give us some space?" I asked, reluctantly.
"Yeah, no problem." He turned away, but turned back and said, "I'm Adam by the way."
"Thanks, Adam." I sighed and turned my attention back to the witch on my shoulder. "Stacie, what is going on? Are you okay? I thought you were with Roy tonight."
"I was with Roy," She sniffed as she lifted her head off my shoulder and pulled her hair out of her face, "Just long enough for him to dump me." My jaw dropped. Stacie ran off to the bathroom and her posse followed.
I just stood there and tried to remember to breathe. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I felt so triumphant. So jubilant. So victorious. I wished I could revel in this moment that I had waited and waited for. Now here it was, and it was even more spectacular than I could have imagined.
Estelle looked at me with her mouth agape. I couldn't help myself anymore. I walked over to her, grabbed her arms and squeezed them as I squealed, "YES!" and then threw my head back and laughed. I'd never been so happy before! I did feel kind of bad, but in a way she had it coming. Plus, it's not my fault they weren't compatible.
When Cora came out of the bathroom I tried to keep my composure and a straight face.
"How is she doing?" I asked.
"She'll be okay. The truth is, I feel worse for you."
I eyed her suspiciously. "Why is that."
"Well, he told Stacie that the only reason he went out with her in the first place was to get rid of you."
My heart jumped up into my throat and I tried my hardest not to cry. How could he? When I told him I liked him, he told me it wouldn't change anything!
My head was spinning and I couldn't think straight. I was so confused with all of the different emotions that were abusing the inside walls of my mind.
I swallowed hard and pulled myself together. I looked over at Gwen and Estelle. They were looking at me with sympathetic expressions. I did not want anyone to pity me. If that pig wanted to be rid of me, then I was going to go out with a bang.
I whipped out my phone and walked over to the bathroom, grabbed Stacie and pulled her out. "Is it true?"
"What?"
"What Cora tells me about Roy wanting to get rid of me." I scoffed.
"Uh…yeah." she replied.
"Well, lets make his wish come true." I said, holding down the number four on my keypad. I put my phone to my ear and tapped my foot impatiently.
After two rings, he answered. "Faye? I've been texting you all night! Where have you been?"
"Just having a good time. Funny story, actually…as I was dancing with this totally gorgeous guy, Stacie comes in. I hear from her, you two are over."
"That's what I need to talk to you about." he started.
"No, wait, let me finish. I heard from Cora that you never really liked Stacie. No, the only reason you even dated her was to get rid of me."
He was quiet for a few seconds, then he said, "Faye, you can't seriously believe-"
"You are what I don't believe, Roy. I trusted you!" I cried.
"Oh, so now you trust Stacie, or what? Now you want to be all 'buddy buddy' with her. So when I am dating her you can't stand her, but after I break it off you guys become best pals?" he yelled.
"I never said that!" Tears welled up in my eyes.
"Well then what does 'I heard from Cora that she was told by Stacie that you said…' mean?" He asked in a mocking voice.
"Don't you deride me!" I screamed. I inhaled sharply. "I'll tell you what…you wanted to be rid of me? Fine, I'm gone." I hung up the phone and put my head in my hands and exhaled slowly. "I have to go." I said to Estelle and Gwen. I looked up and headed towards the purse table.
"I'll call my mom." Gwen offered.
"No. I can walk. I need some time to myself. I'll call you later." I sighed and as I walked out, 'It Ends Tonight' by All American Rejects played. I rolled my eyes and slammed the door.
About halfway home, I took off my flats and shoved them into my tote bag. I had been crying since I left, so I was sure my eyeliner was running scarily down my face.
A black truck pulled up beside me. I looked over to see Roy driving next to me. I rolled my eyes and kept walking. He rolled down the window and said, "You know, its not safe for 15 year old girls to walk home alone at night. "
"Roy, go home."
"Faye, I'm sorry. I don't know what they told you but I never said that. Why don't you believe me?"
I stopped and looked at him. "Why should I believe you? You flirt with Stacie just to piss me off, you don't talk to me when she is around, and hell, for all I know, you hate my guts! Well you know what, you are rid of me." I turned and started to walk again.
"Why are you so adamant about believing Stacie? Have I given you any reason not to believe me?" he actually sounded hurt.
Which completely threw me into an oblivion of confusion. I didn't know who to believe. I though Cora was my friend, but Roy had been there for everything. He listened when I ranted, held me when I cried, and made me laugh when I didn't even want to smile.
"Roy, I can't handle this right now. I need to think about this. Call me tomorrow okay?"
All worry left his face and he exhaled deeply. "Yeah, okay. Do you want a ride?"
I shook my head. "No, I only have a few blocks left." I started walking again and didn't turn back when he yelled, "Be careful!", popped a "U"-e and sped away.
When I got home, I rushed to my room, peeled off my champagne colored dress, threw it in a heap on the floor and tugged on my big sleep shirt. I looked in the mirror; I was a wreck. Two black tracks were running from my eyes and my hair was in a messy bun on the top of my head. I grabbed my old teddy bear that never left my side until I was about ten, and went to my mom's room. When I opened the door, she was laying in bed watching 'A Knight's Tale'. She looked at me and her eyes bulged when she saw my condition.
"What happened? I thought you weren't going to be home until 10!" she exclaimed.
"I wasn't, but something happened…" then I proceeded to tell her about what happened with Stacie and Roy. She sat there listening very attentively.
When I finished she commended me on my decision to leave, but frowned upon the fact that I walked home alone in the dark.
"Yeah, I know, but I needed to get out and I didn't want anyone to be around me."
"I understand. Well, is Roy your friend?"
"Yes." I answered hugging my knees to my chest.
"Well, isn't this Cora girl one of Stacie's friends?"
Then it hit me; what if Stacie had intended to piss me off ass some kind of twisted revenge against Roy? I closed my eyes tightly and sighed deeply. "I think I have some fixing to do. Thank you Mom."
She kissed me on the forehead. "Love, you baby."
"Pick up, pick up, pick up." I willed as I held my cell phone to my ear. After seven rings, I got Roy's voicemail. "Crap." The machine beeped and I took a deep breath. "Hey, Roy. it's me. I know I said to wait until tomorrow…but I made a mistake. Please, call me when you get this." I paused and choked, "I'm really sorry."
About a millisecond later, my phone rang. I snatched it, "Hello?"
"Hey Faye! Sorry, I was in the shower and my mom told me my phone was ringing. A guy can only jump out of the shower so fast without cracking his head open." Same old Roy, I smiled. "So what's up?"
"I talked to my mom and I realized…you dated a witch."
"Yeah, how long have you been telling me that?" he laughed.
"A while. I am really sorry. It was extremely hypocritical of me."
"We all make mistakes. Are we still on for tomorrow?"
I chuckled. "As long as you haven't changed your plans."
"Cool…I guess that means I'll pick you up around…what time is the best for you."
"Whenever you are awake enough to come get me works."
I could feel him smiling through the phone. "Alright, noon it is then. See you tomorrow, Roth."
"Haha bye Roy." I hung up and shook my head. Even after all the drama and every emotion I had been through that night…I knew things were going to go up from there.