I Think I'm In Love With My Best Friend Ch.1

I Think I’m In Love with My Best Friend1

Chapter One2

High school, the most savage years of school, where all the cliques show your status. Where it is just one big game filled with the jocks who were bullies, the cheerleaders who were whores, and the nerd who got bullied. Being lost in a world of that was horrible. There was the wannabes, the thugs, the preps, the ‘emos’ or scene, the punks, the rockers, the skaters, the choir, and more. She was classified between ‘emo scene’ and nerd. Since she was a high honors student and dressed like an emo nerd. She had layered and razored brown hair that went down her back, her bangs covering her eyes, glasses hat weren’t thick rimmed, but still signaling nerdiness since there was contacts now. She had nine bffs. Her main four didn’t go to her school, but use to when they were elementary and middle school. The four she had known the longest out fo the main five were all girls. The other five lived in her apartment building and the other one she had only known since the last two years of middle school. Most her friends were weird and abnormal, but the friends from the apartment buildings were popular.3

There was the ferternal twins who lived next door. Acheron and Artemis. Acheron, or Ash as people called him was a hottie, one of the most popular kids in school who actually hung around with the nerds without beating them up. He was also her childhood and still present crush. She knew everything about him mostly. She had taught him to be the perfect gentlemen, helping with realationships. His twin Arty wasn’t really a bff but she included her anyways. She was the cheerleader that everyone on the foot ball team has screwed besides her brother. She was considered a whore in her eyes, but she would never say that. The other three were Dino, Davis, and Markus. Markus was Ash’s cousin, and Davis and Dino were brothers. Davis was in his senior year while Markus and Dino where sophomores like herself. As for Ash and Arty, they were both in their Junior year. 4

It wasn’t that difficult. She was a friendly person who was bit shy and insecure. Being with a rude and nasty older brother did that to a person. 5

Now, Allie was sitting at her computer, typing away. Mostly talking to her bff Dolly and Emma. Her other two friends were busy today. Lola at swimming and Niki at her dad’s house. So at the moment she was content with her two BFFs. Her glasses were on her tank, hanging and almost about to fall out, Allie’s fingers flying across the keyboard she alternated between the IM and her Microsoft Word Processor. She was writing a new story about the Seven Deadly Sins in the times of the ancient Greeks. Something she was good at. Writing and history of The Ancient Greeks. 6

The environment she was in, her house was quiet for the moment, her sister knocked out on the single couch, her brother in his little dungeon, her dad in the shower, and her mom doing homework. She was the angel of the house. Well as angelic could get. She swore a lot, was violent, and got in lots of fights with her older brother, but that wasn’t hose she meant angel. She did all the cleaning, the cooking, and laundry. Not only that but she dedicated her free time to help take care of her four year old sister. She helped out a lot so to speak. 7

The wide screen tv was playing Noggin, well NickJR, the song “I Don’t Like Candy Corn” playing as she tried to focus on what she was going to write next. Of course there was some type of supernatural twist in the story since it was boring without it. Her homework was done, her mind cleared of school since her friends didn’t go to her school. Hero was heard from her parents room while the shower was still going. Of course she was only on here, waiting to take a shower… Her dad could be bitch when he was inn the shower. In there for hours and hours at an end. Horrible. She just wanted to beat the man.8

A bing sounded, someone had replied to her. And it was Dolly. Dolly was one of her childhood friends from kindergarten. She also liked her older brother Kevin. Ick. Of course to her. But she couldn’t stop them anyway. If her friend liked her brother than so be it. 9

It was about the latest buzz in her school. Apparently their was a new whore for the sophomore year. Her name Jeremy. Of course, there was always a whore. Even in her school. But there were a lot of whores in her school. Take Arty for example. 10

A soft knock sounded on the door. Speak of the devil. It was probably Arty asking if her brother was home. Kevin wasn’t interested in here so she was tell Arty that he wasn’t home and at a friends every time she asked. When she got up she trotted over, letting her green mountain pajama pants covering her feet while her white tank showed cleavage and a big scratch from her evil ho bag of a cat. The cat was a door knob. Every tom got a turn with her.11

Allie opened the door to see arty dressed in a bright yellow sun dress that clung to her hour glass curves. Allie had the same curves but she wasn’t as skinny and tall as Arty was. Arty was about five eleven while her brother was six-two. The girls hair was curly and long, warping around her face and bringing out the light coffee color of her skin. The woman’s eyes were a brown just like hers, but not as dark. Her face more rounded and angelic unlike hers. An oval with a roundish nose and semi-big eyes hat look huge sometimes. She had a baby face that made her so angry. Everyone thought she was adorable. Never pretty. Just adorable and huggable. 12

It made her want to punch someone in the face.13

“Is your brother home Allie?” She asked.14

“Yeah, but he is sleeping. His football practice went a bit long today.” True, no lying. Well the practice part. She didn’t know if he was sleeping or not. 15

She made a face and sighed, “Aw pooh. I guess I have to ask Davis for some company.” She went to leave but turned back to look at her. “Ash wants you, about some messages he found from his current GF.” She nodded and yelled out to her mother hat she was going next door.16

Her mother had no problem with that since the parents were friends also, having barbeques and such. So there was no problem with them going over each others apartments. She closed the door to her apartment and walked about 100 feet or so to the next apartment. She opened the door and announced herself as she walked into the house. His parents were in the living room, cuddling on the couch, his little sister playing toys on the floor. 17

“Ash is up in his room.” Ash’s mother said, her accent getting in the way of the her English. His mother was Greek while his father was half Puerto Rican and half Italian. 18

Allie walked along the hallway until she reached the staircase to the second floors of bedrooms. Ash had the first room, the door littered in writing. Her name was sketched across the top of it in sharpie. He did it one day in Graffiti because they were bored and she wrote down “coolio letters” under it. Besides that there was pictures of girls from magazines and footballs and baseballs about. Ash would never play Basketball. He said it was too girly to play. 19

She knocked on the door waiting for Ash to say ‘come in’ and then entered the dark room. The walls were black with red and white splatter paint all over it. The floor was back hardwood and his large bed was a king sized with black sheets over it. He was at the mahogany desk , his laptop on and his reading glasses at the edge of his nose. Damn, he looked so sexy like that. And when he looked up at her, his hazel green cat eyes looked straight into his eyes. He had his mothers beautiful eyes that she wanted to scratch out of his sockets and makes hers….witch wasn’t normal to think but she did anyways. 20

“These messages are…” She waited for him to finish the sentence.21

“from my girlfriend to King on my football team. She has been sending him nude pics of herself.” Woah. Talk about shame. Ash may like a girl with no shame with just him, but around other guys, that was a big turn off for him. He liked a woman who could respcet himself. If he was just looking for a quick lay, which he does a lot, he wouldn’t care, but during relationships there nothing of the sorts allowed to happen. 22

“And these pictures aren’t the regular deal.” Which meant she was doing something to herself in her pictures. Gross. She was as shy as can be in her school, hiding off from the world, but only coming out around the people who actually knew her. Like Ash, but even with the sexy giant she was still shy. “What do you think shorty?”23

She bit her lip thinking about how she could answer this. “Well, for starters you can tell she is trying to cheat on you. Or these could have been intended for you, but her sister, the evil biznatch decided to mail them out to other guys in order for you to break up with her. Or she could be just a whore who Is getting paid to send these pictures. Either way she has no shame and makes me shudder to think of what she may have been doing.” 24

Ash stood up, his ripped jeans sagging from the black studded belt he wore. His t-shirt clung to his hard chest and muscular biceps making her want him some more. She was taught not to have such lustful thoughts about a person but she had always like this man. She couldn’t help it. “And if those pictures were intended for me, then why would you think she has no shame. Couples aren’t suppose to have no shame.” He walked closer and closer to her, caging her against the door. He always did that, it was a habit of his. To be able to have his own power over the person he was with. Especially her who intentionally hurt him if he called her short or said something a little to sick and perverted about her. 25

“Well, I certainty wouldn’t do it. Anything on the internet stays on the internet, no matter how much you try to erase it. There will always be some copy of it and that means someone would be able to get a hold of it.” She said as she tiled her head up towards him. 26

“Smart. Which is why you are one my best friends. Never do it my friend. I couldn’t see someone as innocent and adorable as you doing that.” Again with that adorable. “So what should I do?” He asked as he backed off from her, walking back to his desk.27

“Talk to her about it. Ask her what’s going on. Ease her into it.” She spoke. He nodded, twisting in his turning chair. There were only a few posters littering his room, like Linkin Park with her signature on it, Adema, and Medic Droid. He wasn’t one to decorate his room. He only really put up the posters she got him, and she gave him a lot, but they weren’t up. They were back in their containers in his closet. Everything from Playboy girls to all the bands she got him. And she went to Spencers to get him very interesting posters. 28

“Okay. This will be good. Well it’s the weekend so no seeing her until school, and she will be absent on Monday so I will ask her either over the phone or on Tuesday. “29

“Tuesday. You don’t want to do it over the phone. She might think you are accusing her and she will hang up on you. “ He nodded again. “What could I do without you. My chick book.” That sentence always hurt her… She wasn’t a book to open and close as he pleased, and being called that made her stomach ache. Made it knot and twist, ripping in twos. 30

When he turned back to his computer she knew it was time to leave him be and go back to her apartment, which she did. And she grabbed the laptop and brought it to her room, sitting on the full-sized bed with a bag of potato chips. Her room was littered with Anime posters and bands. Daft Punk, Medic Droid, Linkin Park, Jeffree Star, Chris Crocker, Beyonce, Three Days Grace, and some other posters. Her main posters she loved were above her headboard. They were all from and signed by Ash. 31

Thinking about her future she collapsed on the red satin sheets. Her walls were red, the frames and doors black and the floors black also. All the floors in her apartment were black dyed oak and white oak. Her floor was littered with empty CD cases from her work. She worked overtime sometimes and got free Cds of the new releases and hottest stuff. She had mostly all the new music out there and even some CD’s that weren’t even out, and she took them out the cases and put them in this big large binder of Cds. 32

“When will I ever be something other than the book?” She asked herself, staring at the screen of her computer. Dolly and Emma had been spamming her with a bunch of ‘Hello?’ s. letting out a long sigh she replied to them and went back writing in her stories. She really needed to find a way to make herself at least pretty and not childish adorable. That was a serious let down for being in high school. Girls were suppose to be pretty and sexy to a guy not adorable. 33

The next day she went to hang out at the park, swinging all alone with no one around. Her hair was straightened of course showing how scene it was. She was wearing a black thick hoodie with Old Navy on it in cursive, her jeans skinny jeans disappearing into shin high black boots. Her winter knitted hat was brown along with her very long scarf and gloves. She looked at emo as can be besides her adorable baby face. 34

Allie spent her time staring at the boys in the basket ball court playing b-ball and laughing. Only if she lived near her friends and was bale to go to school with them. She missed them and her mother never let her go two miles to see them in Lowell. She was stuck in her plain old boring neighborhood where it was a silent as a graveyard. The only reason why she was able to go to the school they went to before was because ti was about halfway in-between, but the high schools weren’t. 35

Not many people were out today, it was really chilly and all the cleaners were out raking leaves and cleaning up the park fields. Her little sister was playing in the jungle gym with some of the other little kids, her mother at Saturday school, her dad at work, and her brother with her cousin AJ. At least he could hang out with his friends while she was tuck at home doing nothing but being a good helper. Sometimes she really hated being responsible. Every depended on her and she was tuck with so much pressure every day. 36

Her pocket vibrated three times, signaling someone had texted her. She pulled out her phone and slid it up, staring at the name. Ash. She viewed it, reading:37

“Yellow Chick Book.” 38

She didn’t even respond. She just put the phone back in her pocket. Ash could probably see her from his window, but she didn’t care. She was done with the Chick Book name. It was enough that she was called in person but over the phone too?39

No, I don’t think so.40

She would go back to being sad and depressed. No one to talk to. Dino and Davis were probably hanging out with Ash, so that was why maybe that he texted her. Allie looked over to her sister who was busy throwing leaves back in the cleaners way, making him have to rake the leaves all over again. With a sign she stood and walked over to her. Time to tell her to stop before she got in trouble.