Chapter 6: No Strings Attached

I checked my email the next morning. The night didn’t go exactly as planned…as we knew it wouldn’t. Obviously we did our homework; it just took longer than it should have. It wasn’t hard, actually quite easy and quite enjoyable. But that might just be my [not so] inner nerd talking. No, the reason it took so long was because Kyla was regaling me with her tales from the dark side. That’s what we call her home experiences when Spencer and her insipid cult of “friends” are there.

Though they’d been together since like…what? Sixth grade? I don’t even know, nor do I care, but whatever. They’d all been together for a while, and it was still painfully obvious to us that they weren’t really friends. Just three, or four depending if you counted Spencer’s boyfriend, whom I still swear is gay regardless of what everyone else thinks. Screw everyone else damn it, I’m always right. That kid, total Cake Boy. As Murray would say…

Anyway, they were just three or four people the universe just happened to throw together in a random almost food fight. I say almost because, duh, a single carrot, though sometimes a precursor to food fights of epic proportions, doesn’t count as a certifiable one. Sometimes I wish they’d never met, mainly because of Kyla. It wasn’t fair that she had to deal with that crap day in and day out. She was nothing but nice to her sister and what did she get for it? Jack. Shit.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not deluded or naïve enough to think that life is always fair to those that truly deserve it; trust me, I’m well aware that it’s not. But there’s nothing that gets to me more than when the insecure and yet unbelievably arrogant snobs pick on the innocent that would never as much as look at them. People they don’t even acknowledge three quarters of the time and then when they do it’s either to copy their homework or tests or to make their lives hell. Spencer and the rest of the Idiot Brigade were no different.

Technically Spencer had brains, I mean she was student body president or whatever, but she still had that ditzy, air headed way about her. Her “best girl friend” was to blame for that. Stupid slut.