Chapter 310
Arabella Rivera
I switched my bag to the other shoulder as Gwen and I walk out of class. “I’m hungry as fuck.” Gwen moaned.
It was now lunchtime and the bell had just rung. The scent of the food from the cafeteria was sharp enough to smell all the way here. The aroma of the greasy food made my stomach pinch.
“Okay, so about the assignment. I was thinking about writing. Oh, Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair and not the hair on your chinny chin chin- Gwen began, looking lost as she fought with her mind to come up with her next words.
Her ocean colored eyes snap down to me. “I mean it is considered poetry right?”
Laughter bubbled in my throat. I shook my head. “That’s definitely not poetry but two lines from two different books. Have you been reading children’s storybooks lately?”
She sends me a sheepish smile. “I babysat Sam two days ago.”
Sam was Gwen’s two year old cousin.
“Uh.” I grunt when a hard masculine body pushes between Gwen and I. I stiffen when the smell of cigarettes and mint lingered behind him. Haiden turns around and gives me a crooked grin.
“Sorry there neighbor, didn’t see you there.” With another playful grin he turns around and continues on his way.
One. Two-
A pale arm slings over my shoulder and draws me impossibly closer to a slender body. “Haiden fucking Cross just playfully smiled at you. Like he, fucking, smiled. This is so fucking rare, like Haiden Cross never smiles or winks. Arabella Rivera, what the fuck is going on?” Gwen’s shocked filled voice blurts out without pause.
While she awaited my response I wondered how many times she used the word ‘fuck‘.
“You should come to church this Sunday Gweneth. Please make an effort so you can be forgiven for speaking such foul language. The Lord opens his arms for everyone.” Rebel, a well–known Christian spoke as she stood beside her locker, supposedly catching the words Gwen was uttering.
What sharp ears she has there.
Great now I’m the one reciting from a children’s book.
“Fuck off Rebel.” Gwen spat.
Rebel who was known to also be quite terrified of being confronted jerks back into her locker with a loud clatter and clutches her books to her chest. Her eyes never leaving us as we strolled past her.
Frowning, I mutter to Gwen. “That was mean. Apologize.”
Gwen lets out a jagged breath before turning back to face Rebel. “Sorry Rebel. Maybe you’ll see me there. I would so want to be bathed in the blood of
Jesus!”
She snaps her head forward and mumbles lowly with a faint tone of fear.” Like I’d ever go there. Sinning is my calling. What if they se never be able to have sex again. And she even called me Gweneth.” Her beautiful face scrunches up with disgust.
agina? I’d
Spotting my locker I walked out of her hold and began turning the dial. “Do you think of anything other than sex?” I muttered, opening the locker. 1 reached in my bag to take out my phone then chuck the bag inside the locker.
“We’re in the prime of our lives Arabella, I don’t want to be old and wrinkly and not have had all the sex I wanted when I was younger. I rather have as
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many dicks as I can before I choke than none at all.”
Well, that answered my question perfectly.
“To think she had the audacity for mentioning that awful name.” She hissed, turning around to glare at Rebel who we could still catch sight of
I rolled my eyes. “You’ll’scare the poor girl.”
“Besides, Gweneth is actually your real name.” I pointed out with an amused chuckle knowing she despised the name.
Gwen huffed in annoyance, turns back around and threw her own bag inside my locker. “Yeah but that doesn’t mean I love hearing it. Stick to Gwen, what’s so hard about that?” She slams the locker shut, turns around only to lean her back on the cold metal, completely ignoring the what the hell look I was bestowing on her.
“I mean I know it’s my birth name and the name my mom chose when I popped out of her vagina, but really? Gweneth? I can’t help but think that she conceived me whilst watching some scary shit with witches and blood-
I raised my hand not wanting to be grossed out before even eating lunch. “Okay I get it.” I wiggle my nose.
She shrugs. “You have to admit that Gweneth does actually sound like a witch’s name.”
I pondered on her words but got side–tracked when Brandon who was walking by, pinches her playfully on her stomach while winking
“Hey Brandon.” Her eyes gleam with what I recognized as her usual happiness as she flutters her lashes and quickly traps her lower lip between her
teeth.
“See you tonight?” His eyebrow raises suggestively. A quick secretive look passes between the two before Gwen murmurs softly. “Definitely.”
Brandon’s grin nearly splits his face as he nods. His azure colored eyes fall on me and his smile slips. “Uh, hey Arabella.”
“Hi, Brandon.” I said boredly. Brandon was what one would call a ‘jock. He was the captain of the football team and was as dumb as they got. I guess i shouldn’t judge considering that he could actually run in a straight line.
He scratches the back of his head awkwardly and turn back to face Gwen. “See you tonight then.”
“You scare them all away with that glare of yours.” Gwen giggles.
I narrow my eyes. “Really? Didn’t you say last week that if you were to ever sleep with a guy on the football team, it would not be Brandon?”
Gwen shrugs. “What? He has a huge dick.”
I blew out an irritated breath and began to walk away. I was hungry and didn’t have the patience to listen to Gwen’s chatter about sex, dicks and whatever her crazy mind could come up with.
“Where are you going?” She asked, catching up to me. She fixes the very short pink skirt that kept riding up each time she walked. A blonde haired boy whistled when she passes by. Gwen face fixes with a cheery smile and gives him a swift wink.
“That’s a freshman.” I pointed out.
Gwen shrugs. “As long as they’re cute I don’t see any problem.”
“Right.” I nodded. “And to answer your previous question I am going for lunch. Weren’t you hungry earlier?” I question with a r double doors leading to the cafeteria.
ow as I opened the
The room was already bustling with hungry students who chattered loudly. My eyes set on those who were in the waiting line. Many of them occasionally pushed at each other.
“Oh yeah…..” Gwen laughed and swung her arm over my shoulder and pulls me towards the waiting line.
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Her lips nearly brush my ear as she whispers lowly. “Don’t think you had successfully distracted me into not asking you about Halden Groes, I need to
know everything.”
Great.
