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Kids In Love

Assumptions

“She was so fuckin’ hot,” TJ said probably for the 8th time that night as he and Jon crawled into their beds, after the party.

“Yeah, she was cute,” Jon agreed pulling his covers over his body, he could already feel the headache he would have in the morning.

“And half naked!” TJ squealed starring at his ceiling. “Naked Jon!”

“I know, I was there man,” Jon said trying to fall asleep as the early hours of the morning passed.

“I'm gonna ask her out,” TJ informed an exhausted and irritated Jon.

“Good luck with that now shut the hell up.”

*

“Lain, wake up you butt,” Alisa said shoving her sleeping friend. “You have class in thirty minuets.”

“Advil,” Marlaina groaned helplessly. Rolling her eyes, Alisa sauntered over to her suitcase, pulling out her pink toiletries bag. She took out the bottle of Advil and chucked it as hard as she could at her friend.

“Bitch,” Marlaina muttered taking two pills, and downing them with a vitamin water she had at her bedside.

“Let’s go my love, your Pharmacology Class waits.” Alisa said as she pulled on a pair of jeans and a white button up blouse.

“Give me twenty minuets, and I’ll be ready.” Marlaina mumbled into her pillow.

“Like hell you will,” Alisa said pulling the sheet off Marlaina’s body.

“Don’t forget cheerleading tryouts!” Marlaina shouted as Alisa walked out the door, heading off to her Writing Class. Rolling her eyes, Alisa mumbled a ’See you there’, and sped off to class.

*

“Okay, you were supposed to be here at 4:30.” Marlaina stated as Alisa met her at the gymnasium.

“Its 4:42, I'm like twelve minuets late, calm down,” Alisa said, “Did you find the sign up sheets?”

“Yeah, they are inside at the front office. And there is hockey cheerleading and football cheerleading, so we have to pick one…”

Alisa pondered for a moment weighing her options. “Football definitely,” She nodded, “They throw better parties, and hockey players are just dopes.”

“Good plan,” Marlaina agreed and they both walked over to the front office to sign up for cheerleading. “I still cant believe we are doing this, we always thought cheerleaders were retarded.”

“But our scholarship states that we need to be well-rounded students, this is just something we are adding to our list.” Alisa explained signing her name on the sign up sheet.

“Holy cow,” Marlaina gasped her eyes windening in surprise.

“What!” Alisa screeched spinning around to find what her friend was gawking at.

“Its Jon,” Marlaina breathed out dreamily.

“Oh Lordy, you like him that much?” Alisa rolled her eyes facing her friend once again.

“He’s cute,” Marlaina shrugged signing her name as well.

“He doesn’t look like your type though,” Alisa reasoned looking at Jon out of the corner of her eye, as the hockey team took the ice. “Too serious…looking.”

“Well you already stole the other one…” Marlaina pointed out handing the clipboard back to the lady at the desk.

“What other one?” Alisa exclaimed her eyes widening in shock, “Wait, BJ?”

“Its TJ,” Marlaina laughed. “Yeah, rumor around campus is, that he fancies you ma’ dear,” Marlaina said in a British accent.

“Nice,” Alisa laughed, “Well I don’t fancy him.”

“Don’t look now, but you are getting ogled.” Marlaina giggled. Alisa looked over her shoulder to see TJ skating around the ice, not taking his eyes off her. When he noticed her smiling, he gave her a slight wave, which she returned.

“Hmm, he is sort of really good looking.” Alisa supposed. Then shaking her head as if to rid the thought, she added, “No, no, no, what did we say when we first got here? No boys. No exception. Look, but do not touch. You are here to become a journalist, and I'm getting my Business Degree. We are on a huge scholarship, and a boy would only screw that up.”

“I know, but they are so cute!” Marlaina squealed.

“Lain, focus.” Alisa said tapping her friend’s forehead. “Come on, there is a party tonight at Brett’s.”

“The senior?” Marlaina viciously whispered.

“The senior.” Alisa confirmed, “And we are so invited.”

Comments

I am in love with this story and i can't wait to see where it goes. :)
lexwashere22 lexwashere22
5/31/13