Kapitel 3: Chapter 3
I cant believe this! Linda shouted, snapping the thin blue door of her locker shut. The weak metal protested with a sharp, dry echo. All this time assuming he was keeping his almighty promise, and I was here, waiting like some stupid puppy. I shouldve known better than that. She let out a soft snort. Now I belong to the lame circle of the cheated. I bet people can see it flashing across my forehead.
I leaned my shoulder against the wall and settled my eyes over her disheartened profile. First of all, they would need a powerful X-ray vision to see it, better than the one that guy in blue tightsSupermanhas. And why do you care about the others? If they obviously dont give a damn, why would you?
I dont. She turned and faced me. Her nose was tipped with a soft red and gleamed like a premature cherry. I knew that if I touched the skin over the straight bone, it wouldve been warm, like mine was when sadness threatened to break away from my eyessomething I never allowed in public. Tears only came out in solitude. They were inexorable allies in the privacy of my bed. Outside, those tears merged into my skin, leaving a hard mask to the eyes of others.
And ignorance was what I craved.
Okay, tell me what happened. I told her as softly as I could.
She looked down and sighed. I called to his dorm last night and a girl answered. Her voice was all giddy and she kept repeating stop it baby, stop, so I thought it was a wrong number and was about to hang up when Brads voice came in and I froze.
I grinded my teeth together. Men. Why couldnt they just keep their hands in one cookie jar?
Please tell me you said something to him. I pinned her with a sharp stare.
Its over. I I broke up with him, she wavered and lowered her head.
Poor Linda. She was such a nice girl, always trusting people when she wasnt supposed to, claiming everyone deserved a chance. She believed in goodness and everything bright and shiny. Thats why people took advantage of her. And thats why guys like Brad thought they could play with her like some dumb puppet. Dont tell me I didnt warn you, Linda. College is the Holy Grail of sex for guys, with all the parties and the girls throwing at
Okay, okay, I get it, no more dating college guys unless youre in college. She looked at me with sadness in her dark eyes and took in a deep reassuring breath. She frowned, as if remembering something, and brushed behind her ear the longest side of her asymmetrical bob. Isnt Buffys boyfriend in college, too?
I swallowed back a hiss. Dont you dare mention that guys name to me.
She snapped her fingers. Oh, yeah, I remember Ian, right?
I rolled my eyes, a swirl of anger twisting my stomach. Thank you so much for the nice reminder, I said and pushed my feet down the hallway. Its not the same thing, and you know it.
Yeah, she said, following my quick stride. But it doesnt mean hes not going to cheat on her just because hes fifteen minutes away.
I stopped and turned to look at her, surprised. Are you telling me not to trust Ian, Ms. everybody-deserves-a-chance?
That caught her off guard. I, um, no. No. Ive just seen him twice, so I cant really hey! Why are you turning this on me? Youre the one who doesnt trust him. She pointed at my chest, which was covered with a black The Cure logo and a picture of the band. It was one of my favorite T-shirts, white and tight, stopping an inch below my belly button to show a bit of flat skin.
To Buffys eyes, black heeled boots were a fashion essential. To my eyes, not having vintage styled shirts was a fashion suicide.
Exactly, I dont, I said wiping my hands over my blazer, as if cleaning the thought of him from them. But I have seen him more than twice, which, believe me, is enough to have a well-rounded opinion of him.
I dont get it, she said with a soft shake of her head. He seems pretty in love with Buffy. The times we bumped into him at your house and saw him, his eyes were, like, shinning all the time. Isnt that a good thing?
I cant follow you, Linda. Are you with or against the guy? I already told you the kind of person he is.
Was.
Is was whatever. Nobody changes just like that. And especially guys like Ian who thought the entire female population was at their feet. Linda hadnt been able to witness all the lovely encounters out in the parking lot with him plastered on several girls faces, or even right here in the hallway. Since shed barely checked into school this yearher parents had transferred from the University of Iowa to the creative writing department at Berryfords preppy universityshed only seen Ians best behavior now that he was with my sister and out of high school.
Yes, hed changed a lot from the time hed started hunting Buffywhich mustve been his fastest hunt ever. Shed fallen prey to his charms faster than a pissed off monkey running to reach his stolen banana. But I didnt believe in this sudden change. I hadnt forgotten all those hot and heavy scenes with him practically eating those girls faces last year. He was a player to the core. He never took seriously any girl. And, no, he hadnt been exactly popular. He was just one of those guys who kept to themselves, hanging in one corner with a few friends, looking all mysterious and pensive, as if he would just pull out his guitar and start playing some tunes. That brooding, artsy vibe, I think, was what made him so irresistible to girlsbesides his chiseled good looks, of course. He had the looks of James Dean and the spirit of Van Gogha dreamy combination of which he took full advantage.
Wow, I love Buffys blazer, Linda suddenly said. Where did she get it?
I turned around and chased her line of stare. At Ralph Lauren, I think. What a preppy thing to buy. I snorted, looking at Buffy crossing the bottom of the hallway with the double Js. Their true names were Jessica and Jennifer, but since they sounded too run of the mill, Id decided to give them a worthy monikerone for the price of two. A great deal, really.
As if sensing my thoughts, Jennifer glanced at me, and when she realized who I was, the casual look in her eyes filled with fierce disapproval. Her eyes narrowed and she turned around, tagging along with Buffy and Jessica, her rounded chin pointing forward.
Had I said how much the double Js disliked me? And how much I disliked them? It was a world of pure love down here.
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