Wretched And Divine
Chapter Six
Lena pulled up in front of the boy's house and put the car in park.
"Thanks for the ride." He offered her a glistening smile. He began to get out of the car but Lena stopped him.
"Wait." She said to her own surprise as well as the boy's. "I think I deserve to know your name, at least."
He chuckled slightly. "Oh, it's Andy. I just assumed you knew my name already." He said.
"Oh..." Lena looked down at her lap, her cheeks beginning to grow warmer. Her body sensed he was staring at her. When she looked up again, her body had been right. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked. His facial expression was so soft and his eyes looked so inviting. He wasn't staring at her. Staring would have been too harsh of a word for the way he was looking at her.
"Can I take you out sometime?" He cocked his head to the side, raising one eyebrow, breaking the beautiful way he had been gazing at her.
Lena was a little confused and the way she reacted must've shown it, for Andy decided to correct himself.
"I mean as friends, of course." He added. "You know, like maybe a harmless movie or something?"
To Lena, a movie didn't sound all that harmless. It seemed to her that all guys resorted to a movie suggestion. She knew what guys tried to do once the lights went out. She had heard all the rumors about it in seventh and eighth grade. Some stupid, slutty, thirteen year old girl would go to the movies with her seventeen year old boyfriend. He would take her to the lamest, most unpopular movie out at the time, bring her up to the very back of the theater, and as soon as the lights went out, he would make his move. Of course it would start out as just kissing but soon it would escalate to much more and before you know it, the poor thirteen year old girl is being raped in a near empty movie theater.
Of course, both Lena and Andy were seventeen. She wasn't as easily manipulated as a thirteen year old girl but the thought still twisted Lena's stomach into knots. He hadn't even offered for her to pick somewhere to go. Usually the guy always says something along the lines of 'We can do whatever you want to do.'
"I have an idea." Lena began.
"I'm listening." Andy turned his body towards her, giving her his full attention.
Lena smiled at the idea she had in her mind. "There's this really cool place on the corner of Owl Street and Jersey Square. You wanna come with me? It'll be open mic night on Friday."
"Open mic?" Andy seemed interested. "That sounds like fun." He smiled.
"Awesome!" Lena smiled back. "I guess I'll pick you up at seven on Friday?"
"I'll see you before then." Andy said with a clear winky face heard at the end of his sentence. "But that sounds like a plan." He agreed, sliding out of the car and pushing the door shut behind him.
Lena watched him as he walked up the cobblestone pathway to his front door, turned around, waved, and then disappeared inside. She started the car up when he was gone, took one last look at the door in which he had entered, and drove off down the street away from him. She still couldn't believe that the boy who made her heart flutter every time he walked by in the hall way was now going out with her in a public place. Lena tried not to make it into a big deal. After all, it wasn't like he had asked her out on a date. He already had a girlfriend; a slutty one at that but a girlfriend nonetheless. But she thought maybe, just maybe, she could get him to change his mind.
The next day at school, Lena was so full of this warm, fuzzy feeling that she just couldn't contain it. She smiled at everyone who walked by her in the hall, even if she didn't know them. She greeted all of her teachers when she walked into their classrooms, even if she despised them. She walked with such pep in her step that she was practically skipping through the halls. But then, coming down the stairs towards her was a little reminder of why she shouldn't be as happy as she was. Lena shrunk against the railing and tried to speed by Andy's slutty girlfriend, Annabelle.
Something that Lena hated about Annabelle was that she thought her and Andy were so cute together. Lena only had once class with Annabelle but she knew how annoying she could get. Annabelle would always gush about how her and her boyfriend's names both started with the letter A.
"We were so meant to be." Annabelle would say, causing her friends to fawn over their cute relationship.
Though, it wasn't cute at all. Annabelle was super touchy-feely. She was always clinging to Andy and their PDA was horrendous. It made Lena want to gag. Lena knew Andy deserved better than her but it seemed he, nor anyone at this school, dated outside their clique or their group. And unfortunately for Lena, she wasn't in Andy's 'group'. Lena didn't have any guys in her group.
"Lena." Annabelle said when she spotted Lena at the bottom of the stairs. "Rumor has it that you're going out with my boyfriend on Friday?"
"N-No. Who said that?" Lena backed up as Annabelle walked forward. Soon enough, her back was pressed up against the whitewashed concrete wall.
"My boyfriend himself said so. I overheard him talking to Jake, you know, his friend." Annabelle said as if Lena had no idea who Jake was.
"I know who Jake is..." Lena mumbled.
"Well, you're not going out with my boyfriend." Annabelle drew out the word 'my' for extra emphasis and as if that emphasis wasn't enough, she drew back her hand and sent a stinging slap across Lena's cheek.
Tears instantly formed in the corners of Lena's eyes as the sting from the slap got worse. She could feel the hand print on her face begin to grow red with heat. Annabelle smirked and sauntered off, to find Andy, no doubt. Instead of going to class, Lena ran up the stairs and to the bathroom. She stared in the mirror at her welted face and let a few warm, salty tears sting the mark on her face even more. She wiped away the tears and texted Carson and Eve.
2700's hallway bathroom. Now.
"Thanks for the ride." He offered her a glistening smile. He began to get out of the car but Lena stopped him.
"Wait." She said to her own surprise as well as the boy's. "I think I deserve to know your name, at least."
He chuckled slightly. "Oh, it's Andy. I just assumed you knew my name already." He said.
"Oh..." Lena looked down at her lap, her cheeks beginning to grow warmer. Her body sensed he was staring at her. When she looked up again, her body had been right. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked. His facial expression was so soft and his eyes looked so inviting. He wasn't staring at her. Staring would have been too harsh of a word for the way he was looking at her.
"Can I take you out sometime?" He cocked his head to the side, raising one eyebrow, breaking the beautiful way he had been gazing at her.
Lena was a little confused and the way she reacted must've shown it, for Andy decided to correct himself.
"I mean as friends, of course." He added. "You know, like maybe a harmless movie or something?"
To Lena, a movie didn't sound all that harmless. It seemed to her that all guys resorted to a movie suggestion. She knew what guys tried to do once the lights went out. She had heard all the rumors about it in seventh and eighth grade. Some stupid, slutty, thirteen year old girl would go to the movies with her seventeen year old boyfriend. He would take her to the lamest, most unpopular movie out at the time, bring her up to the very back of the theater, and as soon as the lights went out, he would make his move. Of course it would start out as just kissing but soon it would escalate to much more and before you know it, the poor thirteen year old girl is being raped in a near empty movie theater.
Of course, both Lena and Andy were seventeen. She wasn't as easily manipulated as a thirteen year old girl but the thought still twisted Lena's stomach into knots. He hadn't even offered for her to pick somewhere to go. Usually the guy always says something along the lines of 'We can do whatever you want to do.'
"I have an idea." Lena began.
"I'm listening." Andy turned his body towards her, giving her his full attention.
Lena smiled at the idea she had in her mind. "There's this really cool place on the corner of Owl Street and Jersey Square. You wanna come with me? It'll be open mic night on Friday."
"Open mic?" Andy seemed interested. "That sounds like fun." He smiled.
"Awesome!" Lena smiled back. "I guess I'll pick you up at seven on Friday?"
"I'll see you before then." Andy said with a clear winky face heard at the end of his sentence. "But that sounds like a plan." He agreed, sliding out of the car and pushing the door shut behind him.
Lena watched him as he walked up the cobblestone pathway to his front door, turned around, waved, and then disappeared inside. She started the car up when he was gone, took one last look at the door in which he had entered, and drove off down the street away from him. She still couldn't believe that the boy who made her heart flutter every time he walked by in the hall way was now going out with her in a public place. Lena tried not to make it into a big deal. After all, it wasn't like he had asked her out on a date. He already had a girlfriend; a slutty one at that but a girlfriend nonetheless. But she thought maybe, just maybe, she could get him to change his mind.
The next day at school, Lena was so full of this warm, fuzzy feeling that she just couldn't contain it. She smiled at everyone who walked by her in the hall, even if she didn't know them. She greeted all of her teachers when she walked into their classrooms, even if she despised them. She walked with such pep in her step that she was practically skipping through the halls. But then, coming down the stairs towards her was a little reminder of why she shouldn't be as happy as she was. Lena shrunk against the railing and tried to speed by Andy's slutty girlfriend, Annabelle.
Something that Lena hated about Annabelle was that she thought her and Andy were so cute together. Lena only had once class with Annabelle but she knew how annoying she could get. Annabelle would always gush about how her and her boyfriend's names both started with the letter A.
"We were so meant to be." Annabelle would say, causing her friends to fawn over their cute relationship.
Though, it wasn't cute at all. Annabelle was super touchy-feely. She was always clinging to Andy and their PDA was horrendous. It made Lena want to gag. Lena knew Andy deserved better than her but it seemed he, nor anyone at this school, dated outside their clique or their group. And unfortunately for Lena, she wasn't in Andy's 'group'. Lena didn't have any guys in her group.
"Lena." Annabelle said when she spotted Lena at the bottom of the stairs. "Rumor has it that you're going out with my boyfriend on Friday?"
"N-No. Who said that?" Lena backed up as Annabelle walked forward. Soon enough, her back was pressed up against the whitewashed concrete wall.
"My boyfriend himself said so. I overheard him talking to Jake, you know, his friend." Annabelle said as if Lena had no idea who Jake was.
"I know who Jake is..." Lena mumbled.
"Well, you're not going out with my boyfriend." Annabelle drew out the word 'my' for extra emphasis and as if that emphasis wasn't enough, she drew back her hand and sent a stinging slap across Lena's cheek.
Tears instantly formed in the corners of Lena's eyes as the sting from the slap got worse. She could feel the hand print on her face begin to grow red with heat. Annabelle smirked and sauntered off, to find Andy, no doubt. Instead of going to class, Lena ran up the stairs and to the bathroom. She stared in the mirror at her welted face and let a few warm, salty tears sting the mark on her face even more. She wiped away the tears and texted Carson and Eve.
2700's hallway bathroom. Now.
Notes
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