Bullies With Benefits

PART 2

"Psst... Sinclair."

I look up from reading my book for English
as Bianca turns around in her seat and slips
something on my table with a wink.

Furrowing my eyebrows I lean forward and read whatever note she placed on my desk. It was an invitation to her house party later to celebrate the beginning and ending year of the highschool life.

Weird, when did people make invitations for a house party? Wasn't it always just a friend invite on facebook? Oh! That's right, I don't have a facebook maybe Bianca is being friendly for once.

"You in?" She asks, wagging her eyebrows at me
as I blush and look back at the invitation again,
thinking.

Who am I kidding? I bet she's going to plot something and embarrass me in front of the whole batch again. I've had enough of embarrassments my whole high school life to count.

"It's going to be fun Sinclair." She adds, shrugging her shoulders as she leans forward when Ms. Weems turns around to write something on the blackboard. "Everyone's invited, all the nerds and whatever its for the batch."

Nibbling on my lip, I look at her eyes and
contemplate it.

What could go wrong? I'm pretty sure Max's going to be there too.

"I'll talk to Max." I reply softly, avoiding contact
with her as I turn to the next page and remain
silent.

Should I really risk ging to this house party? I
don't know... I've never been to a high school party beforemaybe it's time to go to one? I'm invited to it anyways.

"Whatever you're thinking about the party... it's a no." Max says as we walk to the cafeteria, making my eyebrows furrow as I wonder when have we started walking together? Wasn't I just in English class?

"Sorry? How did you know I was invited?" I ask,
frowning.

"It's a prank Enid!" Max gapes, ruffling her straight hair. "You should know that after all these years." She sighs, shaking her head as she mutters something about killing Bianca in the field later.

Shrugging my shoulders as we line up for the food, I tell her my thoughts. "I already have a feeling something bad's going to happen to me."I mumble, combing my hair back.

Max throws her hands up and smiles. "So why do you want to go?" She asks, laughing.

"I don't know, its my last year, might as well risk
it?" she tries to explain, handing her money to the cashier as she and Max look for El.

"Risk what? Experiencing the worst type of
humiliation in front of a high school senior party? I don't think its worth it." She sarcastically says, leaning down to give El a kiss on the cheek as we settle down in the crowded table.

I shrug my shoulders while unwrapping my
sandwich. "It's not like he can do anything bad if
ou're there." I point out, chewing slowly.

Max frowns while playing with El's hair. "Enid,
I'm not going to go later." She announces, tilting her head.

Licking my lips, I give her the puppy dog eyes that never fails. "Please Max? I want to experience my first party. I want to try this thing you all do what is it again?" I cluck my tongue and snap my fingers to try and find the right word as Max's eyes all about pop out of its sockets.

"Drugs?" She hisses, looking at me like I was
crazy. Scowling, I shake my head. "No, gross. Its
something else!"

Max arches an eyebrow at this. "What would you want to do that us teenagers always do in parties?" She asks, chuckling as El listens to their
conversation attentively.

I snap my fingers and smile. "There! Drinking." I
answer, straightening up my body boldly.

My best friend eyes me in disbelief. "That's it? You want to try drinking?" She asks, trying to hold her laughter in.

"Enid, you've never drank before?"

I blush, rolling my eyes and pouting at her. "Sorry for being a loser." I huffed, digging into my pasta.

Max shakes her head at me. "No, I don't think
you're a loser. Of course not its just, if you
wanted to try drinking..." she turns to El and
she does the same. "Why didn't you ask me? I could have went out drinking with you."

I shrug my shoulders and sigh. "It never crossed
my mind, I want to go to an actually party. Where teenagers are so weird that they have sex in the stairs and go drinking in the toilets." I explain in complete awe, completely fascinated.

El throws her head back and laughs, wiping
a non-existent tear away. "God Max, Enid is
hilarious." She points out, resting her head on her girlfriend's shoulder. She chuckles at this while nodding. "That's why I love her." She replies, giving me a crinkling smile with her eyes all bunched up.

"Shall we help her out El?" she coos.

They were so gross in love.

El nods enthusiastically. "Im game for some
night out." She says, agreeing to the request.

El was soooo lucky to be Max's girlfriend. She
was a complete nerd even more nerdy than I am
and her clothes looked like some librarian picked it out for her and for goodness sake she was a goth before! But ever since Max and her hit it on, nobody dared touching her. Itd only go bad with Max.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't in love with my bully but rather be in love with my knight in shining armor best friend who has a wife.

I scrunch my nose up and mentally slap myself.

Gross Enid. You have a sick mind.

Forgetting about my inner debate, I clap my hands together and jump up and down on my seat. "So we're going?" I ask, humming my voice as Max and El nods.

"Fine. We're going but " she holds her finger up
to me. "you're not leaving my sight Sinclair."
She taunts, chuckling. "There's something fishy
about Bianca."

I roll my eyes playfully and giggle. "There's always something fishy about her." I correct, earning a few nods from my friends.

I sigh and look at them with endless gratitude.
Without El and Max, I wouldn't have friends at
all. Everybody just seemed... to not like me. I don't know why, I always tried to show how positive I am in life and try to make people laugh by saying weird things but it seemed to push them more away, which sucked for me.

Lucky enough, Max had been my friend since
she moved in during first year and came like a
wrecking ball in the field, capturing the coach's
heart and the jealousy of her teammates. She had the life I wanted.

Besides the girl of course, Wednesday Addams was the only one I had my blue eyes on. You may find it weird but I really feel this connection with her, its like no other and I'm just really upset this feeling of connection is only one-sided.

Yet at times I always had second guesses, because I'm pretty sure she looked back at me those many years ago.

I'll never know. And walking to my second class of the first day of school, they never fail to throw slushies at my face and laugh at me.

This time it was the cheerleaders, and I feel my
heart breaking upon seeing Wednesday point at me with her voice screaming at the top of her lungs as she makes fun of my face. My drenched face.

I can't wait to get out of this school.