Broken

• Chapter 9 •

"Eric! Over here man!" someone shouts from across the room.

Eric shoots the guy a smile and wave, "Give me a sec!"

He turns back to me, "You gonna be okay on your own for a while? I have to say hi to a few friends. I can introduce you if you want, but I gotta warn you, they're total dicks."

"It's fine," I tell him with a shrug. "I'm gonna go grab a drink," I tell him in exasperation.

"Solid plan," he laughs and shakes his head at me, then makes his way to a group of guys.

They all do their stupid bro-hugs and handshakes. Boys are so weird.

I walk towards a table and pour myself a cup of whatever this pink stuff is. I grimace at the taste. Way too sweet for my tastes. Major recipe for a hangover. Guess we're at a legally-blonde sorority, Elle Woods come through.

Two girls come up behind me. "Hey there," one of them says.

I turn around to face them with a pained smile plastered on my face.

"You new?" she asks, dark eyes curious.

I nod. "Cool! I'm Aya, this is Hana," she tells me.

"Clementine."

"What?"

"My name's Clementine?" I repeat.

She blinks several times. "That is literally the whitest name I've ever heard," she tells me.

I snort and try to hold back a laugh. What the hell?

"Um..."

"Ugh, excuse her. She doesn't actually mean it. It's just her sense of humor," the other one speaks.

"Where are you from?" Hana asks sweetly.

"Small town not too far from here," I tell her. "You guys?"

"Egypt," Hana tells me. "Oman," Aya says.

My eyebrows rise in surprise, "That's cool. I've always wanted to go to Egypt. I hear Oman's really pretty, too," I tell them.

"Duh, Oman is perfect. Just like me," Aya says as she runs her hand through her long dark hair.

"Where were you before you came here?" she asks.

"I was home-schooled, actually," I tell her.

"Oh man, that sucks. Only good thing about school is seeing boys, and you don't even get that! You poor thing," she sighs deeply.

I chuckle and humour her, "I know, dude. First-world-problems. A life without dick is so hard."

Aya breaks into a smirk as I join her annoying humor, "Don't worry, I'll hook you up."

"Yeah! You can show off that cute little booty of yours to the boys," Hana adds awkwardly.

Aya sighs. "Hana you're too innocent to say shit like that," she tells her.

"I am not innocent, okay?" Hana retorts.

"Yes, you are. Literally, stop."

"Guys, I'm sexy. Okay?" Hana insists.

"Oh yeah, totally," Aya turns to her and examines her outfit. "What the fuck are you wearing?"

I glance at her clothes, she's wearing bright pink pants and a green top. I don't know much about fashion, but I'm pretty sure she looks like a giant highlighter.

"You just don't have taste, okay? I'm hot," Hana is butt-hurt.

I gulp down a considerable amount of this fruity stuff, press my lips into a thin line and watch this awkward scene unraveling in front of me. "Fine, I'll prove it!" Hana folds her arms across her chest.

Dear God. It's going to take everything in me not to roast this girl. Aya and I watch her stride off towards a group of guys. The same group of guys Eric is with.

"Hi," she tells them as she begins an awkward dance around them.

I snort, completely baffled at what I'm witnessing.

"Hi, Hana..." one of them says as he rubs his neck uncomfortably. Hana does this weird movement around them that kind of looks like the chicken dance, but with sexy squat movements. "What are you doing..?" he asks her awkwardly.

"Nothing, bye!" she tells him as she rushes back to us.

What the fuck was that? My eyes are wide in shock. I am so weirded out by her actions that I can't even feel second-hand-embarrassment.

"That was really hot," I tell her. Aya breaks into laughter and Hana rolls her eyes. "Okay, I've done things, okay?"

Please make it shut up. I don't want to hear what these scandalous things are.

"I've kissed boys on the cheek before, and they weren't my cousins!" she tells us proudly.

I can't. I burst into disbelieving laughter. "What?" I breathe through laughs.

"Just... Stop," Aya tells her as she face-palms.

I feel bad for Hana. "Don't worry. I've never kissed anyone either," I offer.

They both seem surprised. "What? No way," Aya's eyebrows furrow.

I shrug uncomfortably, why is it so surprising? It's not a big deal, right?

"See? At least I kissed someone on the cheek!" Hana argues (with herself at this point). "Who's the innocent one, now?" she smirks smugly at Aya and raises her eyebrows challengingly.

God help me.

"OH MY GOD YOU GUUUUUUUYS! WE CAN BE THE NON-KISSING COOL GIRLS CLUB!" Hana tells us.

I squirm, what kind of cult is that?

"Hana, what are you even saying? I've totally sucked dick before," Aya tells her.

"EEWWW!" Hana grimaces, "That's disgusting, Aya!"

I have a feeling she doesn't believe penises exist...

She is like a three-year-old trapped in the body of a teenager with huge tits. She doesn't match her personality. Hana's tall and has a big build, she looks like she plays sports. Rugby, or something where you have to knock other people down. I'm surprised.

"It's not," Aya argues.

Hana grimaces again at the thought, "... You put like a tissue in between, right? Like you don't actually touch it..?"

Aya and I break into uncontrollable laughter. Oh, dear God. This is definitely going to be an interesting year, after all.