19. Perfect World

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Bailey's POV:

By the look on Skylar's face right now, I know she doesn't like oatmeal raisin cookies. "Is there something wrong with oatmeal raisins?" I ask her taking a bite of my cookie, one good thing about oatmeal raisin cookies is that they're easy to make, very easy and so I work up a little early this morning to make these while still looking for my phone because I lost it for a day leading me to not being able to talk to Carmen or Skylar for the rest of the weekend, Carmen wasn't happy about that but it's happened before, more than once so it's okay. "Yes there is something wrong, these kinds of cookies are imposters they look like a chocolate chip cookie but once you bite into it, boom! Raisin and that hurts a soul, my soul." She places her hand over her heart and I roll my eyes at her theatrical moment. All because of a cookie flavor.

"I made them though." I nudge her arm, "What did you make Bails?" We got to our spot and Carmen was there as always, "Oatmeal Raisin cookies, want some?" I asked holding out my Ziploc of deserts. "You know I'm going to say yes, give them here." She happily takes the bag and I see Skylar sit on the bench leaving a gap between them, I'm assuming for me and so I sit taking my bag back before Carmen eats them all. I looked between them as they both eat, this is awkward. Carmen said she's fine with Skylar like she's fine, I don't really know what that means I'm pretty sure though she means that she can tolerate Skylar and I did tell her about Skylar's and I's pool sneak in but all she said was that I should be careful.

I understand that she doesn't trust Skylar yet, I do but a chance would be nice. "So how was your guy's weekend?" I try to make conversation, "Good until you randomly lost your phone." Carmen takes another bite of the cookie, "Right, I'm sorry about that but it's not my fault it grew legs and ran away." I justify me losing my phone, I don't know how I lose it so often. "Mhm sure." She gives me a 'really' face, "How about you Skylar? How was your weekend?" I avoid Carmen's gaze, I don't even know why I'm asking, we spent almost an entire day together, "It was good." She licks her thumb and I quickly look away. What is happening with me? "Just good?" I ask pretending to inspect my cookies.

"Yeah it was good, then you lost your phone so then it got boring." She says and I see Carmen shoot forward in her place, "You text Bailey?" She asks this is something I forget to tell her, "Yup and we call too." It was one time because I wanted to say 'thank you' for the night at the pool since I couldn't once I got home. They both stared at each other and now I regret starting this conversation. Eventually, the bell rang and I couldn't be more grateful to end this uncomfortable situation that I made, "I'll see you, Bailey." Carmen and I hug then I watch her walk to class before turning around to see Skylar still standing with me. "Do you want a hug too?" I ask trying to hold my smile back.

"Uhh." She sounds and I put my arms down, I'm not going to hug her if she doesn't want to. Although I practically hug her when we're on her bike. "I'm going to head to class." She clears her throat turning around but I quickly grab onto the back of her shirt, "I have a question." I say remembering what happened with Mrs. Hall. "Yeah?" She fully turns around as I let go, "How do you easily stand your ground?" I ask and she sighs looking around, "I'll walk you to class." She wraps her arm around my shoulders pulling me to her side, oh my what's happening. It's new and I like it. "So are you going to tell me how you can easily stand your ground?" I ask while seeing people look at us, confused? Shocked? Surprised? Bewildered? Amazed?

"It's easy for me because if something doesn't sit right with me, I'll fight on it. It's the way I was raised, my brother is like that and so is the criminal family member. If it's wrong to you then fight on it and it doesn't even have to be on the big things. It can be little things like defending yourself or justifying your actions. Like I think it's stupid for kids to be sent to the office for being late like just let them in, at least they came right. Ha, that's what she said." She laughs and so do I but trying to stop altogether. "You laughing at my joke Beans?" She leans down eye level with me. "Hmmhm no." I try to deny it. Her ego is going inflate.

"I think you did." She continues to tease me and I stop walking undoing her arm from my shoulders and I stop walking before entering my class, "I did not, I just thought of a funny vine." I lie, I'm a sucker for 'that's what she said' jokes. "Right a funny vine so which one is it?" She asks leaning against the wall, "Uh, Joe's barbeque foot massage." That's an easily forgettable vine that is one of the funniest things on this earth. "Riiight." She drags on the word. "Anyways moving on since you don't believe me-" "You're right I don't believe you." She cuts me off smirking, I really leveled up her ego.

"N E ways. Are you going join me in class?" I ask although I should really stop because I don't think it's good that she's skipping classes but she doesn't care. "Not today, my brother chewed me out for getting calls about me not being in class, so I'm gonna listen to him before he takes my bike keys away again." She rolls her eyes obviously annoyed, "Yeah you should definitely go before I influence you." I bounce my eyebrows, "You? You influencing me? I think it's the other way round Beans. I'll see you later." She winks at me before turning on her heel. She can wink at me all she wants, I will not complain. "Miss. Bailey, do you want to stare at the hall or do you want to come into class?" I get knocked out of my not so innocent thoughts and get into my 1st period.

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"Does everyone understand?" Everyone in my class nodded after Mr. Bloom finished explaining the last section about how the economy works. I hate being in economics but he makes it interesting enough. "Good, now your final paper is due by the beginning of next month then after will be your final projects for the year before you graduate in a few months, this paper will be on your perfect economy, how will you control your world and it will go into your project, putting what you've written into reality but I'll explain more of that later, use this time to brainstorm some ideas research but keep the volume low almost silent because I will be having kids test in here." He stops talking letting us get to work and I take out my computer.

My own economy? Is it like how I built it from the ground up or can I can create it out of thin air? Of course I want my economy to be stable and reliable. "Hey Mr. Bloom, we're here to test!" A loud voice echoed in the class and everyone turned their heads, even me. "Right come on in and please lower your voice because as you can clearly see I have my own class doing their work, go ahead and sit wherever there's an open seat but again please be quiet." A small group of students walk in each holding a thin packet. "Sorry Mr. B." I looked to my right seeing an empty seat but there seemed to be enough seats that are away from me. Universe please don't let anyone sit by me. I looked back at my laptop and I started writing notes down while looking at how The Hunger Game, Divergent, The Walking Dead and The 100 social constructs work and I see someone sit beside me out of the corner of my eye.

Universe what did I just say? That's it, I'm not asking anything from you anymore. "You're not giving me the silent treatment again are you?" I paused typing after hearing the voice and I see Skylar spin a pencil in her fingers while not sitting in her chair properly at all. How gay, but I can't say anything about it because my legs are crossed over one another. "Are you taking a test too?" I whisper and she nods, "What are you doing? Because I don't think watching Mocking Jay helps with school?" She raises an eyebrow and I look back at my screen to switch tabs. "Actually it is because it's for a project on my own perfect economic world and shouldn't you be taking a test instead of talking to me." I show her some of my notes.

"You're right, I'll talk to you after my test and then we can talk about your perfect economic world burning to the ground." She gives me a playful smile and I turn my computer back around. I'll show her that my world won't burn at all. I got back to work occasionally glancing at Skylar seeing her work on her test about human anatomy, I only knew because I saw multiple people including her try to count bones in their hands. Half of the class went by and I got most of my draft done which I think is pretty awesome, I turned to Skylar hoping to tell her but then I saw her knee bounce like crazy, "Are you okay?" I whisper and she shakes her head, "Fuck this test, I know the fucking answers but shit I can't fucking think right fucking now." I couldn't keep up with the amount of cussing that just happened.

"What do you mean you can't think right now?" I ask leaning in closer and she puts her pencil down and I glance behind my shoulder making sure that Mr. Bloom isn't looking and then I take a look at her answers. "You have them all right." I didn't know she was this smart. Every answer is correct almost flawless, maybe she has testing anxiety that's a thing. "I know, maybe I don't fucking know right now." I see her free hand and I quickly took it in mine and I noticed her leg calm down. "You got this." I tell her and she acknowledges my motivation, her eyes were fixated on our hands being interlocked, the same way as they were at the pool also still soothingly warm. I could hold onto her hand forever, wait Bailey that's weird don't say that.


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