H E' S M I N E

C H A P T E R – S I X

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"My mum is a lawyer, and yours?" asked Chelsea. I flip my hair back and look at her, "Well my mother is an FBI agent."

"Oh okay... I barely ever get to see my mum because she's like always with her clients, so my relationship with my dad is like really strong," she continues. I nod, "My father is dead." I can't tell her how he died because she is barely my friend and it is personal. I didn't even tell Xander that. My mother wants it that way, to stay with us. However, I kind of told Troy and Jay, but they swore to secrecy and I trust them, so I'm fine.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"Yeah don't say you're sorry, it doesn't help," I bluntly say to her. My dad is dead and her saying sorry doesn't make it any better. I don't know if she actually means that, or if she just really wants my friendship. I loved my dad so much, and I really can't take that 'I'm sorry for your loss' or 'I know how you feel' because it's all lies. No one is really sorry, they just want to be on your good side, and no one actually knows how I feel because they aren't me. I'm the only one who feels how I feel.

"Sorry..."

"Stop apologizing," I roll my eyes. Chelsea cleared her throat, "I'm annoying you, aren't I?"

I don't reply to her because I know my answer would hurt her fragile feelings. I don't even look at her. "I guess that's probably why no one in school wants to be my friend."

"Chelsea, I-" she stopped me. I'll admit, she did make me feel bad, horrible in fact. I did hurt her feeling.

"I'm like the girlfriend of the most popular guy in school, yet I basically have no friends. It has to be that..." she says softly. I semi roll my eyes, "No, Chelsea, you aren't annoying. Trust me, I've met more annoying people."

She flashed a sad smile as she looked up at me, "I know I'm annoying and have low confidence level and shy and whatnot, but I promise if you get to know me, I'm not like that. I would really like to be your friend."

"Okay."

"What? Are we friends? Do we sit together at the lunch table or something?" She asked me. I laugh, "Right now is good. Monday we'll see about the lunch table thing..."

"Oh good," she lets out a sigh of relief, "I don't think I fit in with Xander's friends."

I nod my head, obviously. They all hate her. She's boring as fuck.

Although now, she seems a lot better than how I perceived her to be. She actually smiles. This doesn't mean I'm all buddy buddy with her, it simply means she's now my second most hated person on my list.

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Troy, Jay and I walked down the halls to the cafeteria on Monday. They both seemed stunned by my talking to Chelsea earlier, and I promised I would tell them soon. To be honest, I have no idea what I'm going to tell them, because this entire thing revolves around Xander. Which is a topic they shall know nothing about until a later date. I trust them and all, but I just can't. I know they obviously won't judge, but there's just something about telling another person is scary. I need to build up my courage to do that...

"So is she like normal?" asked jay, "Like to talk to."

"Because I hear she is like a mental asylum patient," adds Troy. You can always count on these two to make thing sound horrid. Troy and Jay are the worst to be enemies of. They insult me like hell, and they like me.

"Yes, I heard that also... crazy..."

"No she's not crazy... I think," I laugh as I pushed the double doors to the cafeteria. I look to our table and found Chelsea and Xander sitting there. My eyes widen and I stopped in my tracks.

"Nope... no. no. no.no," I mumble and turn back around. Both troy and Jay held me back from exiting the cafeteria. I groaned as I turned back. "You're going to face your crush," Troy says. I groan, and decided to just go along with it, since arguing wasn't going to help me, especially against Troy and Jay. "I don't want to do this. I totally rather sit in the-"

I was interrupted by Chelsea calling my name and waving to me. I fake smile and wave back. This is literal hell. I take a seat at the circular table next to Chelsea. Troy was at my side, followed by Jay, then Xander and back to Chelsea again.

"Hey guys!" Chelsea is being too happy. It's like she's never had friends in her life. Now I know why Xander is with me; she really is annoying. I was happy to see Xander wasn't holding her hand or being affectionate, he was actually on his phone. He seemed like he missed his table.

"Hello, Chelsea," greeted Troy, being the nice one.

"Wow, I've always wanted to talk to you guys," she smiled. I leaned back in my chair, glad she wasn't speaking to me.

"Wow, I feel special," Jay says and grins.

"So like, how does it feel? Like to be gay?" she asked. I looked up at her with raised eyebrows. What kind of stupid ass question is that?

"It feels normal, Chelsea," I tell her, "Just like how it feels normal when you're with your boyfriend, it feels fucking normal for them too."

"Oh, sorry if I offended you guys. I didn't mean to. I just really want to talk to you guys."

"Yeah, well you ruined all chances of them ever talking to you back," I say and roll my eyes. I notice Xander giving me a look but I ignore it. He honestly didn't expect me to act like that. I'm not going to filter my words for a girl I don't like. It got silent for a while and once again I lean back in my chair.

"You know what," Troy says, "It's okay."

Jay scoffed, "Like hell it is." I smile at him. I can't help but love him so much. Jay is my fucking spirit animal. If I was a guy, I'd be Jay.

"I really am sorry..." Chelsea speaks up. I don't want to add anything to the conversation. I glance up at Xander instead. He was completely out of it as well; he was more focused on his phone. Troy and Chelsea began talking as though nothing happened, while Jay went on his phone. Seconds later I get a text.

Jay:

I don't like her, like at all.

Me:

Join the party.

Jay looked up at me with furrowed eyebrows. I text him, 'I'll explain later'.

I think I'm sort of ready to tell them the truth. I don't know what triggered it, but I want to finally be completely honest with my best friends. Also I cannot be the only one hating Chelsea, we all need to. However, I think it would only make sense to ask Xander first. I mean it's his secret too.

The end of lunch came and we all separated, well besides Chelsea. For some strange reason she just wanted to walk me to my locker. I think she's trying too hard for this friendship. She's doing my job. I'm supposed to be stressing her to hang out with me so we could be close, but she obviously wants that role.

"So uh, Jay hates me now, doesn't he?" she asks me as I pull out books from my locker. I shrug my shoulders, "Uh yeah, I guess."

"Can you please tell him I wasn't trying to be..." she trailed off.

"Uh I have to get to class," I say to her and slam my locker shut.

"Shae, please. I need you guys as friends, I haven't smiled in a while and you guys make me smile," she reaches for my hand but I move away slightly. I don't want to seem mean or anything but she basically disrespected my friends, I'm not taking that lightly.

"And what about Xander? Doesn't he make you smile?" I ask her, hoping her answer is no. She rolled her shoulders, "I don't know...Xander is a long topic..."

"Okay, well I have class now, so maybe we could talk later?" I ask her, hugging the books to my chest. The bell rang for us to go to class and Chelsea looked back, "I have to get my books, so I'll see you around, okay?"

"Uh yeah..." I nod. Chelsea turned to walk to her locker and I let out a breath. I feel so fake and bitchy. I'm not really like this, I swear. After she is gone, I open my locker and shove my books back in. I grabbed my bag and walked to the exit. Out of absolutely nowhere, Troy pops up at the side of me.

"Where to?" he asked.

"The bleachers."

"Cool," he nods his head and smiled at me. We walked to the Bleachers in silence. Basically all seniors were out here, I don't get why. I think it's because we aren't really doing anything in class now so we're just chilling for the while. The pressure will build up eventually.

"Oh my god, Shae! Do you know what's coming up!?" Troy exclaimed after we were both seated at the very top of the bleachers where it's breezy. I shake my head and looked over at him with rose eyebrows.

"Oh my gosh, girl, Prom!" he squealed. I groaned aloud and rolled my eyes. I don't even want to go to the stupid prom, hell I don't even want to go to the actually graduation ceremony. They can ship my awards or whatever. I'm so happy to be done with high school, like after exams and stuff I don't want to set foot in this place again. Too many idiots who only waste my time.

"Troy, you know I hate those things."

"Yeah, well I love 'em, and you are going to attend it because it won't be the best night ever without you."

"It will totally be the best night ever because I'll be in my house eating food and watching movies. You and Jay will have the times of your lives."

Troy scoff, "Sweetie, trust me, your ass will be at prom."

"Troy we're like one month away, anything can happen during that time," I say and look out at the field. The team were out there just fooling around. There were some girls on the field, trying to play football with the guys, but failing horribly. The only person I don't see and is happy about is Chelsea.

"Right," says Troy, "Where's Jay? I feel like I haven't seen him in ages..."

I smile and coo in my mind. It's only been like fifteen minutes since we separated at lunch. Gosh, I seriously cannot wait for Troy to realize Jay is his soulmate. "He's probably with some guy I a closet or something," I say, only to get his reaction. I need to know if Troy secretly feels the same way. I know he got a guy's number Friday night, but he totally likes Jay. I just know it.

"Wow. I always thought he was a virgin..." he smiled.

"Seriously? Jay? A virgin?" I haven't really asked him that yet, because honestly those things are like the last things on my mind. I'd quicker think to ask him his favorite ice cream flavor than if he's a virgin or not.

"Yes, I think he is. I mean, he just has the virgin look."

"And what's the virgin look?" I ask Troy with a laugh. He smiled, "That's you know...the virgin look. I mean, there's a look you have when you haven't done it yet... that sort of stupid elementary schooler looks." he says and begins to laugh right after.

"Do I have that look?" I ask him, trying to hide my smile. Let's see if my best friend really is my best friend. Troy scratched his cheek and smiled at me. I stared at him with an amusing look, "Well?"

"Well to be honest you look like a freak. I mean 'legs toughing the ceiling' freak," I begin to laugh loudly and playfully hit him. I am not a freak... sometimes. Troy continued, "But no, you don't have that virgin look."

"oh," I nod my head.

"So are you?" He leaned closer to me. If I go to tell him the truth he'll want to know who it was, and I'm not going to tell that...yet. I have to talk to Xander first. But he's my friend and I hate secrets, "Okay, no, I'm not a virgin."

Troy gasped, "You whore! Who was it?"

"I'll tell you guys later. But you tell me, are you a virgin?" I ask with a smile. Troy moved his hair from his eyes and sat straight, crossing his legs and looking in front. He said, "I'll tell you guys later."

I begin to laugh, "You're an idiot!"

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