Last time on "Merchandise"......

"XIMENA!"

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I snapped my head around, trying to discover where the sound came from. My eyes landed on the top floor window. Amaya was dangling out of it like a psychopath. Her face twisted with anger. The blond yanked her head back inside and leaped downstairs. She threw open the door so hard that I thought the door hinges had fallen off.

"Hey girl!" I grinned and extended my arms. She rushed towards me and punched me.

"How dare you block me!"

"Ow! What the fuck?!" I screamed and clenched my cheek. Tears filled my eyes. Their was no way that she was going to hit me. After all these years of Amaya hitting me, I took my first swing back.

"Ow! You whore!" She cried and held her nose. "Wah! My nose!"

"That's not the only thing going to be broken."

I screamed and threw myself at my former 'best friend'. Zion came rolling back and pulled me off the dumb blond. We were yelling and kicking. Neighbors were peeking out their window like Homer Simpson.

[Hypophrenia]

"Ximena! You're face! Are you okay? What happened between you two?! " he shouted and held my hands down. His right stroking my injured cheek. I clenched my jaw and let the tears out.

"She fucken swung at me!" I cried. "Who punches someone when they get blocked?!"

Amaya-I mean the clown-extended her arms "Me! That's who!"

Zion frowned "That doesn't give you the right to punch people."

"I'm also hurt....why don't you pay attention to me?" She quietly sighed. Her arms clenched into a crisscrossing motion.

"What do you mean?"

"Zion, you clown...I love you." She confesses.

"Oh."

"And when she was whoring herself out to you...I was..."

Pressured her. "You what."

"I was...I don't want to say it."

"Just say it."

"Fine! I was jealous! I, Amaya Reed was jealous of someone like you, Ximena Write!" She shouted. Everything was silent. I couldn't believe what I was hearing... my best friend in the entire world, was jealous of me.... she was filled with envy when I was filled with delights for her successes.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because you're always getting the guys I like to fall for you! You always get better grades without trying hard! The worst thing about this is that you're not even trying!"

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Jealousy is an awful personality."

"W-what?!"

"Do you expect me to pitty you? I've put aside my own happiness just to even hang out with you." Zion clutched onto my arm and helped me stand up. With a final glance at my former best friend, I said this. "The truth always comes out. A snake always sheds their skin and a clown takes of their makeup."

Zion pulled me away before I could scratch up her face for a second time. Anger but sadness filled the pit of my stomach. "Gee, you got fucked up didn't you?"

[Putain]

"This is nothing compared to what i did to her"

"Oh really? It doesn't seam like she was injured at all." He teased and playfully grinned at me. I puffed out cheeky smile and looked up at him.

"Oh really? Want me to go show her?" He shook his head. "Hey, thank you for..you know.."

"No, I don't know...what are you thankful for?"

"Well shit, looks like we both don't know what now."

"I'm joking! I'm joking! You're welcome, Ximena." He wined and faced me. I shook my head and pulled a strand of hair behind my ears. "Let's get you to school, you have a quiz remember."

"Ugh, I rather not." I groaned. Zion pokes me in the ribs and threw his skateboard down. I jumped on and we started to glide to 'St. Mariano Campus'. Im pretty sure that the first two periods must've been over, better late then never.

"Good luck!" He grinned as we pulled up to the school. I frowned and slowly stepped off, I didn't want to go to school. I just wanted to hang out with Zion and the boys, but they were probably going to be busy with Simon on their dick.

"Why even bother, I didn't study and I look like a wreck."

"Maybe this." I felt a soft pair of lips latch themselves onto my forehead. Time stopped as so did my body. I didn't know how to react. Fireworks exploded in my heart and everything felt perfect. Friendships and schoolwork steeped out of my brain. He pulled back and had a cocky grin on his face.

He threw down his skateboard and started to roll away. I bit my lip and waved at him. 'Well shit, now I know I'm failing for sure..'

I shook my head and headed inside, I picked up a couple sheets of paper and headed up to my third class. Math. I walked in, not giving two shits and sat down at my desk. I threw my head down on the table and started to ponder...what did that kiss mean?

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I almost ended the book here with a terrible ending, but uh, too many loops in one chapter is a bit too much to handle for y'all.