Miss Hot Topic and Mr. Abercrombie Together?! Chapter 6 and 7

Gym was horrible as usual but not as bad, mostly because I was looking forward to see Mrs. Barbie with green hair. Just thinking about it made my stomach flip with joy.

When gym finally ended, I took a quick shower and changed. Even though I was done, I waited around for Mrs. Barbie. Gosh, what was taking her so long?! I was very impatient but I knew this was going to be worth it.

"Um…Angela?" I heard one of Barbie’s bitchy friends talking to Angela. I walked over to where they were standing. Oh, this was going to be good. MUHAHAHAHA :]

"What do you want Brittney?"

‘Jeez, what a good friend you are.’ I thought to myself.

"Your hair is…GREEN!!" Brittney yelled loudly and everyone heard. I laughed along with everyone else. I was laughing so hard, my sides started to hurt.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Barbie screamed as loudly as I had when my hair was turned purple. She suddenly turned around and narrowed her golden eyes. "You! YOU DID IT, DIDN’T YOU?!" She pointed right at me. ‘Oh, YOU’RE SO SMART!’ I thought sarcastically.

I shrugged and said the exact same thing that Barbie had said to me when she dyed my hair. "Oops, my bad." I stuck my tongue out at her and grinned. Revenge was better than I thought.

"Every body makes mistakes, everybody has those days, everybody knows what-what I’m talking about, everybody is that way!" I sang out loud to the corny Hannah Montana song. It was sort of embarrassing but the look on Barbie’s face made it priceless. Oops, wrong move. That set her off.

"Ooh you are SO dead!!" She yelled as she leaped in to the air, ready to pounce on me.

I quickly jumped out of the way, making her fall right on her face. I muffled my giggle with my hand and skipped away quickly before she tried to kill me again.

As I turned the corner I saw Ken leaning against a wall, obviously waiting for Barbie.

"I gave Barbie a little make-over. I hope you like it!" I grinned from ear to ear.

"Huh…?"

"Oh don’t worry. She looks beautiful! Kind of like that girl in the Greek myths. What’s her name again? Oh that’s right. MEDUSA!"

"What the fuck did you do to her?!" He seemed pissed. GOOD!

"REVENGE! She dyed my hair purple and that’s what she gets."
His mouth just hung open.

"If I were you, I would sleep with my eyes open. You definitely crossed the line when you ruined my guitar." I warned him. I did a little karate move just for the heck of it.

Then I walked right up to him.

Damn, why does everyone have to be so tall?! I had to lift my head all the way up to actually look at his eyes.

"PAY ME BACK FOR THE DAMAGE YOU DID TO MY BABY OR ELSE…"

I wiggled my fingers right in front of his face with my palm facing up, waiting for him to give me my money.

"Wait what? Your baby…?" I could tell he was trying to fight back his laughter.

"Yeah. MY BABY!"

"Psycho emo…What the hell are you talking about? I didn’t do anything to your ‘baby’." He sneered at me.

I put my hands on my hips like a brat. "Sure, sure. Fine, you asked for it Ken!"

He just rolled his eyes. Right on cue, Barbie came out crying. Wow, such a wimp.

"Baby! Look what she did!!" She wailed while running to Austin’s open arms.

EW! I thought I was gonna puke.

I cracked up all over again when I saw Barbie with bright green hair and my clothes. This day just couldn’t get better…

As I turned to leave, I saw Austin trying to hide a smile. I didn’t blame him. WHO WOULDN’T LAUGH WHEN YOU SEE A BARBIE CLONE WITH GREEN HAIR WITH "GOTH" CLOTHES?!

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"You better not leave me to walk home like last time!!" I screamed after him. School was finally over and I had to go over Austin’s house for the project.

School was the best today.

For a change, everyone laughed at Miss Barbie instead of me. Oh, the magic of green hair dye…

"Fine." He answered while we got in his BMW.

I grabbed my IPod out of my bag and shoved the earphones in. I put the volume up as loud as it could go and tapped on my lap with the beat of the song. Luckily, Ken didn’t try to make conversation and neither did I.

When we got to his house my jaw dropped open and it wouldn’t close. His house was bigger than the white house, I swear…

"Stop drooling, midget emo." I blushed a bright pink but managed to close my mouth.

I glared at him but didn’t say anything. I followed closely behind as he walked in the house. I didn’t want to get lost…

When we got in, he led me to the living room and I dropped all my stuff and jumped onto the couch.

"So did you think of something for our project?" I asked.

"Yeah." I waited for him to explain, but he never did. That’s when I got my brilliant idea. He messed with my guitar, I’ll see what I can break in his room.

"Dude, I gotta go potty." I lied while I did a little potty dance. He looked at me in disgust while I walked out of the living room. I grabbed my bag, just in case he decided to damage my property, again.

"Now, all I have to do is find his bedroom…It can’t be that hard, right?" I snorted. It was going to be almost impossible.

‘Dora, Dora, Dora the explorer! Where we going? *clap clap clap* To Ken’s bedroom!’ I was singing in my head while I opened all the doors I was passing. Gosh, I really need to stop watching TV with my little brother.

I quietly made my way upstairs. I tried the first door. Nope, not this one.
I walked over to the next one. Nope, not this one. This pattern kept on going until I reached the fifth door. It was already open so I poked my head inside. Aha! This had to be it! The walls were painted a deep navy blue and there was a huge kind-sized bed in the center. Around it, Ken’s clothes were scattered everywhere. I carefully walked in, trying to be quiet about it.

Damn, this boy really needed to clean up his room. Plus, it smelled exactly like him-Abercrombie shit. Ew. I tried to breathe through my mouth instead of my nose.

I went through his stuff in disgust. I looked under his bed and I found his IPod.

‘I bet he has crappy songs.’
I was curious so I turned it on and looked through his playlist.

OH.EM.GEE.

Most of his songs were by Linkin Park. Who would have known? This is the first preppy I met that actually liked this band. WOWIE.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I needed to concentrate. I needed something he loved as much as I loved my guitar.
Hmmmm…

I opened the huge walk-in closet. Just some ugly preppy clothes…

I opened his drawer. Mostly boxers…Ew, my eyes have been ruined for life.

Argh, I couldn’t find anything. He would probably be looking for me by now…HURRY, SELENA, HURRY!

That‘s when I saw a basketball leaning on a little cushion. I ran over there and glanced at it. It was signed by none other than Michael Jordan. How the hell did he get it signed by him? Damn, this house was full of surprises.

I’m sure this basketball would mean the world to ANY guy. I laughed out evilly. This is perfect! I stuffed the big ball in my bag. I knew exactly what I would do to this ball...BEDAZZLE IT!! I could already imagine the precious basketball covered in pink rhinestones...

I pranced downstairs. I made my way over to Ken who was still sitting on the couch.

"What took you so long?" He was eying my bag. It was all big and bulky. Argh, I should have brought a bigger bag.

"Sorry, it’s MY time of the month." I gave the same lie to Ken as I did to the gym teacher.

Just like the teacher, he blushed. And I rolled my eyes.

I was humming and whistling while he was doing all the work.

"Can you focus?!" He turned around to face me. His long blonde hair made him look like he was in a commercial for shampoo. It covered most of his sexy eyes.

WOAH! I DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!! I must be going insane…

I recovered myself quickly. "Oh so now you want me to focus? You should have paid attention to me yesterday! Hmph!"

I took my phone out of my jean pocket to check the time. It was already five. Perfect!

"Well, Ken, looks like it’s time for me to go." I grabbed all my stuff and walked out the door in a blink of an eye.

"Wait, don’t you need a ride home?" He ran out after me.

"I would rather walk then be caught driving with you, Mr. Barbie." I turned around to see his face. He looked kind of hurt. Psh, yeah right.

Probably just my imagination again.

"Fine, whatever. Don’t blame me if someone rapes you." He sneered right back at me.

"I know karate!! Don't worry," I yelled and ran.

*AUSTIN’S POV*

She was gone just like that. I sighed and walked back up to my room. I jumped onto my bed and lied down. The picture of Angela with green hair came back into my mind. I cracked up. I had to give it to Selena this time. She did a nice job…

I sighed. God damn it. I think I’m getting feelings for her. I shuddered at the thought. I rolled onto my side, trying to fall asleep, when I felt my IPod underneath me. I propped myself up on my elbow. Huh, that’s really weird. I don’t remember putting my IPod here. I looked around my room. Something was missing…

Oh my fucking god! MY MICHAEL JORDAN BASKETBALL!

Midget emo seriously crossed the line this time. All the mooshy gooshy feelings I had for her disappeared instantly. Oh she was going to get it tomorrow.