Diary Entry

OH. He was waiting for her name... duh. The pink on her cheeks deepened, and she wanted to bury her head in her hands.

"Sandra. I'm Sandra..." She licked her lips nervously, finally breaking the eye contact and turning it back to soup. She'd strangely lost her appetite now, unable to take another bite so she dropped her spoon into the thick liquid. Alec made a quiet sound, something that Monica didn't hear but she did. Finally glancing back up, she locked gazes with her friend with a rather blank stare. She was supposed to draw the attention away, not let it linger as she still felt eyes on her.

"So Alec, I don't think I've ever seen you around before. What school do you go to?" It was a simple question, one that didn't ask too much to seem too interested or too little to seem uninterested. Monica was going to play all her tricks to get this guy bagged, and she'd wait a couple nights before making a move on him to finally. It was the typical thing to do when you were like her, and nearly every guy knew her plan. Obviously not him.

"Crest-Fold..." He supplied easily, smiling brilliantly at her before turning his attention back to the quiet girl. She had pulled out her phone in the start of the conversation, and was now typing away quickly on the mini keyboard supplied when you flip open the phone. Her attention was no where even close to them, but he knew she was listening in on everything said, her gaze even flicking up to see what was going on every now and then. A nervous habit, like that adorable little twitch she had. And then there was Monica, a blonde bombshell that could win any kind of beauty contest. She was flirty, and was making it obvious that she wanted him while the other, Sandra, was being oh-so quiet and shy, not even really giving him the time of day.

"Crest-Fold?! Oh my god, I go-correction-WE go there, too! I wonder why I've never seen you around... I know everyone. Err... no, Sandra knows everyone, meaning yeah... I know everyone!" She stumbled around with her words, blushing furiously. It was a flush that didn't often appear on her face, signaling that she was really begin to take to this guy. Sandra sighed a bit, turning her gaze towards the door, trying to draw her attention away from the gorgeous man. She'd noticed this during their staring contest, entranced mainly with his startling green eyes. They held so much emotion, the color beautiful. His face was slender, unshaven showing a bit of dark stubble around his jaw, and his skin looked soft, well taken care of. She just wanted to reach out and touch it, to stroke the lightly tanned skin, or even play with the dark, subtle curls that fell to about his ears. The thoughts that played through her head caused her to giggle a bit, the sound causing both Alec and Monica to look up curiously. A blush rose up quickly, and she quickly tore her gaze from the man to look at Monica.

"Err... Sorry..." The girl muttered, biting her lip nervously, her twitch taking effect slightly and causing Alec to chuckle. "B-Bailey said something funny..." She had felt the need to justify herself, using her 19 year old boyfriend as an excuse. That always works, and she had been talking to him on text messages. She had told him about the situation and how awkward she felt, and he said he'd see if he could get off work early to come there to comfort her. Ahah, comfort. That's totally the right word...

"Makes sense. You and that loser are always talking, I don't see why. He associates with the outcasts and freaks, it's disgusting." Monny comment, her lip curling up in a snarl again. She never approved of the man, he didn't come from a million dollar family and worked, and didn't have a sleek sports car - top of the line. "He's 19 and still a senior! It's pathetic!" Her voice was critical, her nose wrinkling at even the mere thought of the man. Sandra slumped down a bit, biting nervously on her lower lip under the criticizing voice of her right hand girl, almost wanting to cry. Sensitive, yes. Alec eyed the uncomfortable girl, almost feeling pity for her under the scrutiny of this blonde bombshell gone wicked witch.

"He... he's not a loser. Bailey's nice..." Sandra defended weakly, looking down for a moment, her lip trembling a bit. She reached out for her apple cider, but before she could grasp it her attention was drawn towards a rough looking boy coming her way. He had his own stubble growing, but it was far longer than Alec's and scruffy looking, a dirty blonde color to match his unkempt hair. A white wife beater, one that clung to his body beneath a black button up shirt-completely unbuttoned-, showed off the define flatness of his stomach and chest. A flat tummy and pecs to stare at for hours. It wasn't something that she always focused on, but it was a fine bonus in a guy, that's for sure. A small smile played on her face, sweet and gentle as she began to scoot from her seat to get out. It was hard to miss the annoyed sighs coming from Monny, her dislike obvious as she slid closer to her prey, playing it off as nothing as her hand laid down on his thigh. His gaze was still set on Sandra, watching her as she slid from the booth with such ease and grace that it made him jealous. He marveled at her body, it wasn't very curvy, just subtle lines flaring out for her hips and a narrow waist accentuated by her small, but big enough, chest. It was obvious that he was far more taken to the petite girl than her beautiful friend, but the blonde would have to do for now.

"Oh, look. Here comes the faggot now." Monica snarled, not caring that a side of her many saw showed. Her demeanor was no longer a playful sarcasm, but now a vicious attitude that always reminded Sandra of a flesh eating beast. A... piraña...? Yeah... that. "What are you doing here? Come to infect Sandra and draw her into your loser groups?" She shifted in her spot again, pressing her side up against an unsuspecting Alec as he watched on. The small teen had stood now, nearly jumping onto the male and wrapping her arms around his middle. She wasn't much tall enough to wrap around anything else, only coming up to about the top of his abdominals. When she let go he bent down and lifted her up like a child, hugging her to his chest and burying his head into her neck. A spark of jealousy arose in his body, his eye twitching in annoyance even though no sounds slipped from her mouth. "Sandra! Stop touching him!" Monica nearly whined, throwing her spoon and hitting the new man in the head.

"Hey, bitch, watch your aim. You could have hit Sandra, and I don't think you want to be on the opposite of her wrath. I mean, up against the entire school. You know the only reason they tolerate you is because of pure fear that my dear Sandra will sick you on them." The man snarled, peeking over the shoulder of the girl he held. He was ignoring the gaze of the jealous male that Monica was snuggled up against, a hidden smirk on his lips. Envy was good, because then he knew that he had a girl that someone wanted, just merely causing him to grip her tighter. Finally, he put her down, still keeping her close by draping his arm over her shoulder, making it completely known to everyone that he was with her in just about every way there was to have someone. It was a possessive thing, something he knew that Sandra didn't mind.

"Don't call her a bitch, that's a title that's obviously been saved for you." Alec remarked calmly, eyeing the other like he would a piece of trash. The only reason he really disliked the newcomer was because he treated Monica like she was a weapon and because he was touching Sandra. The one to his side laughed a bit, know that now it was two against one, her best friend not really saying anything. She hated confrontation.

"Hey... can we all just play nice?" The meek voice of Sandra piped, her gaze cast down as she raised a hand to adjust the black cloth over her eye. A glimpse of a jagged scared could be made out, the flesh hidden beneath darkened to a gray, as if a flame had once been taken to it and turned it the color of ash. Alec stared for a moment, different situations flashing through his mind, almost in concern. But that thought left quickly as the two slid back into the booth, the male adjusting her so she basically straddled him, her head laying against his chest. It must be nice to have such a small bodied girl, he thought, staring in a bit of longing. He knew that the other, Bailey, saw this all, as his hands moved to rest on her hips, his fingers kneading the skin gently. Their stares were locked, Bailey was winning because of the treasure he kept in his lap. "Please? Fight when I'm not around.." She added, looking at Monica and Alec, her gaze mostly resting on the male of the two, a hidden emotion playing in her single gray hued eye.

"Fine, fine. Only because you asked, hunni..." Monny smiled gently at the girl, causing a bright smile to form on her lips at the reply. A quiet 'mm' slipped past her lips as she tucked herself comfortably on Bailey.

"So, who are you, fuckin' pretty boy?" Bailey questioned, still staring down Alec with challenging eyes.

"Alec."

"Sounds gay."

"And you think Bailey doesn't?"

"It's a hell of a lot better than Alec, that's for sure. I don't hear Sandra screaming-"

A hand was slapped over the offending lips, the small limb belonging to Sandra herself, her cheeks a dark violet.

"You're lying, and you know it." She stated softly, glaring up at Bailey with an intensity and a hidden threat. She truly could get mean, and she wasn't afraid to when it came to certain things. This just happened to be one of them. Monica laughed out loud, getting a few looks from passing customers and employee's of the happy little joint. "I'm glad you came, Bay..." She added as an after-thought, stretching up and pecking him on the cheek swiftly. It was chaste, but seemed to only fuel a glare that was sent towards Bailey from the two across from him.

"Alessandra..." The sound of Monica's voice caused Sandra to look over at her, a curious light playing around in her eye and face.

"Mm?"

"What ever happened to that CD I let you borrow? You know... the techno one?"

"Uhm... Would you believe me if I said Kandi attacked it when I was about to put it in my computer drive and took it away to hide?"

"DAMN CAT! I'm going to kill that thing then send it to a Chinese restaurant to be made into an appetizer."

Three surprised people turned their heads towards the annoyed girl, all three a little disgusted at the detail of the threat. And one wondering who the hell Kandi was and why she was going to be killed like so. The first to break the awkward silence was a giggle on Sandra's part, but she quickly muffled the sound by biting on her thumb nervously.

"Sorry... I'll buy you a new one..." Was the offer given, but it was brushed off as nothing. A new one could be made or bought, whatever worked the quickest. It wasn't as if the two girls couldn't afford a new one, hell.... they could buy the entire store it came from without even batting an eyelash.

"Who's Kandi...?" Alec piped, raising a curious eyebrow.

"Her cat. The devil in disguise..." Monica supplied off-handedly, snorting a bit before grabbing his hand and moving it into her lap inconspicuously. She could have sworn she heard a faint whisper of 'whore' from Bailey, but brushed it off. Could have been the wind. Haha... the wind calling her a slut. Now that's harsh. She smirked a bit, shaking her head and looking down, playing with the fingers of the calm male, thinking if she should shove them up her skirt or leave that for later. Later, definitely, couldn't be scaring him off just yet.

"That's for sure... That thing nearly bit off my hand, I swear..." Agreed Bailey, chuckling a bit at the thought of the evil grey and white cat. It was the cutest thing, small like Sandra but the reincarnation of evil. Like Monica, he supposed.

The chuckling made by her boyfriend created a hum in his chest, tickling Sandra's ear as it was pressed up against his chest soundly. Like always, it was her favorite way to stay snuggled up into him, whether in public or not. She was shy, but Bailey wouldn't allow her to be when it came to him and sitting like this in public. He was an exhibitionist, of course, though she'd never let him go any further than this.


Easily two hours passed of them sitting in that same booth of the same restaurant, but it came time for them all to part. Bailey had to get home to take care of his ailing mother, Alec was tired, and Monica was just tired of sitting there. Which meant Sandra had to leave too, even if that meant getting off of the heater that was her boyfriend.

"Well... We're gonna get going you two." Monica stated simply, standing up as she slid over Alec's lap and stretching stiff limbs, pushing out her chest in the man's direction. Too bad he wasn't looking, merely staring at Sandra as she pressed her lips affectionately into Bailey's in a chaste kiss. Right after that Monica pulled her off of him, making an ugly face at Bailey.

"Careful, Monica, you're rat-like face could get stuck like that and be even more hideous than now." He warned, grinning maliciously as she dragged her friend off in a huff. A simple, small wave of the hand was given in goodbye to the two from the small girl, a polite smile on her face as she stumbled after her blonde friend. Now Bailey looked to Alec, a threat apparent on his face. "And you... stay away from Alessandra." And with that he left swiftly, his shirt catching in the wind he created and blowing out slightly.

"I don't plan on it, faggot..." Was the unheard reply, the man turning on his heel and heading outside towards the black Mercedes waiting for him in the parking lot. It was such a pretty car...


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Ohh... Drama already, and it's merely the first meeting between the two boys.

And, what do you think of part three for 'Diary Entry"? Fun, wasn't it?

Well, I thought so.

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