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Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous

Chapter 10

I tried (I really did) to get into my house quietly, but I was a little more than tipsy and ended up stumbling through the doorway and falling in the hall with a solid thunk. I shushed myself, but that only led to a fit of giggles I barely contained. Some part of my brain knew it was about two AM on a school night, so I should really slip into bed quietly and say I got in at eleven, but a larger part of my brain was still in hysterics about how funny I was shushing myself.

“Alex?”

I looked up. “Tom!” He shushed me with wide eyes so I whispered, “Tom!” because I was just fucking hysterical at the moment.

“Did you drive home? Drunk?” he scolded me as loud as he dared, trying not to wake our parents.

I scoffed at him. “Of course not! Jacky drove me home! I didn't have my car, silly.” I snuggled into the floor. At least the carpeting in that godforsaken house was soft and plushy.

“Was he drunk?”

I shook my head. “He said I couldn't shotgun two beers in a row. I won.”

“I don't think you did, kiddo.” Suddenly, I was lifted from the ground. “C'mon, let's get you to bed.” He all but dragged me up the stairs and to my room to throw me on my bed. “So, did you get in his pants last night?”

I yawned. “Who?”

“Jack Barakat!” Tom whispered excitedly.

I shook my head. “Nah.”

He deflated. “What? Why were you at his house all day?”

My pillow is so fucking soft. I wonder what's in it? I pondered this great mystery for only a moment before deciding it had to be made of a tiny cloud – there was no other explination.

“Alex!”

I looked to my brother. “What?”

“I asked why you were at Barakat's house all day if you didn't get in his pants!”

I giggled. “Cause Liz wasn't gonna carry me all the way here, and Jack wanted to cuddle. Then he upchucked 'cause he doesn't know how to drink.” I giggled again at the memory of Jack cuddling into my side miserably at some ungodly hour of the morning.

He sighed. “But why'd you stay there today, Alex?”

My eyebrows knitted together. “Cause I was hanging out with Jack.”

“What, are you part of his inner circle now?” Tom looked unamused, and very much like he didn't believe me.

“He's my best friend! He's a twat, but he's my twat.” My eyelids were starting to get heavy. I only vaguely heard my brother mutter some form of a “good night” before leaving my room as I feel asleep.



“Wakey wakey, time for hell!”

I groaned. "No."

“Yes, let's go, you're my ride!”

I sighed but got out of bed and shuffled around to attempt to join the world of the living. It wasn't until I was sat in the car with a cup of coffee that I started to properly function. “Why the fuck am I so tired?”

“Cause you tumbled in the door at two in the morning, shithead,” Tom muttered, scribbling down random numbers on a page.

I flushed as the night came back to me. “Listen, Jack and I are just friends. He's a-”

“Twat?” My brother offered. “You said that. You also said he was your twat. Didn't know you had one.”

I groaned and put on music. I wouldn't sit and listen to this bullshit in my own car. I thought it was finally over when the two of us exited the car in silence. I should really know better.

“Tell your twat he needs to get you home at a reasonable hour on a school night next time!” Tom shouted as he ran. Coward.

“Who's a twat now?” A voice chuckled behind me.

“You are.” I rolled my eyes as Jack slung his arm around my shoulders and walked with me to my locker.

“Well, at least I'm your twat. Does that mean you'll play with me, cutie?” He winked.

I groaned. “God no. Please, ignore my brother.” He only chuckled again as I got my books. “Speaking of siblings, who's that guy your sis-”

“Dropping it Alex. We. Are. Dropping. It. Forever.” He glared.

I laughed. “Aw what's wrong, Jacky?”

He slipped back into his cool seamlessly. “Nothing, I'm just still waiting for you to try and get in my pants.”

I rolled my eyes. “It's not going to happen, Jack.”

“Mmhmm.”

I huffed.

The rest of the day was a little weird. Well no, actually the problem was that it felt almost exactly like last week. That was mostly due to the fact hat Jack was just being a flirtatious prick all day. If I brought up anything he didn't feel like talking about then he'd quickly change the subject around so that I was in the spotlight, and it was never a good one. His favorite seemed to be the reminder of my brother asking if I'd gotten in his pants – which I kept denying – and it was starting to get a little annoying.

By a little, I mean when the lunch bell rang I was really surprised I hadn't broken Jack's nose, yet, and I'd only been with him forty minutes.

I didn't quite understand the mood swing from the Jack that I sat next to as he strummed his guitar on a Sunday afternoon without a care in the world, to the asshole that slapped my ass in the hallway before he even said hello to me, but I chalked it up to something must've put him in a bad mood or something. It didn't excuse him, but it may have been an explanation?

“Hey Liz?” I asked quietly, trying to not catch the attention of Jack – who was sat right next to me, having a conversation with the other side of the table, his back to me.

She had taken the spot on my other side and deemed herself my best friend because, “Why else would I carry your sorry ass all around? You're a heavy little shit, you know that?”

She was a charmer.

“What's up, Al?”

“Is he,” I tilted my head back slightly towards Jack, “always like this?”

“Whatcha mean?”

“I mean, he's like a complete one-eighty from when we were hanging out this weekend. I dunno, maybe it's just me, but he's being kind of a dick.”

She snorted. “He's always like that sweetie. I've never seen him any different. You take the bad with the good.” She shrugged. “He's a good guy underneath everything, he's just...kind of an asshole?” She chuckled at herself.

I caught Rian's gaze and panicked. Oh god, I hope he doesn't tell that to Jack. I really didn't want to lose the only friends I had.

He stood. “I've gotta go grab homework for math, catch you later guys.” Most of the table grunted a goodbye; I offered a nervous wave.

Not ten seconds after he'd left my phone buzzed in my pocket. “Out here, now.” I groaned.

“What's wrong, cutie?”

My head snapped up as I clicked my phone off. “Hmm?”

“You sounded like someone shoved a cactus up your ass.”

“Oh, ugh, my brother texted me. Needs something or other, I'll see you in class.”

He studied my expression for a moment, then shrugged it off and returned to his conversation.

I blew out a relieved sigh once I was far enough from the table, only to get nervous again when I saw Rian looming in the hallway, waiting for me. “W-What's up?” I had had a total of maybe three conversations with him, but he still made me anxious.

“I overheard you talking with Lzzy. Walk with me.”

There's no way this is good.

I waited silently for Rian to speak. He waited until we were about thirty feet from the cafeteria before he chuckled at me. “Relax, Alex, I'm not going to eat you or anything. You're so tense all the time.”

“An-Anxious not t-tense,” I grumbled under my breath

“Whatever, that's not what I wanted to talk about. Listen, I really don't mean to pry, but Lzzy really has no clue what you're talking about, I do. Jack isn't like that with many people.” He glanced at me. “I want to say I'm surprised he was like that with you, but I'm not really. I think I just didn't expect him to be like that so soon.”

“He's being an asshole,” I muttered, pretty annoyed that yesterday's Jack wasn't just a fluke, but here he was acting completely different.

Rian chuckled. “Yes, he is. You just have to get used to it. It may or may not shock you to learn that Jack's life isn't really perfect. There's few he loves, and even fewer he trusts.” He sighed. “Jack's been my best friend for a long time, Al, so you can trust me about this.”

I sighed. “I guess. Did Jack tell you what his sister did yesterday?”

He chuckled and shook his head. “I can't tell which surprises me more: that Jack introduced you to May or that you stopped stuttering.”

I felt myself flush, embarrassed. “I-I did?”

He snorted. “Remind me not to mention it next time. So what did that brilliant little sister of his come out with this time?”

I retold my first meeting with May as we walked to my last period class. By the time we got there, Rian was doubled over laughing. He explained that it only gets funnier when you know who May was refering to, but refused to tell me.

“Ask Jack, but oh god,” he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, “I haven't laughed that hard in a while.” He gave me a solid pat on the back. “See you later, Al!” he called as he hurried down the hall, desperate to beat the bell.

“Why is it that every time you and Rian walk away with each other you come back in hysterics? You don't do that with me.” Jack pouted as I took my seat next to him.

“Because I don't actually like you.”

He tutted at me. “Now, now, Lexy, we both know that's not true.” There was that fucking smirk again, accompanied by his hand on my thigh. “Don't worry, you'll get in my pants eventually, cutie.”

I rolled my eyes and turned to the teacher as the bell rang.

I wasn't lying, I don't actually like this version of Jack that I see at school. Not nearly as much as the goof that spent yesterday trying (and failing) to catch popcorn in his mouth as I threw it at him. I'd wait it out though, he was my friend after all. He deserved the benefit of the doubt. Right?

Notes

It's slow, but it's coming along, I hope. Enjoy! - Anna


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6/9/17

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6/6/17

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8/24/16

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