Romeo And Juliet Roller Coaster
Author: C.C Phoenixx

Chapter 8

It was lunch time and I was ready to pass out as I walked into the cafeteria with Hayden and Mac. My eyes were drooping and to most people I looked fuckin' stoned. But I wasn't, just tired, the night before had caught up to me and with a sigh, I plopped myself down at our table where Blue was sitting talking with some girl who looked vaguely familiar...while the guys went to go get our lunches.

I stared at her for a while until she looked over at me and they both stopped talking. I didn't like outsiders at our table, people liked to gossip about the five of us and this girl looked...I don't know, suspicious?

I watched her face as she began to think I was stoned and, deciding that that was my best route, I said, "You're face looks beautiful in green, babe!"

Blue was gawking at me and the girl's jaw dropped. "What?"

"Don't worry, I won't let the birds peck out your eyes...they're so pretty, all six and a half of 'em."

She opened her mouth to respond, then closed it, and turned to Blue saying, "Uhm...I'll talk to you later...Blue?"

"Yeah," he muttered, glaring at me as she left. "What the fuck was that for?"

I smirked at him, "Protection."

"Protection?" he echoed skeptically.

"Yup, you see she's one of those gossip-whores? Do you remember that rumor about Monica being a lesbian?" I asked him suddenly.

He nodded.

"She started it."

Blue looked over my shoulder at the girl as she sat down with a couple of her friends and he sighed, "Oh."

"Mhm," I murmured right as my phone vibrated.

I pulled it out and saw that it was Jude. With a slight smirk I opened the message and read it get ready for a fight was all it said.

I knew what that meant and groaned inwardly as I slipped my phone back in my pocket and flipped my hood up on my head.

"Blue," I said, dropping my head on my folded arms that rested on the table.

"Yes?" he asked as he answered a text message.

"I'm tired," I muttered then yawned, burying my face in my sweater.

"I heard you tossing and turning last night, nightmare?" he asked distractedly and my head shot up, eyes wide as hell, mouth dropping open.

I was about to burst out laughing before I reigned in my emotions and expressions and said, "Yeah, I had a dream that I drank 4Loco and had a seizure."

Blue looked up at me with a questioning look on his face as the guys sat themselves down beside me. Hayden slid my lunch tray to me and him and Mac dug in immediately. Unlike most high schools, we actually had good lunch food surprise surprise when it came to the town we lived in.

"Thank you, Hayden-Bear," I murmured and leaned my head on his broad shoulder as I cracked open the Diet Coke he got for me.

"No problem, Bama," he said through a mouth-full of pizza.

I laughed and sipped my soda as we all fell into a strange spell of silence...that's when Jude came along.

My heart sped up, my grip on the soda can tightened, my teeth sunk into my bottom lip, and my body went stiff. Jude's eyes slashed towards mine and the look on his face killed me...but it was all an act. All an act, and I was one of the actors.

Blue's eyes flicked towards me and watched as my  back straightened and my lips curled into a sneer, eyes shooting daggers at Jude.

" 'Ey, cuz," Mac murmured putting his fist up.

Jude connected his knuckles to Mac's and sat himself down next to Blue, directly in front of me, he only held a Monster in his hand.

I glared at him as if I wished I could set him on fire and the tension at our table was nearly touchable. It made me literally sick to my stomach.

"Bam," he said through his teeth, glowering me down.

"Jude." I took another sip of my soda, thinking it would ease the queasy feeling—it didn't.

"So, men, guess what I just scored!" Jude smirked his I've-got-another-fucking-partner smile and it was sad to know that I knew him that well.

"What man?" Hayden looked up from his pizza, his eyes hard. Hayden knew what was going on. And suddenly, I thought, why was Hayden fine with it...?

Maybe he doesn't like you that way, Bam, ever think of that? that voice whispered in my head.


"Alicia Sicilie," Jude said proudly, leaning back in his chair, a smug smirk on his face.

Mac laughed and said, "Fuck man, she's hard ta get."

"Not anymore," he replied and reached over for his Monster, taking a swig of it and swishing it around in his mouth before swallowing it.

Jude's eyes flicked to me, as if beckoning me to comment. Guess that was my que.

"Congrats, bra," I murmured, leaning towards him slightly as I said, "you just gained entry to a slut's—"

"Allie," Blue snapped.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Have fun with your whorebag," I said, waving my hand as if to dismiss him before I looked around the cafeteria, found something of my interest, and whistled sharply, loud enough to break the loud roar of speaking kids and enough to make the guys jump.

His head whipped around and his blue eyes flashed at me from across the cafeteria. He brushed jet black hair from his face and smirked at me.

"Bam..." Hayden growled near my ear.

I grinned back at Cole and watched out of the corner of my eye as Jude's spine went pole straight. Turning back to Jude, I said, "Something wrong, Jude-ie," mockingly.

He sneered. "Of course not, Bammie," he lashed back. "You can go fuck any guy you want to."

I just laughed, but it hurt inside.

Then, going to egg him on, I leaned over casually and snatched his Monster from the table, chugging it 'til there was only a drop left.

"Bitch," he snarled.

"Assfucker," I whipped back.


"Butt pirate," I quipped.

"Cole lover," he hissed.

"Bam lover," I snapped and that was the end of that conversation.

After lunch I got a text message from Jude, I am a Bam lover.


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