David - Marisa Redhead16 (read aloud books .txt) 📗

"I know what foster care is," I argued. "I have friends in the system." David shook his head.

"Not foster care. Something else. I'll tell you in time. It's too painful for me to revisit right now."

"All right, then I won't push you."

"I am half Australian though, and half Hungarian. I'll tell you that much. Like I said, I'll tell you more later. Right now I want you to squeeze my tummy." he said. I squeezed his tummy and let him squeeze mine.

He walked me out, holding my hand. "Know what, mind if I take him home?" David asked Tony. Tony looked amazed that David would even suggest such a thing.

"I suppose if he wants to. I can't stop him. By the way, I hate you." Tony answered.

"I know. I'm not fond of you, either." David replied. I smacked my forehead with my hand. What a jerk my brother and my boyfriend were to each other! And I felt sort of caught, but I didn't want either of them to know that.

All was smooth while David took me home, except that we were almost hit by a texting driver, and David got pulled over. He looks older than he actually is, so the cop let him smoke in the car and didn't bother asking for his driver's license. Doesn't that break protocol? Yes is the right answer. Whatever, at least he wasn't arrested or anything.

David led me inside my own house, much to the dismay of my mother. I still hadn't told her that he'd cheated on me, and she didn't say anything.

"How did I get so lucky?" David asked, fingering my hair. I smiled, enjoying his touch. yet something felt off, wrong. Very off.

I went to Nina's for a bit when David left to talk to her. I ended up with Sophia.

"She left a while ago. She should be back soon." she told me when I inquired about her sister. She invited me to her room, and of course I accepted. I kind of missed Sophia, but I was glad that she was over our breakup, and I soon found out why.

She sat at her vanity, applying makeup from Victoria's Secret. "What's going on?" I asked her.

"Tom got out of jail." she said. My heart stopped. "Huh?" I said stupidly.

"Tom got out of jail, and he's asked me on a date. He promised to clean up his act and get help. If he doesn't, we're over for good. He's in therapy for his sister's death. He visits her grave frequently. I myself have been there once or twice, even feeling her touch on my shoulder once." Sophia explained.

"Will he leave me alone?" I asked.

"He should." she replied. "But like I said, if he bullies you again in any way, we're over for good. He definitely looks better, FYI. His hair is longer and gelled. He smells amazing. He doesn't have the stench he used to have. He even wears a bit of foundation now, and his acne is cleared up. His lips aren't chapped anymore. I'm telling you, Tobias, he looks unbelievable." she bragged. Well, it wasn't really bragging, but I'll admit I got a bit jealous.

"This is my ex-rival, right? Billy Paers?"

"He goes by Tom now, and yes, it's the same guy." She applied a final touch of lip gloss, and she started picking through her closet. She settled on a black cocktail dress and black tights with black and lime green stilettos. I turned away while she dressed.

When she gave me the okay to turn around, I felt my mouth open a bit. She looked incredible. She'd straightened her hair more, her makeup was totally sexy, and that dress looked absolutely gorgeous on her. I didn't know what to say. She looked amazing, fantastic. I took a picture of her as a keepsake.

I wondered if that made me a cheater, then I figured David deserved it. At least I didn't kiss Sophia! She posed like a model, knee sticking out, hand in the air, fingers gesturing toward herself. She even opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out.

 I turned away, smiling. I didn't see the figure in the door until he cleared his throat. I looked up, not recognizing him at first. He looked familiar, wearing a black and white plaid shirt and faded blue jeans with a hole in one knee. He smelled like Axe Chocolate. His hair had grown and it was straight and gelled like a faux-hawk.

"Tobias." he said coldly.

"Tom?" I asked, tilting my head. He nodded.

"You look...different." I told him. I expected him to say "In a good way or a bad way?" or even "Thank you" but instead he said  "I know. My girlfriend, the gorgeous figure that you're standing with, likes it at least."

"I have a boyfriend!" I shot back. He smirked and shook his head.

"Figures he'd go gay," he whispered to himself. Sophia smacked him on the forehead. "Loosen up," she ordered. He straightened up immediately, sucked his stomach in, and shot me a fake apologetic look. I watched as she unbuttoned his bottom buttons on his shirt and started rubbing his eight-pack.

I headed downstairs. I grabbed the front door knob, only to discover someone else was turning it. The door opened and it was Nina. She looked surprised but pleased to see me.

"Hey, Toby."

"Hey, Nin."

"When did you get here?"

"Like five or ten minutes ago. I spoke to your sister and saw Tom." Nina nodded.

"Where did you come from?"

"Honestly, I came from a date with a sophomore." she said, and her face scrunched up, like it was painful to say.

"Any luck with him?" I asked.

"He's hot, but he has a girlfriend. Enough about that. You just spoke with Miss Perfect?"

"If you mean Sophia, yes." Nina pressed her teeth together.

"You do that any harder and you'll chip a tooth," I joked.

Nina just headed toward her room. Her bedroom is very pastel and soft. A lot of Easter colors and even an old white rotary phone. At least her television is a fourteen-inch flatscreen built into the wall. She can even turn the monitor with the push of a button. That's cool.

Sophia's bedroom has hot pink on one wall, red on another, black on another, and dark grey on another. Her bedsheets are a mix of pinks, reds, and black. Her telephone is red and lip shaped. Both girls have a vanity and a desk, and a television of course. Sophia's TV is the exact same as Nina's. Her vanity is straight out of PB Teen magazine and spray-painted hot pink. Her desk is from the same company, but it's red.

Nina's vanity is yellow and from an antique store, and so is her desk. Right now she was combing her black hair, complaining.

"She has to have the best of everything! The best boys, the best grades, the best taste-"

"Nina, you have the exact same things she does. You can't control your love life."  I said.

"She can control hers. Mine is confusing right now. I want Tony, I want Michael-" she began, and I suddenly stopped studying a magazine cover with Ashley Benson on it.

"What did you say?" I asked. Nina turned red and continued complaining.

"She is so hot, and she thinks she's so cool. Everything she does is effortless, while I put in ten times the amount of work! She's the hottest chick in school, hotter than Maureen, even! She's even hotter than Keisha!"

Suddenly everything made sense, and I felt like a fool not to catch it. "You went out on a date with Tony?" I asked, furious. I respected Keisha, and I wanted Nina to show the same respect.

"What?" Nina said, studying my face. "It was one date. Besides, you dated my sister for months!"

"That's different! Sophia never had another boyfriend while we were dating." I answered. Nina smirked.

"What the hell is that for?" I demanded.

"She's a slut, a whore. She dated plenty of guys while you were dating. I never-" I was out the door before she could finish.

I took a few deep breaths before knocking on her door. "It's open!" her voice said. I opened the door. Her dress was rumpled a bit and wrinkled, and Tom had lipstick all over his face. He did not look happy.

"Sophia, I need to talk to you privately." I said. She gave Tom a look and he stood up, giving me a warning look, a look that said "You kiss my girl, I'll crush you." Sophia gestured for me to sit beside her.

"Nina just told me that you cheated on me." I told her. She blinked. "I never cheated on you. Not once. I think Nina's jealous because I have a steady relationship again and she is going through some shiz with Mike and Tony. Tony's a major hottie, he's considered boyfriend material by almost every girl in school, and every single one of them is vying and pining for him, especially Nina and Kari. You know, that one chick with the fake everything? Anyways, I heard that Nina asked Tony to go on a date with her. Michael was furious, although he did cheat on Neen first. I don't know how he found out, but he broke up with Nina on the spot. Guys say he went the bathroom next and washed his face, trying not to cry. Logan says that Michael wants to beat Tony up."

"How can he beat him up? Tony's twice his size and at least a hundred pounds heavier. Tony could beat Mike to a pulp."

"I don't know what Michael's thinking. He's really upset about the whole sitch."

I was pissed at Nina and Tony. When I arrived home, I found my mother on the couch watching Days of Our Lives. I hate that soap opera.

"Yo, my brother!" Tony said, slapping my shoulder. I ignored him.

"What's your problem? Did you break up with what's-his-face Blond and Goth?

"His name's David, and no I didn't break up with him. I know that you asked Nina out and she accepted."

He looked a bit surprised, but mad. "Hey, she asked me out. It was just one date. Keish isn't...wait, you're not going to tell Keisha, are you?" he asked, his eyes big and pleading.

"If you don't tell her in two days, I will."

"I'll tell her! I'll tell her that Nina thought it was a date and that she was really hoping for a kiss." he explained. I shot up.

"You kissed Nina? You lying, worthless, brickheaded, two-timing, double crossing sleazeball!" I was so upset that I got up and actually almost punched Tony. He caught my hand in midair. I decided to make a deal he wouldn't refuse.

"Two days, you scum. Tell your girlfriend, Keisha, the cute black one, or I will tell her!"

"You wouldn't dare! I love Keisha, Tobias Shane, and I will tell her! I'd rather she heard it from me anyways! Besides, Nina won't possibly take that date seriously."

"Oh, she already has. By now she's concocted a plan to make you hers."

"Listen, if anything happens, I'll take full responsibility. I doubt anyone will fight, especially after earlier. When girls fight, they're vicious. I can't believe Mo would slam Sophie's head into a water fountain."

"Sophie? Don't you mean SophiA?" I demanded.

"Relax, brother. I can call her endearments too. You're not the only one who's kissed her neck." Tony smirked. A realization hit me, and it hit hard. Has Tony kissed Sophia? But she didn't lie to me, she wouldn't! Especially not with my male slut of a brother!

By now I'd had enough and I rescinded Tony's invatation into my room. Tony backed out, hands up as if trying to prove that he was innocent. I hopped online the moment he left. Opening my laptop, I wondered what to search for. How to handle a sociopath brother? A manic ex-girlfriend? Maybe a backstabbing best friend. I decided to write a paper letter. I tore a clean piece of paper from my biggest notebook, Math, and scribbled all of my thoughts down on paper. But who to give it to?