Contradiction - Easy Ash (always you kirsty moseley .txt) 📗
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"Must be that time of the month." Maya took the look of temptation on my face as irritation. "I have ibuprofen, it slows it down and lightens it."
"I could use one." Maybe it'll help with an over worked sex drive. "Thanks, Maya."
She takes a pill box from her bag and begins to hand it to me, but withdraws with it before my fingers wrapped around it. "You have to introduce me to him in return."
"Not tonight..." My eyes widen.
"Yep, tonight."
"I hope you fuck him so you can stop acting like a horny baby." Kristin scoffs.
Yasmine catches onto my anxiety. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just tired from work, I might be quitting." NOOOO, why did I just tell them that!! "I'm gonna try the treadmill, I'm not sweating yet." I hurry off. On the walking machine, my fuzzy hair pokes out of my ponytail, some curls falling into my face. Ahead, I see Lex off in a room, instructing high leg pumps with a class of energetic people. Flashbacks to the restroom begin. White substance spraying. His eyes piercing mines like a powerful beam.
When I went to sleep, I had a dream of the scene over and over. I was just horny that's all, nothing will happen. I'm done with guys. They're all dogs.
I called work in the morning, Mr. Pierce's office. "This is Amanda, I'm calling to inform you that I will be resigning."
"No need to do that, you're fired." I boil at his smug tone and laughter.
"I'll see you in court." I hang up.
SEVEN: GrayLater in the afternoon, a thunderstorm strikes Seattle. I lay in bed listening to the girls bicker. "Well I want to go see Alita, so it's final." Maya declares.
"No, Captain Marvel is getting so much hate, plus she's a superhero, so we're going to support the movie!" Kristin spits. "Just because you want something doesn't make it a law."
"Guys chill, raise your hand if you want to see Captain Marvel." Yasmine raises her hand and so does Kristin.
Maya turns to look at me. "Well?" She says in a posh tone. I don't like Maya, she's a spoil brat and childish, but she was also my roommate, unlike Yasmine and Kristin, she was unrelatable to the type of girls they were. Yasmine was nice and Kristin was pretty outspoken. The two had values that I had. Maya has none. She was the type of girl who calls her daddy and gets money from him instead of toughing it out. She was also the typical pretty girl who wants the hot boy just because. I could say Captain Marvel...but I'm not a bitch. Maya has feelings, I didn't want her alone in the theater, plus guys would target her. "Alita"
"Lames!" Kristin waves her arms.
"Okay, it's solved, meetup at Chick Fil A after."
Light rain hits onto my umbrella and wind blows like crazy. I bump into city goers on a packed street, apologizing. Me and Maya run into the cinema last, wiping our faces. "Shit." She complains. "I'm gonna go dry off my jeans." We all end up following her. Inside a restroom we blow dry our pastel colored jeans and fix our hair. "This is not working...you guys wanna run to Rue21, it's just across the street."
"It's not that serious..." Kristin adds. "Come on, the previews are probably over."
We grab popcorn, nachos and Pepsi, then split up to different theaters, throwing up our middle fingers, Yasmine made her looks chic, kissing the tip. Kristen made her's into machine guns. Maya did a quick one, innocent like. Mines was just regular. Inside, the beginning of Alita had started. An old man in a junkyard holds a head and neck that belonged to a flawless, robot girl. We take at seat at the very top. The theater is half packed. Maya types a hashtag on her Insta along with a selfie: #AlitaChallenge "So, tell me about yourself."
This catches me off guard while hard rain beats on the celling and talking comes from the screen. "Um...well, I'm kinda of a feminist."
"It's either you are or you aren't."
"Well actually their are many types, I'm just the traditional type, the kind that just wants equality and respect, not the type that wants more than a man has, or don't wear any pads while on their period."
"Eww."
"Yeah, it's gross."
"Okay, smarty pants, what are you majoring in?"
"Psychology, I'm pretty good at figuring people out, so I'm giving it a shot. My backup is TSA, just in case." A scene of Alita waking up in bed with a new body shows on the screen.
"So..." Maya types on her phone again. "What's your 411 on me?"
"You don't want to know."
"A spoiled fucking brat, I heard it all, boo." She winks at me.
"Yes, but I also think you're pretty old fashioned and only have guys on your mind and no self worth. You'll fit perfectly into a dramatic black and white film."
Maya laughs. "Says the one who just said she's traditional."
"That was on a totally different subject."
She locks her phone and turns to me. "Guys want girls who are dependent and dumb...they hate independent know it alls, I found that out the hard way and I adjusted myself, now I have no trouble with guys because their dicks love damsels and being the hero to save them. Strong women are guys kryptonite." She sits back and watches the screen, sipping her drink through a straw. The movie plays a scene of Alita on a busy street with the old man. She spots a dark haired boy on a futuristic bike.
EIGHT: Honeydew"The psychology comprehensive examination is next week. Begin taking notes. Abnormal behavior, including intervention, behavioral neuropsychology. Drugs & behavior cognitive community. Developmental, infancy, childhood, adolescence, adult, and aging diversity of gender. Industrial and organizational personality. Pseudopsychology. Social, including sexual behavior; modification for sustainability. And lastly, the psychology of violence." My psych professor, Mr. Bane ends the quick announcement.
"Is he serious??" I hear a classmate whisper as I rush to write everything down.
"Yes, I am, Dimitri, keep writing."
The student, a typical jock, smirks. "No need, I'm recording Mr. Bane, you talk wayyy too fast, bro."
I rub my temples...half of the shit I didn't remember. My memory is so crappy now. On the paper before me, I only managed to jot down the first three. Great...I'll have to ask Dimitri because I doubt anybody got everything the professor said. The jock head will think I'm hitting on him. That I'm using the exam notes as a pickup line. My eyes search the room's notebooks. Everyone was still writing. Except the football player.
"Class look to your school's team player, maybe he isn't as dull as I thought. But work on your grammar, please. Dismissed." Everyone gathers their things, some huddle around Dimitri like he's a celebrity. "Oh ho ho, what y'all gonna do for me in return?" I leave to the hall. Thank good it's lunch time. My feet begin to head to the cafeteria but my mind fights the decision. Ughhhhh, let me wait on this asshole. Student after student, left out of the room. The hall filled up. Then he exited. "I'll send it to you tonight."
"Hey?"
Dimitri stops in his tracks. "Hello." He says flirtatiously.
"I need-"
"The audio recording, I know." He grabs my wrist, stroking it. "I can give it to you right now, VIP."
He's my exact height, 5'6 with a few extra pounds, little amount of muscles. Not that good looking to act like a hot shot...that type of guy. "I'm not a prostitute."
"Oh, well, good luck on the exam." He backs off, smugly.
"Fuck bag." I insult him as I walk back into the class. "Mr. Bane."
"Class is over...borrow the audio from Dimitri."
"Come on, you know he's a dick." My professor eyes me. "He's acting like a jerk...is what I meant to say, Dimitri is gonna degrade the girls...maybe even the boys if he's into that. It's 2019, can you just give me a worksheet with the guidelines?"
He stands. "Only because I want you out of my class, I will." He rummages around for a bit, looking between stacks of papers. Until he finds a single worksheet. "Back in my day, we caught everything the teacher said in our notes, this generation attention span is worse than a newborns."
I skip lunch and make twenty five copies for the entire class. With the last five minuets of the period, I grab an orange juice and a burger. Snacking, as I weed out my peers who are in need of notes.
Maya greets me in the dorm. "Hey...so, I just saw Lex."
"I don't care."
"Ugh...yeah you do...so anyway I just saw him in the office asking about about you."
I stop dead in my tracks. "Why are you pausing keep going!"
"Okay, okay, geez...so he was asking about Ms. Joy a student that works for his father's company, Strive Treat...it sounded serious."
"How long ago?" Oh shit...he's here to silence...yes he hates his father, but that's his father. He would be mad that I'm trying to sue his dad. Why else would he be here?
NINE: Iceberg
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