I listened intently to the rain's soothing pattering on the fairly large windows of the classroom. I always loved the sound of the rain, it helped me sleep at night. Sometimes I would even get out of bed, and I would just stand outside. I wanted nothing more than to do just that at this moment. I wanted to walk right out there, close my eyes and enjoy the gray weather. Of course I couldn't yet, not until this class was over.
I had nothing better to do then count cars from the school parking lot. 'One, two, three.' forty-seven in my view right at this moment. I started counting colours too, starting with green and then red but I eventually gave up on the whole counting thing and started doodling in my notebook. At least when I did this it looked like I would be taking notes instead of dreaming for a better place out the window, which everyone else in this class seemed to do.
“Echo?” I shifted in my seat. “Echo!” The voice hissed after I did not answer the first time.
Ignoring the sound of my name being called in a very hush tone, I moved my plain brown hair to the right side of my shoulder, hiding my face from whoever wanted me and keeping me from being too curious.
“Echo!” I felt something come in contact with my head. Slowly turning in the direction it came from, I looked down. It had been a balled up piece of notebook paper. I then looked back up to see who the culprit had been.
Ashley was wiggling her eyebrows at me, but I was not in the mood for her playful antics.
“Open it!” She whispered the best she could.
I picked up the paper that she had chucked at me, and unfolded it
The note read:
Hey girl! I know something is bothering you, do not try to deny the truth with me, Missy, I am your best friend! So as a best friend I must save you from yourself. Come to my house tonight or I will come to your house, tie you up, and stuff you in the trunk of my car.
I didn't even bother to writing back. She would never let me turn this offer down. Sighing, I crumbled the paper up like it once was, and tried my hardest to aim it at her head, but it turned out to be an epic fail when it landed three feet behind her.
“You could have thrown better!” Ashley whispered to me.
Of all people, Ashley would know that I played soccer and not softball. I hated softball with all the fiery from Hell itself, but that was because when I was in the seventh grade, Davey Collins used to hit me everyday in the face with one of those dumb bats. I curse the day I see him again. I hope, wherever he moved to, that some girl is helping me out and is getting him back for all those times.
She threw another piece of paper at me while I was busy going down memory lane. This time it hit me in the forearm. I did not bother to even open this one, I just picked it up and made an effort to hit her with it. This time I actually hit someone with it, but it clearly was not my prior target, Jinx Holland was.
My eyes shot up at the clock, than at Ashley who was in a fit of giggles. I became nervous. I glanced at Jinx, who was looking at me, trying to mouth something but all I could do was stare at her with a blank face. Shit I hate Ashley so much right now. Why did I even try throwing it? I knew Ashley and Jinx sat a couple seats away. Dammit.
Jinx's hair was all curled today. Her ripped skinny jeans and black leather jacket gave her a sly punk look, which fit her perfectly. I began to daydream about how I wanted to pull her to me, call her mine. I wanted to have the chance that all the guys did, I wanted to be the one to kiss her. But I was not a guy and I wouldn't ever get that chance.
I got hit with a paper ball once again and I snapped out of my daze. Jinx was giving me a mischievous cocky smile and then got up from her seat and walked out the classroom door. God, that girl knew how to make an exit.
“Well, I honestly did not see that coming.” Ashley giggled. Walking towards me.
“You have no idea.”
Ashley's mouth lolled when I showed her that Jinx text me. Her upper body jolted forward to look at me better. We were in Ashley's bedroom just hanging out when all the sudden a number text me, and it was Jinx.
“You have to call her.” She beamed, looking down at me as I laid on her legs to support my head.
“umm,” I pretended to think it over. Was she crazy? There was no way in Hell I would call her. I couldn't even answer a measly text, how could I call?
“Echo, darling, if you want her you are going to have to suck it up. BE A MAN!” Dammit.
She grabbed an animal cracker out of the half eaten bag, but I slapped it out of her hand before she could make it to her mouth.
“HOW DARE YOU!” Ashley yelled at me.
I shrugged it off. “I will just send her a text back saying hello.”
“Hello is to formal.” she got another cracker out of the bag and took a bite out of the animals head. “You have to go with hey.”
I shook my head, agreeing with her and typed 'hey.' sending it, and putting my phone down calmly.
I Wanted to stop thinking of Jinx and how great she looked in her black skinny jeans, so I looked around Ashley's room. The walls were painted in aqua, thanks to my handy work. On one wall, she had all the sticky notes I wrote her in a book she had shared with me over the summer. I had spent most of that summer at Ashley's place because my Mom was always on business trips for months at a time and I always felt lonely.
“Want to help decorate my walls some more?” Ashley asked, watching me look around her room.
“I will go get the paint.” I smiled, getting up from her bed and making my way through her house to get to the basement. I grabbed the paint and headed back to her room, when all of the sudden I saw my phone in Ashley's dirty little hands.
“Jinx text you back.”
I put out my hand. “Give.”
Ashley shook her head, got up from her bed and darted out of her room. I could hear her feet slap against the kitchen tile. Setting the paint down as genitally as possible, I ran after her.
“You bitch!” I screamed, chasing her around the island in the kitchen.
“Echo, stop! Let me call her!” She whined.
“I told you I would do it when I was ready, now give me my phone!” I yelled, still trying to retrieve my phone.
“Hey jinx.” She winked at me, phone pressed to her ear, running into the living room.
This time it was my turn to whine. “Ashley!” I chased after her.
“Hey, it's Ash, Echo is like, in love with you. She wants to have your babies. She always looks at you in class and stalks you all the time.”
I tackled her to the floor in the living room and straddled her, taking the phone away and looking at the screen. I glared at her. She was only playing a game with me.
All of the sudden she stop laughing and her face became flushed and I realized I was on top of her. I quickly got up and helped her on to her feet. “So about that paint.”