Dear Diary,
Today I went to my new
private school. It was crazy. The end.
I wish. Let's see. While it
has some of the most attractive guys to offer, I can't say even one of them was
normal. Let's talk about bachelor number one.
Israel. Weird name, right?
So Israel looks like he just walked out of heaven, all muscles and staring
eyes. Seriously. Those old paintings of the muscled archangels striking down
dragons or something from art history... that's kind of what he reminds me of.
He apparently doesn't like small talk (who does), and honestly, it's probably
because he sucks at it. He was dating a girl named Meg, who seems sweet, and
therefore, likely stupid. She walked icily away when she saw Israel and I in
the hall together.
Loki. Yet another check on
the weird name list. He was another really good looking guy, who seemed a
little too eager and was just a little creepy. Like that weird hair on the back
of your neck when someone's watching you creepy. I'm sure he's a nice enough
guy, but he tends to come on a little strong. I haven't heard if he's seeing
anyone, and given he promptly asked me for a date once class was over (which I
might've accidentally said yes to), I'm guessing he's single. Although he seems
to have some issue with Heather and Clarissa, the two most popular girls. At
least I'm in the right crowd.
Next we have the elusive
and mysterious Ardath. I can't say I got to talk to him much, other than to see
him walking around looking busy. He shared a few words with the other guys, so
I'm guessing he's wealthy and, likely, is dating several people at once. He
just seems the type. My best guess is that he's the current contender for
school jackass.
Finally I met, or rather,
re-met, Vincent. I know his little sister (who he promptly said wasn't his
sister) Miranda from the Yacht club last year. While I remember him as being
pretty aloof and busy last year, now he seems distracted and honestly pretty damn
exhausted. And to top it all off, he pretty much said he cooks because his
family doesn't spend money on a staff. I have it on good authority they spend
it on drugs. I kind of feel sorry for the guy.
In the girl's corner we
have ever popular Clarissa, who seems to be the raking Queen Bee of the busy
hive. Beautiful, dangerous, and with a mean sense of humor, I like her. She
makes me laugh. And let's be honest, she's from Scarborough. There isn't
anything she can do I haven't seen happen five times in Prep school. Small
towns.
Next we have Heather. I
don't know what her deal is, but she hovers around Clarissa like a good drone
worker. She seems to have some issue with Loki, much like Clarissa, but that's
how the hive works.
Meg. Former and possibly current
girlfriend of the awkward Israel, she's kind and nice and pretty enough. I
think she wants Israel to fix whatever he fucked up, but hey, it's not my
business, right? Israel seems lost on the issue, like a puppy who's been kicked
a few times. According to Loki, he has a disability. See. I told you Meg was
sweet.
Finally, and barely worthy
of notation, there's Trish. Some girl who spends more times in shop class than
in any advanced courses, from what I gather. Last spotted she was seen being
cuddly with Israel. Boy gets around.
I'm in Health and Nutrition
with all these people. Except Trish, obviously. I spent the afternoon talking
with Vincent about his bizarre family troubles, mostly having Israel and Loki
fill in the blanks while Vincent spoke. Either way, something has definitely
changed him, and while I didn't know him well before, I'll say he's much
sweeter now. And apparently has some new tattoos.
Clarissa and I had a brief
exchange during the class, where barbs were thrown and we both knew where we
stood. It resulted in a lunch invitation and here I am, buzzing with the hive.
I informed my girlfriends of the impending doom of a date with Loki, and we
decide, in true New York fashion, to fuck with him for taking advantage of the
new girl. And oh, the things we saw.
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