Chapter 3

I

"party pooper"

Carmella's POV

"Carmiella!", The familiar voice rang in my ear as water poured down my face. Can't I have a shower in peace? "Carmiella!, It rang again, I grabbed my soap and rubbed my hand starting my soaping again for the third time. "Carmiella!", It came again with a furious knock on the door. "Mom I'm in the shower", I yelled not caring and soaping delicately. "Bryan is waiting!" Get your brown ass out of there now!", She yelled and that rang in my ear more. Shit we share the same bathrooms, shorter baths. I dropped my soap and immediately started rinsing my body. "I'll be out in a minute, sorry", I called out still trying to finish up fast.

I got out of the shower and went to the door to unlock. I opened it and saw him leaning at the side of the door. He loosely tied a white towel on his waist that brought notice to his very visible V-line. Although his arms were scarred with cuts they were well built and vainny, all his features were the definition of hot. I wonder what made someone so good looking so broken. "Sorry, you can come in now", I mumbles trying not to pay so much attention to his body. "Don't sweat it", be said his face unemotional as usual. So far I can never ever read this guy, he barely even smiles,like yeah I get he's broken and depressed, but a smile now and then won't be so bad. Besides his smile is a killer.

I grabbed my mug for more more sips of coffee. I sat opposite my dad on the kitchen counter. He had a waffle in his right hand and a today's news in his left. I'm meant to shoot another shot of me getting a car again but it's preferable to wait till after he finishes up his breakfast. "More waffles?", My mom asked as she brought a fresh stack of waffles and place them on the counter. My dad dropped his paper and grabbed her by the waist before she could turn around. A wide smile appeared on her face. "How about you instead of the waffles?", He asked his voice softer than usual and a smirk across his face. Eww they always tried to gross me out every morning before school.though they they were the perfect example of true love. They both met in the university of California, mom was privileged a scholarship and dad dad just went there. They dated all through their stay there thwn later got married.according to them their love could never ever die. I'm a living witness to that.

I cleared my throat interrupting before they could get to any base,first second or whatever base. The both looked in my direction. "Dad remember I've already gotten my licence", I began so he could get notified. "Yeah I know and you want a car, I also know and I've told you to be patient, when I want to get you one I will okay?". I rolled my eyes in frustration, everybody has a car but me, like it's not like he can't afford it he changes his car every six months, come on. "So you're going to keep driving me around through out my senior year?!", I asked and my mom got out of his grip. He grabbed another waffle. "Actually", he said like an idea just popped up in his head. "Bryan could do that, I mean same destination right?", He said like he was trying to prove a point. Which he isn't wrong, but still, indeed a car, I just don't want it I need it.

"Morning", the deep but shuttle voice like a dark angel came to our mist. I turned around to find a nicely dressed Bryan. He wore an unbuttoned leather jacket that complimented his nice arms, with a grey shirt underneath that had some logo on it. His hair covered a side of his face which I think highlighted his deep blue eyes, due the very dark shade of black of his hair. He had that, 'I'm not trying to be hot but happen to be', kinda look, he could blow the whole cheerleading squad away with this look. You could never imagine him cutting g the way he looked.

"Morning! We were just talking about you", my dad exclaimed breaking my drooling moment, perfect timing. "Hope I'm not in trouble, he replied with his normal straight face while taking a seat next to me. "Noson,just talked of you being Mimi's ridefor some time , before her eighteenth of course", he said taking his mug to his mouth again. Wait what, my birthday is next year, what the hell. "Dad, that's next year!", I said protesting, I can't get my car next year. "Yeah I know, now, Bryan get something to eat before you both go late for school". Dad said like it was his final statement on the topic. "I don't take breakfast", Bryan said taking my attention as he held his side bag tighter.i looked at him with pleading eye but he looked at me hem at the door. "I'll wait in the car", his voice sounding almost likes command, thought couldn't be yet I found myself standing to my feet and grabbing my bag. With my head down just following behind him like a sad puppy.

"When's your birthday", Bryan asked with his hands on the wheel and as emotionless as usual. "January 1st", i replied already saddened by my reply. "We're supposed to be in October?", He asked, wait he doesn't know the date or is he try to make pep talk? "Yes we're in October, October the 17th", I replied trying not to let out the frustration of not being able to get a car. My eyes immediately faced the road trying avoiding his burning stare.

We finally got to school in total silence. He packed in a space usually for the Titan's finest, but I really didn't see the need to inform him of our useless people king order here in Jordan high.

We both got out the car and right on time we were welcomed by the Titan's finest. "Yo, who the hell packed in our space?", Some low life called out from the back of the black truck. Bryan stopped to look moving his head slightly so as to excuse him to see who said that. Three boys from the back jumped out while two others stepped out from the driver and passengers seat.

The four boys walked up to to where we stood like it was a planned musical, oh not this shit again. "Look we got a young sorta book character in school", Toby Frednore pointed out stupidly as the rest laughed along at his attempt of a joke. "Look, I don't think we've got time for your little drama act", I spoke up looking straight into Deran Mc'dowell's eye. "Oh. Little Cammy you're with high school musical?", He said with his signature smile of disgust plastered across his face. That was also meant to be funny so they all laughed uniformly. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, fucking circus dogs. Can't believe I went out, with one of these circus clowns.

"Look Deran, your name ain't on the parking spot, just find another it's no big deal. You don't have to be so immature about it", I said with an obvious eye roll and a bitch struck face. He returned my glare with a smile and signaled all his friends to back off.

I lead Bryan into the crowded senior hallway. He didn't seem to be taken aback by the crowd considering he's never been to a public school. "I have to go to the administrative office", he stopped me with his words. "Umm I'll show you...", He shook his head in interruption. "You go meet up with your friends, we'll see each other later". He broke a partial smile. Well that's the first today, I bet I could tally the amount of time I see him smiles day, probably won't get up to ten. I nodded and he took off, I took a deep breath, kinda like I'm always holding my breath around him.

"Yo party poopers"* Tessy practically screamed in my ear before I could put in my locker combination. I turned around to a skanky as ever Teresa's Brooke, her pale skin sneaking out of her netted black top and her pale laps being exposed by her black shirt paired her ankle high boots. "What makes me a party pooper, it's damn obvious you are suffering from a hang over at the moment", I sighed cracking open my locker. "It's not a big enough hang over baby", I rolled my eyes and chuckled, no hang over is big enough for Tessy.

I grabbed my books I needed and we both went in to Global perspective. Tessy did this subject cause to her it's easy to sleep cause the projector is always on so the class is dark. I on the other hand just really likes the subject and aspire to be a helping hand in the universal fight against poverty. Well that and among other things of course. "So why did you bail on me Cam?", She asked as we got to our normal seats.

"Well, I kinda, umm, Bryan, the new flatmate needed help with something", I said as we both took our seats. "Hope is wasn't something intimate, remember I called dibs", she said putting her legs up on the desk to get comfortable for her first nap of the day. I knew wouldn't have to explain the whole Bryan thing till after school today.

_____________During Break____________

Bryan's POV

After almost two hours of literature and 45 minutes of statistical math, the bell finally rang for what seemed like break. Even as slow as I was to get to the refractory I still almost got shoved by hungry adolescents. I grabbed a tray and stepped in line. They landed a small paper plate on onion rings, the some poorly made reddish spaghetti then at the end a muffin and a banana.why would anyone decide to eat onion rings and spaghetti?

"Bryan!", the familiar voice called out to me from somewhere, I searched the hall and spotted Carmiella waving in all enthusiasm. I walked over to her table where she sat with what I assumed was her click. "Hey, Carmill", I greeted unaware of the nickname that just slipped out of my mouth. It suites her though. I took an a seat next to her. "Guy's this is Bryan my new flatmate, he's staying with us for the rest of senior year", she said referring to everybody while opening her paper lunch bag. "Hey I'm Tessy", a pale dyed purple hair girl said reaching out her hand for a hand shake. I nodded my head in courtesy, she took back her hand in what looked like embarrassment. "Sorry I don't do hand shakes", I tried to explain to everyone, why am I explaining myself to these people? "That's no problem , I'm Steph", a girl with all the features of a steriotypical ballerina piped up. She was the total opposite of Tessy, she only the skin on her face and a bit of her neck that was not covered by her baby ble turtle neck sweater was exposed unlike Tessy. She also didn't have multiple piercings on her ear, infact she had non at all. She didn't seem like the accessory type like Tessy, Tessy's wrist was covered in bracelets and her neck was decorated with a black choker and other necklaces that I thought were not necessary.

I nodded back at Steph. "I'm Kelly", a very dark boy said with his face still facing his phone. "Stop checking your hits on that dating site. Calm down you'll soon get an STD", Tessy said putting a French fry in her mouth. The table chuckled. "Oh shut up at least I actually go on at least one date with them before I fuck them, all you need is a dance and a shot and you're good to go". The table laughed harder.