Stuck In The Middle With You

We're in highschool! Nothing is romantic.

"Ow! I'm just telling the truth!"

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing." Adam growled, rubbing his head.

I let it go. If Tyler is going to be pulled into it, I don't want to be part of it. I'm too tired to argue with him, which is basically all we ever do anymore. At least before the trip we could have a nice conversation with his occasional perverted comment. Now I just look at him and get mad.

I leaned my head against the window, closed my eyes and went to sleep.

~~~

"Eb wake up." Someone said, shaking me gently.

I groaned and opened my eyes. "Are we home yet?"

Bently laughed. "Not yet. I got you food if you want it."

I sat up quickly. I was starving. "Hell yes!"

He chuckled and handed me the bag. I started stuffing my face as soon as I got it open. Adam was watching me in amazement. I'm sure I looked very unattractive, but really? Who do I have to impress here? I've already got Bently, and he doesn't seemed very turned off by my eating. He's sitting there laughing at me.

"Where are we?" I asked, looking around. The view was amazing.

"Some sight seeing place. Tyler saw the sign, and Adam needed a place to eat because he has that 'I can't eat in a moving car' problem." He said, rolling his eyes.

"Not my fault," Adam said. "I get car sick."

Bently waved him off, which caused Adam to attack him. I shook my head and continued eating. Once I was done, I got up to look around. What I saw, I didn't like.

Tyler with, not one, but three girls. Where does he find girls like that. One was literally pushing her friends out of the way to throw her boobs in his face. Those things are either fake, or she stuffed her bra. He wouldn't go for that. At least he has enough class to go for the somewhat real sluts. Which the other two seem to be. He saw me staring and smirked a little, so of course all three of them had to look over at me too. Let the bashing begin.

"Who's she?" One of them asked.

"Yeah, and why is she staring?" Another one asked.

Tyler shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe she should come talk to me."

I smiled. "No thanks. I'm not your type."

His eyes narrowed. "What's my type?"

"Shallow, bitchy, sluts. Obviously."

His smirk was replaced by a glare. He pushed passed the girls and walked up to me.

"You don't know anything." He growled at me quietly.

"So enlighten me." I said, shoving him away.

He opened his mouth to yell at me but was stopped by Bently.

"We should get going." He said, looking between Tyler and I. Adam was behind him with a worried look on his face. He has nothing to worry about. Things are slowly going back to normal...and I hate it.

~~~

This silence is killing me. Even Adam hasn't said a word since we left from where we ate. I had taken another nap to kill some time, but it only lasted two hours. I hadn't been aware of where we were until the car stopped and Bently turned around to look at me.

"Want to say one last goodbye?"

I didn't understand until he nodded infront of us. We were at the beach again. I answered his question with a giant smile and jumped out of the car. As soon as the salty smell hit me, I felt better. I felt like I could breathe again.