Are you crushing on Alexandra?’
Bianca looks up from rifling through her bag and glowers. ‘Don’t be daft,’ she says, a tad too quickly.
‘It’s not daft. I know you and she’s completely your type!’
‘I’m into blonde and ditzy then?’ Bianca goes back to her bag and starts throwing random items at her friend: purse, keys, notepad, books, pens, tampons, makeup... Scotty catches them all and piles them up in his lap, watching her.
‘No, but you’re into nice, sweet girls who dote on your every word and, more importantly, girls like Alexandra who genuinely think you’re a lovely person and seem to have a big heart.’ He dumps all the stuff on the table. ‘I do remember Melissa!’
Bianca glances up from her bag, looking off into the distance with a dreamy look on her face. ‘Ah, Melissa,’ she says, wistfully. ‘That was a good summer...’
‘Earth to Bianca,’ Scotty says, waving his hand in front of her face. ‘You’re evading the question.’
She shrugs and turns back to her bag. ‘Yeah, well, maybe I just don’t see the logic in this questioning. I don’t like Alexandra that way. I really don’t.’
Scotty raises an eyebrow. ‘Isn’t that what you said about Melissa? Right up until she kissed you and you were smitten ?’
Bianca sighs as she finally retrieves her lunch from where it had sunk to the very bottom of her bag and grabs the stuff back off the table, piling it back into her bag. ‘No, this is just like how I don’t like her...’ She glances off towards Cory and Alexandra, chatting nearby, then looks determinedly away. ‘Anyway, I guess she likes Cory.’
She cracks open the plastic box and looks down at her lunch inside. There’s a post-it attached to the plastic bag containing her sandwiches and written on the yellow surface is a note: ‘Enjoy your food!’ There are several love hearts scattered around the message and smiley faces in the O’s.
‘I shouldn’t have shown her Post-Its,’ Bianca says, with a sigh, brushing her fingertips over the perfectly shaped little hearts.
‘Oh, yeah, ‘cause you’re not crushing on her at all ,’ Scotty says, watching her.
She smacks him around the head with the plastic box. ‘Shut up !’
*
‘Are you and Scotty experiencing problems in your relationship, Bianca?’ Alexandra enquires, as they walk home from school together. She’s stopped clinging to Bianca’s hand now and, instead, holds on to her bag. Bianca misses the contact but says nothing.
‘No, why would you think that?’ Bianca turns to look at her and the blonde shrugs.
‘Earlier, you and he appeared to have an argument and tonight he is not with us.’ Alexandra gestures at the distinct lack of Scotty walking home with them. ‘Has something happened?’
Bianca smiles at her. ‘Nah, don’t worry. Scotty and I are still besties. Always will be.’ She slings an arm around Alexandra’s shoulders. ‘He’s just helping Cory set up for the party tonight.’
‘Oh, I see. This party...’ Alexandra furrows her brow, confusedly. ‘Is it a ball? A masquerade ball, perhaps?’
‘Err... no.’ Bianca offers her friend a sheepish grin and steps away again. ‘More like a... erm... well, just a party, really. If Cory has his way, it’ll be drinking, dancing and everyone making out with each other.’
‘Making out?’ Alexandra says, looking even more confused.
‘Kissing.’ Bianca sighs at Alexandra’s shocked look. ‘Alexandra,’ she says, ‘just how different is your world?’
‘Hmm...’ Alexandra looks thoughtful for a moment, as the two girls walk through the front door.
‘Mum! We’re home!’ Bianca shouts through the house.
‘We do not kiss those we do not have a connection with,’ Alexandra muses. Bianca nods, absently, and walks into the living room. Julia looks up from the sofa.
‘Who’s ‘we’?’ she enquires.
‘Just Alexandra, Mum,’ Bianca replies, leaning on the back of the sofa. ‘I said she could wear
Bianca looks up from rifling through her bag and glowers. ‘Don’t be daft,’ she says, a tad too quickly.
‘It’s not daft. I know you and she’s completely your type!’
‘I’m into blonde and ditzy then?’ Bianca goes back to her bag and starts throwing random items at her friend: purse, keys, notepad, books, pens, tampons, makeup... Scotty catches them all and piles them up in his lap, watching her.
‘No, but you’re into nice, sweet girls who dote on your every word and, more importantly, girls like Alexandra who genuinely think you’re a lovely person and seem to have a big heart.’ He dumps all the stuff on the table. ‘I do remember Melissa!’
Bianca glances up from her bag, looking off into the distance with a dreamy look on her face. ‘Ah, Melissa,’ she says, wistfully. ‘That was a good summer...’
‘Earth to Bianca,’ Scotty says, waving his hand in front of her face. ‘You’re evading the question.’
She shrugs and turns back to her bag. ‘Yeah, well, maybe I just don’t see the logic in this questioning. I don’t like Alexandra that way. I really don’t.’
Scotty raises an eyebrow. ‘Isn’t that what you said about Melissa? Right up until she kissed you and you were smitten ?’
Bianca sighs as she finally retrieves her lunch from where it had sunk to the very bottom of her bag and grabs the stuff back off the table, piling it back into her bag. ‘No, this is just like how I don’t like her...’ She glances off towards Cory and Alexandra, chatting nearby, then looks determinedly away. ‘Anyway, I guess she likes Cory.’
She cracks open the plastic box and looks down at her lunch inside. There’s a post-it attached to the plastic bag containing her sandwiches and written on the yellow surface is a note: ‘Enjoy your food!’ There are several love hearts scattered around the message and smiley faces in the O’s.
‘I shouldn’t have shown her Post-Its,’ Bianca says, with a sigh, brushing her fingertips over the perfectly shaped little hearts.
‘Oh, yeah, ‘cause you’re not crushing on her at all ,’ Scotty says, watching her.
She smacks him around the head with the plastic box. ‘Shut up !’
*
‘Are you and Scotty experiencing problems in your relationship, Bianca?’ Alexandra enquires, as they walk home from school together. She’s stopped clinging to Bianca’s hand now and, instead, holds on to her bag. Bianca misses the contact but says nothing.
‘No, why would you think that?’ Bianca turns to look at her and the blonde shrugs.
‘Earlier, you and he appeared to have an argument and tonight he is not with us.’ Alexandra gestures at the distinct lack of Scotty walking home with them. ‘Has something happened?’
Bianca smiles at her. ‘Nah, don’t worry. Scotty and I are still besties. Always will be.’ She slings an arm around Alexandra’s shoulders. ‘He’s just helping Cory set up for the party tonight.’
‘Oh, I see. This party...’ Alexandra furrows her brow, confusedly. ‘Is it a ball? A masquerade ball, perhaps?’
‘Err... no.’ Bianca offers her friend a sheepish grin and steps away again. ‘More like a... erm... well, just a party, really. If Cory has his way, it’ll be drinking, dancing and everyone making out with each other.’
‘Making out?’ Alexandra says, looking even more confused.
‘Kissing.’ Bianca sighs at Alexandra’s shocked look. ‘Alexandra,’ she says, ‘just how different is your world?’
‘Hmm...’ Alexandra looks thoughtful for a moment, as the two girls walk through the front door.
‘Mum! We’re home!’ Bianca shouts through the house.
‘We do not kiss those we do not have a connection with,’ Alexandra muses. Bianca nods, absently, and walks into the living room. Julia looks up from the sofa.
‘Who’s ‘we’?’ she enquires.
‘Just Alexandra, Mum,’ Bianca replies, leaning on the back of the sofa. ‘I said she could wear
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