Yasmin is leaning against Wander reading when we pull into the parking spot beside her. She looks up briefly smiles and then goes back to her book. She told me yesterday how much she loved to read. Her eyes lit up as she talked about all the books and authors she loves. I drape my arm over her shoulders. She shuffles closer, lifting her face and pouting her lips at me.
I chuckle and lean in and place a quick kiss on her lips.
“Morning pretty girl.”
“You already said good morning to me in the shower earlier, or have you forgotten already?” She grins.
“I could never forget.” I wink at her.
“Ewww you guys are gross.” Arden pretends to gag.
I flip him off as I grab Yasmin’s bag off the ground and lead her across the car park. She continues to read, trusting me to guide her.
Ally is already waiting at Yasmin’s locker.
“Back up Romeo. I’m borrowing your girl.” Ally says as the only warning either of us get before she pulls Yasmin down the hall.
“Morning to you too Ally. I’ll take your stuff to home room.” I say to them both.
“What was that all about?” Arden asks.
“Fucked if I know. Yasmin mentioned yesterday that she wants to spend some girl time with Ally. Maybe they are discussing that.”
“Who knows? Chicks are complicated.”
I put mine and Yasmin’s bags away and grab what we need for our first class.
“How do you feel about mimes? I want to get some for the party.”
“Fuck no. Mimes are creepy dude.”
“What about fire twirlers?”
“Do you really think that is a good idea?” The idea of over a 100 people and fire makes me shudder. Something is bound to go wrong.
“I guess not. Dad would kill me if I burnt down the house.”
“Yes, he would. The party will be good. There is no need for you to hire mimes or fire twirlers. People only care about the food and booze,” I tell him as we walk into home room. Rhys is already leaning back in his chair. Two extra chairs have been placed around our table. I nod at him by way of greeting.
“But there needs to be some WOW factor. I don’t think the party bags will be enough.”
I shake my head at him. “Only you would decide to make up party bags for a party where the guest list exceeds over 100 people.” I sit down and Arden leaves a chair between us when he sits.
“Tell Arden we don’t need mimes, fire twirlers or party bags for our birthday,” I say to Rhys.
“What the fuck is wrong with you Arden? That’s a no to all of the above.”
“You guys just don’t understand,” Arden says throwing his arms in the air in a dramatic motion.
“What don’t they understand?” Yasmin says as she walks up to our table with Ally.
“I want to hire mimes or a fire twirler for the party.”
“Sorry Chuck, I agree with the boys on this one. That’s over the top. People won’t be sober enough to remember anyway,” Yasmin says. “Is that chair for me?”
“Yeah.” Rhys says. “I figured you and Ally would be sitting with us now.”
“Thanks Rhys.” She says making her way around the table to sit next to me. I don’t miss the looks the other girls in the class are giving her.