I Don't Know What I'm Doing Anymore

"Oh Dee, look!" sniffed 17 year-old Jemma Moski, flicking her shoulder length bleach-blonde hair over her shoulder.

16(nearly 17) year-old Brandi Ranskio looked over her shoulder and replied, "What?"

"Ugh, don't you see them?" Jemma asked tapping her newly manicured fingers on the table in Pizza Hut. They were finally old enough to leave school grounds for lunch and they were taking advantage of it.

"Obviously not," Brandi said testily, looking back in her French book.

"Uh-uh! No studying until you look and find." Jemma reached over and closed the book.

The saying 'opposites attract' could never have more truth. Brandi and Jemma were very best friends, but they were opposites down to their interests. Brandi was the smarter of the two. She was shorter by about a half of an inch and it seemed her creamy milk chocolate complexion never got a single blemish. She was thin and has deep dark brown eyes and nearly black hair with lighter sun streaked brown running through it. Her style was different, offbeat, and odd, although she still dressed in trendy clothes, which made her one of the most popular girls in their high school. The only other girl that popular was Jemma.

Jemma was taller and paid more attention to boys then her grades. She had a pale porcelain complexion. She was thin and had dark navy blue eyes, flecked with green. Her father was one of those tall, dark, mysteriously handsome Italian men that appear in foreign soap operas, so she had natural dark brown hair, but she bleached it because she liked how she looked blonde better. She wore the normal, stereotypical popular girl/trendy clothes: Abercrombie & Fitch, American Eagle, you know.

"Alright, alright. FINE!" complained Brandi turning around looking for something Jemma would make fun of. She didn't see anything until her eyes rested on the group of kids outside. There were four skater punks (3 boys and 1 girl) and two of the boys' artist girlfriends. They had pulled their money together to order a two liter bottle of Pepsi, a large pepperoni/sausage/green pepper pizza and cheese and extra-seasoning breadsticks.

Her eyes met with the one of the skater boys. His name was Alex Reid. He was tall and had short spiky blonde hair with blue tips. He waved slightly and she lifted her hand to wave back. He had lived next door to her since she was born. They used to be best friends. They used to have walkie- talkies that they would talk to each other with late into the night. She smiled as she remembered waking up holding hers multiple times. They played outside together in the snow, rain, and shine. They were best friends, inseparable. Their parents thought they were going to grow up and get married. To be honest so did Brandi, but all that changed in 3rd grade. That's when Jemma moved there, that's when Alex got a skateboard for Christmas. As Brandi got more and more popular, Alex drifted further and further away. She had to admit it hurt when they first stopped being associated with each other. She began focusing on her grades, a habit which never fell away like missing Alex did. In fact she thought she still had her walkie-talkie sitting in her nightstand drawer. She turned back around and said, "What about them?"

"Nothing, nevermind!" Jemma laughed.

Brandi shrugged and opened her French book once again. They were quiet until they heard a shout and the scraping of skates and shoes on concrete. Jemma and Brandi looked at each other and it was Jemma who asked, "What time is it?"

Brandi checked her watch. "10 to 1."

"We gotta get back!" Jemma said standing up. She threw their stuff away as Brandi ran out and got her car. She pulled in front of the Pizza Hut as Jemma came bustling out holding her wallet. She slipped into the car as Brandi pulled away from the curb. She stopped at a red light and put her hand out of her window sighing. Although it was nearly October it still felt like early September. She wanted it to start snowing.

She saw the light turn green and drove down the highway before pulling into her school. She pulled into the student parking lot and found a place right in front of the school. Brandi and Jemma got out of the car and Jemma looked at her watch and shouted, "CRAP! I'm late for U.S History! I'll see you later Dee!" With that she rushed off.

Brandi waved slightly and began walking to French. Her class started in 5 minutes, but since she already had everything she could take her time. She walked in the school and leaned against the sea of sickening green lockers. Someone bumped into her hard; she turned around ready to tell someone off but swallowed her words when she saw it was Alex. He smiled and said, "Hey. Long time no talk."

"I know. How are you?"

"I'm pretty good, yourself?"

Brandi shrugged, "Eh same old, same old."

Alex snickered, "I thought YOU would love school. You're the princess."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

Brandi sighed and Alex smiled, "I still win."


"When we argue. I still win like we did when we were kids," Alex snickered.

Brandi shrugged, "Whatever Alex, whatever."

"So, who's your boyfriend this week?" he asked nonchalantly eating a piece of gum.

Brandi blinked for a moment and her heart flipped. She sucked in her breath and said, "No one. I'm flying single this week."

"Oh. I see. THIS week."

"What about you?"

"What 'bout me?"

"I saw you at Pizza Hut, don't play stupid. Which one of those girls is yours?"

"Ah, the two girls wearing all black, those are Ashanti and Lani, Christian and Joe's girlfriends. The girl with the skates, that's Teresa, she's just my FRIEND," replied Alex as the previous class began shuffling out of the door.

"Ah. Ready for our French test?" Brandi asked as she followed him in.

"We got a French test?" he asked jerking his head back to look at her.

Brandi nodded and he said, "Shit! I gotta study."

Brandi laughed and sat down.


A/N: OK so it sucked first chapter, but hopefully you will get the--LORD OF THE RINGS PREVIEW!! WOO!!--ahem anyways! Oh crap that looks like one AWESOME movie, OK! You get the idea of the point. Hopefully chapter 2 will be up tomorrow or Monday!