Hey Guys, Alexx here! This is my new Fic. This is tightly (opposite of loosley) based on the book The Duff. If you have read it then you'll know. If not I think you still enjoy it. Not sure yet if it will have the same ending but I will gear to make it less and less like the book. Just so you know: No uniforms, Clare is not super religious, she has not abstinence ring, Jenna and Alli are like there appearance in some ways. Anyways Enjoy!
I was getting tired of this. Once again, I sat here on the uncomfortable bar stool sipping an orange soda. On the dance floor, under the bright beaming lights were my best friends Alli and Jenna swaying there hips like strippers. I took another sip as I thought about why the hell in the world did I let them bring me here?
I was more of the bookie, if-I-don't-get-straight-A's-I'm-going-to-die girl. I spent most of nights studying for exams and writing essays that weren't do for weeks. Alli and Jenna were always telling me to calm with the whole school obsession but that's who I was. They liked to party and I liked to study. So when they dragged me to Above The Dot I sat at the bar talking to Peter the bartender.
"How's the boyfriend hunt going?" Peter asked me every night we talked.
"Peter, how many times do I have to tell you I'm not looking for a boyfriend right now?" I said twirling my straw. Peter always brought up boys in our conversation.
"Until you admit you are." Peter joked. He left to go tend someone a few stools down when Alli plopped down beside me.
"You should come dance with us, Clare Bear!" She whines, her long black hair flowing over her shoulders. "You'll have a good time. Trust me."
Jenna sits down on my other side. Her blond ponytail bounces as she turns to face us. "Omigosh, Zane Park just hit on me. He is so hot!"
Alli rolled her eyes. "He asked you were you got your highlights done, Jen. He's totally gay."
"No, he is way too cute to be gay." Jenna said, her big blue eyes turning serious. I and Alli just laughed. For some odd reason Jenna was highly attracted to gays.
"Anyways, Clare, we brought you here to have a good time with us. Not that Peter isn't interesting." Alli twirled her hair around her manicured fingers and smiled at Peter. She was probably trying to score some free drinks, as usual. "But we are the one who are your friends. Come dance, now?"
"No. I'm fine here Alli." I said sipping my soda. Truth was I wasn't fine here. I was kind of appalled at how close these teenagers were getting and I was bored. Bored out of my mind. Right now I could have been at home re-reading the book Scarlett's Letter or watching re-runs of Gilligan Island with my dad. But for the sake of my best friends I put on an act.
"You sure?" Alli asked narrowing her dark brown eyes.
Alli paused for a moment then pulled Jenna over to the middle of the dance floor where it only took them seconds to find guys to grind with.
"Why don't you tell that you're bored?" Peter asked as he slid a refill of orange soda. I took it gladly and started sipping it avoiding his question. When I found out he was still starting at me I decided to answer.
"I'm not bored."
"You're not a good liar, either." He replied before going to go take orders from a group of bimbo freshmen.
I sipped my soda casually looking at the clock every few minutes. This is the one time in my life that I wish there was some machine that would speed up time. I started thinking about where my mom was now. She was probably taking one of her weekly getaway trips to some resort. I bet you a million she was in the spa now getting a pedicure or a facial. My eyes swam up to the clock again to mentally tell it to hurry up. Hurry up. Hurry up, you dang clock.
"Why, hello there."
I rolled my eyes and sighed. It was just another one of those nerds that couldn't get anyone to dance with so they stared hitting on me. I took a sip from my soda to show him I wasn't interested. But he persisted.
I turned round to see that this was no nerd. This was Eli Goldsworthy. Eli. Fucking. Goldsworthy.
"What do you want, slime ball?" I asked rudely.
"You seemed like the nice type." He sarcastically replied leaning in closer to me. "I'm here because I want to talk to you."
"I'm not in the mood for talking." I slurped my drink loudly causing Peter to stare at me. I stopped immediately and smiled shyly. He looked at me then Eli and gave me thumbs up. Gross. How could he ever think I be interested in Eli? Eli Goldsworthy was the guy who had one night stands as often as you brush your teeth. He was a slimily slime ball and treated girls like sex toys. That's all they were ever to him. The only bad thing was that he was, well, ok, hot. He had dark green eyes and wavy black hair the drifted to his eyebrows. Hot. But. Ugh.
"Come on." Eli teased. "Who put sand in your vagina?"
I turned around to face him and gave him a disapproving look. "Excuse me?" I asked.
"Now that I've got your attention I'm here to ask for your help. You see, your friends are fucking hot. And you Girly, are the Duff." He gave me a naughty smirk.
"That's not even a word." I said know-it-all –ish.
"Designated. Ugly. Fat. Friend." He stated.
I looked at him in disbelief. Was this some joke? "What-!"
"Hey, please don't get defensive. You're not a monster or anything but in comparison..." I watched as he looked over at my friends. Alli was swaying her hips next to this guy who was smiling widely. She was beautiful. Big bust. Tiny waist. Dark Skin. Full Lips. None of the qualities I had. I then looked over at Jenna who was flirting with Zane who was clearly not interested. She was somewhat tall, taller than me. She had a very petite frame but her face is what made guys weak at the knees. She had bright blue eyes and that skin that was blemish-free but always shiny. Not in an oily way, but a good way. "You're friends are hot. Really, really hot. Anyways, the point is scientists have proven there is a Duff in ever group of friends. And girls like guys who associate with their Duff."
"I didn't know perverts where consider scientist these days." I said staring at him in disgust.
"Don't be a dick, now. What I'm saying is your friends will find it sexy that I'm socializing with you. It's like charity you know. Sensitivity. I'm just doubling my chances of getting laid tonight. Just help me and look like your having a fun time."
I stared at him appalled. He may have an amazingly rip body but he was no angel. He had a soul of a devil.
"Like they would ever talk to you!" I yelled reaching for my orange soda and letting it splash on to Eli's expensive white shirt. He glowered at me angrily fury written across his forehead.
"What the hell was that?" He asked shaking his hair free of sticky orange soda.
"What do you think it was?"
"Honestly, Duffy, I have no idea."
"If you think I'm dumb enough to let one of my friends sleep with you. You're very wrong Eli Goldsworthy. Very wrong." I huffed with anger. "And by the way. The name's Clare. Not Duffy. We've been in the same class since elementary." With that I left him sitting alone as started towards my friends.
A lot like the book, eh?
Anyways, please review! Please! Please!