Filler Bits: Alyssa Marx
The four magical teenagers were eating lunch together at school one lunch time when Alyssa Marx and a couple of her friends walked past.
"Hey Alyssa," Damien called out to her. "Hi Deborah, Alexandra," he greeted the two girls with her. Judging they way they were only carrying wallets, with no backpacks, Alf judged that they were headed for the canteen.
"Hi Damien," Alyssa greeted him with a small smile. "Alf," she added, ignoring the two Alduses as she had no connection with them.
"Er, hi," Alf managed to get out. Her curly dark blonde hair was tied into two low pigtails today, curling around her shoulders, contrasting against the blueness of her school shirt.
"You haven't sat with us, lately," Deborah said to Damien, batting her long dark lashes flirtatiously, while curling the end of her long ponytail around her fingers.
Damien smirked. "You haven't come and sat with us, either. I think it's your turn."
"But we don't know those two," the light blonde haired one pouted, rudely pointing at Rock and Jessica.
"Then there's no time like the present for introductions," Damien said with a smile. "That's Rock and Jessica. Alyssa, Deborah and Alexandra." He indicated each person.
"Hi," the three girls chorused.
Jessica eyed them with contempt and Rock looked them over dismissively. Damien frowned at them. He knew that Alf had difficulty getting along with other people, but he didn't think that Rock and Jessica would be the same.
"So, now you know each other," Damien said. "You can come sit with us tomorrow."
"Okay," Deborah nodded eagerly, speaking for all three girls.
"We should go now, though," Alexandra said. "The canteen line's going to be soo long," she complained.
"Yeah," Deborah agreed and began walking off with Alexandra, but not before shooting Damien one last coy smile.
"Bye then Damien, Alf," Alyssa farewelled. "Nice meeting you two," she said to Rock and Jessica with a wave before running after her friends.
"You want us to eat lunch with those girls?" Jessica asked, quirking an eyebrow at Damien.
"Why not?" Damien asked.
"Because they're vapid?" Rock suggested.
"Alyssa's not," Alf interjected.
Damien smirked at him.
"Says you," Jessica retorted, looking at Alf.
"See," Damien grinned. "This is precisely why you have to let them sit with us tomorrow."
"Why?" asked Rock dimly.
"Because our boy Alf has a little crush on Alyssa Marx."
"I do not!" Alf shot back, causing the other three to laugh hilariously.
"So he does," Rock commented.
And realising that any words that next came out of his mouth would damn him further, Alf kept his mouth shut diligently.
"Since when?" Jessica asked him, looking at him curiously.
Damien laughed. "He's liked her since like, year two."
How Alf wished that he had some way to stop them from teasing him. But as far as he knew, Damien, Jessica and Alf did not have any embarrassing crushes. Not that it was embarrassing to have a crush on Alyssa Marx. Half the boys in his year had a crush on her. Probably because she was so cute and pretty and nice to everyone. She knew everyone's name and that made you feel special.
Jessica giggled and Rock laughed openly while Alf tried his very hardest not to blush.
"I guess we could stomach sitting with them for you, Alf," Jessica said, making it sound like she was making a sacrifice bigger than humanly possible.
"They're not that bad, Jessica," Damien protested.
"Only because they were flirting with you," Rock inserted.
"Jealous, much?" Damien asked.
"Oh, you know it," Rock said, sarcasm evident in his tone.
"Don't worry," Damien said. "There's two of them. You can have Alexandra."
"Which one's she?" Rock asked, as though actually interested.
"The one with light blonde hair," Damien said.
"No thanks," Rock said. "I like them older."
"Ugh," Jessica complained. "Can you not talk about girls when I'm around? I'm not interested."
"Really?" Damien asked. "I was so sure you were a lesbian. I was looking forward to seeing some girl on girl action."
Jessica smacked him. "You're so crude."
"Don't I know it," Damien smiled, smacking his lips at her.
Jessica rolled her eyes and staunchly returned to eating her lunch, ignoring anything else Damien and her cousin had to say. Alf decided to follow her example and soon the girls were forgotten in favour of the boys' second greatest desire: food.
-=-=-=-=-=-The next day at lunch, Rock, Alf, Damien and Jessica were joined by Alyssa, Deborah and Alexandra, as well as Damien's friends Chris and Mark. They ignored Alf as they usually did and Damien seemed to enjoy catching up with his friends once again.
Alf on the other hand, was feeling left out. Rock managed to fit in well enough, teasing Damien's friends who he'd bullied at some point. They were extremely surprised to discover that Rock was now friends with Damien. They seemed afraid that all of a sudden he'd turn around and assault them as well as insult them, and that amused Rock greatly. Jessica was paying careful attention, making sure to reign in Rock when he was getting too mean and the other boys were taking him too seriously. Rock would then laugh, causing the other boys to join in nervously as Rock stretched his muscles, pleased that instead of losing his power to intimidate by having friends, it seemed to have increased.
Alf on the other hand, didn't have much to say while Deborah and Alexandra flirted with Damien and the other boys. Alyssa joined in on the conversation sometimes, and at one point she and Jessica were engaged in conversation. Alf sat to the side, beside Jessica and across from Alyssa, occasionally sending admiring glances her way, and eating his sandwich, barely paying attention to what anyone else was doing.
Deciding to help with a little matchmaking, Jessica was determined to work Alf into the conversation somehow, then carefully extricate herself from it.
"So what's your favourite flower?" she asked Alyssa, pretending to ask a random question just because she was running out of good things to say.
"Oh, pansies, I guess," Alyssa said.
"Really?" Jessica queried, without wanting a response. "I like pansies too. But Alf prefers sweet peas, don't you Alf?"
"Huh?" Alf asked, looking up, surprised at being addressed.
"Are sweet peas your favourite flower?" Alyssa asked him. And Jessica decided that that was good a moment as any to stop saying anything.
"Uh, yeah," Alf said.
"Why do you like them?" Alyssa asked.
Think of something not idiotic, think of something not idiotic, Alf chanted to himself. Please don't make a fool of yourself, Alf. "Because they're... friendly."
Alyssa smiled at him charmingly. Apparently that was a good thing for him to say. "That's why I like pansies," she said.
"Did I just hear you correctly, Alyssa Marx?" Chris interrupted. "Did you just say that you like pansies?"
The other boys laughed at that.
"Then you and Struthers would be a good fit," Mark added. "He's the biggest pansy around."
Alf looked away sadly. That's why he hated hanging out with Damien's friends.
"And that's why you and I aren't a good fit, Mark," Alyssa shot back.
"Ooh," the other boys laughed.
"I don't know why I'm friends with them," Alyssa commented to Alf.
And Jessica, noting that Alf wouldn't want to talk anymore agreed, and engaged Alyssa in conversation.
So after that day, it was still just the four of them. Alf a little pleased that he'd managed to have a small conversation with Alyssa Marx, even if it wasn't very much and had been interrupted. It was the most they'd said to each other since primary school.
posted by Cedric @ 10:19 am
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