Decision

"You are kidding right? You are pulling my legs right?" Naomi asked, her cheeks threatening to burst forth from the amount of laughter she was holding in. She was doing that so it wouldn't look like she was spiting or mocking me.

"You know you can laugh it out.." I mutter, giving her the go ahead order, rubbing my ears weirdly as my cheeks blushed beet red out of embarrassment.

Earlier, when I had gotten to her room, I had noticed that she was still on call.

Seeing me, she had told whoever it was, that she would call back in some minutes before ending the call. Not her mother obviously.

She had taken in my red face at one glance and had immediately inquired why I was red.

I had thought of lying, but seeing that she had defended me since the day started, I thought it wouldn't be bad if I told her.

The only hesitation I had was the unsurety that she might be entranced with Adam too. All the girls were. I didn't want to break her heart for that, and also didn't want any girls fight. But her insistence on knowing the gist had left me no choice but to talk.

Turns out I was wrong to be worried. She wasn't really entranced with Adam. She just saw him as some hot stupid kid. That had been surprising though but it had brought me immense relief.

"So..let me get this straight.." She was still laughing whilst talking, her hands making funny gestures in the air as she looked for the right words to begin her talk.

"You are telling me that Adam left his friends, sought and found you in the kitchen, and then convinced you to kiss him???? Not that I blame you, the boy is a walking greek god, but then the icing on the cake was that Claire had seen you two? Wow, this news should be put on the tabloids. How was her face? C'mon tell me." She said, pulling my hands.

We were sitting cross legged on her bed. I shrugged, still unsettled about what had happened, especially knowing that my punishments would be doubled, probably not by Adam if I dared to hope, but by Claire, and worse she was my classmate.

"She was angry, furious. She had dragged me by my hair, but Adam had kind of pushed her away, and dragged me behind him. I didn't wait around to see what would happen next, I just fled. But I know they would be having a huge row, and I don't think that is a good idea. It would double my troubles now. Claire would kill me for sure." I muttered, letting out a deep sigh.

What had I been thinking? We were almost in the open for god's sake. Anyone could have seen us. Or had that been his plan all along? No, that can't be. He was surprised as I was when Claire had shouted at us. He had also protected me from her. He wouldn't have done that if it was all planned.

"That's great. So, your body could do this, all this while huh? Maya, I think you should utilize this to your favour, until you are out from the school and the pack to attend college. It's not up to a year left. You can do it. Get closer to Adam. He might be a scummy playboy but he treats his conquests well." Naomi advised, and I scrunched my face, not really understanding the point she was trying to make.

Was she advising me to sleep with him so that I can enjoy a bully free year before I was out of here?

She must have seen the look on my face because the next minute she was shaking her head, and placing her two hands on my shoulders.

"No, you must not sleep with him. Just keep him on the string, and tell him that you don't want to have sex now till the school year is over. Trust me. He would literally wait for the juicy pot. But by then, you will be out already." She pointed out, staring at me intently, hoping that I would understand her point.

And I did.

It was crystal clear. I should use Adam to safeguard my peace. The idea didn't sound bad at all, but would Adam want to roll with me till the end of the school year?

Well, he kissed you. Didn't he? My mind pointed out and I nodded to myself. It can work.

"Sure, let's do it." I said with enough determination that caused Naomi to break out in a satisfied smile.

This girl was an angel sent to deliver me. I thought, watching keenly as she walked to her wardrobe and began to bring out clothes from the hangers.

"What are you doing?" I asked her, a bit confused on what she was doing. Did she want to change clothes?

"Sorting out clothes that you will wear tomorrow and next. We can get more by saturday. I am sure you don't have much in your closets." She answered, throwing a skinny ripped black pants on the bed with a yellow crop top and dark blue jacket.

"That's for tomorrow. For friday.." She left the statement hanging, her hand rummaging ino big box filled with clothes.

"You know, you are slightly bigger than me, in a good way of course, so I have to find the right fit, something you can breathe in too. Do you have shoes?" She asked, turning to me for one second to note my expression.

"Shoes? Of coure I have shoes. I answered, but the girl scoffed.

"You mean that particular canvas you wear on your feet everyday? Oh Maya, why do you really hate fashion?" She queried, shaking her head furtively as she cast a wry glance at her rack of shoes.

I shrugged again, not knowing the best reply to give her. My family wasn't poor so I could still afford the basic necessities. It's just that I didn't deem it necessary to flaunt some clothes now till I was in college, in a whole new world. Would she understand that?

"Here, for friday…I think it will suit you just fine." She muttered, more to herself, before dumping a very short skirt and another crop top on the bed.

Nah. No way was I wearing that.