Models Puh-Lease

Chapter 5:

Trey's POV:

"What's wrong?" Her voice is soft and caring. The instant our eyes meet a spark goes off inside of me. Her deep blue eyes with just the right tint of green. I love how they shine, and when she laughs they sparkle like a star.
"Seriously Trey, talk to me. You've been quiet the entire ride, Whats up?"
"There's this girl, I really like her..." I cant tell her.... I dont wanna ruin our friendship..
"Yeah..." I know she wants to hear more, But what am I suppossed to tell her?
"Well, Im pretty sure she only thinks of me as a friend, but I dont want to be JUST friends.... Im just afraid that if I ask her out and she says no, we wont even be friends anymore..." I'd never told anyone this, and it felt good. Wait. But I told HER. Oh shit.
"Does this girl have a name? I could probably help you more if I knew her name." She seriously wanted to help me. She's so sweet. But, I still cant tell her... We're almost to her stop, I'll just be quiet until she gets off...
"So your not gunna tell me. Fine, I see how it is."
And she just walks away. I made her mad. I'm just trying to save our friendship! But she has every right to be mad. Maybe I should just tell her... If I keep acting like this I'm just gonna ruin our friendship anyway. And maybe she'll like me back... I just dont know. I need to think.
I can smell the beer before I open my door. Oh, great. Mom went to visit my grandpa last night so my dad called his friends for 'Poker night' which pretty much drink beer and talk about sex. I hate 'Poker Night' Its just a waste of time.
"Heyyyy, Trey!" Ugh.
"How's my boy? Grab a drink here and tell me about school. Any hot girls worth knocking up?"
"Dad! Im 14! I dont drink and I dont sleep with girls!"
"Well, of coarse you dont sleep with them! Sex requires both people to be awake."
That'it! I slam the glass beer bottle he handed me on the Poker table and glass shatters everywhere. I can tell he is pissed, but I dont care. He derserves it.
"Dad I want to do something with my life! I dont want to end up like you! Why would I? You work at some huge factory thats probably gunna give you Cancer and the only thing that makes you happy is getting drunk! Your a failure!"
And the last thing I remember is seeing his fist, with shattered glass sticking out of it, flying at my face.

Amy's POV:
Hump! I cant believe him! I thought we were friends... I tell him everything, and I mean EVERYTHING! Yet, he cant even tell me who he likes. He knows everything about me, or pretty damn close! Gosh, there are times I seriously want to punch someone!
"BEEEEEP!!!!" Gosh, I should just leave this thing on vibrate!
'Alarm: Mani-Pedi Time!' O, YAY!

Tuesday
Trey isnt here today... Good, I dont want to talk to him. But it is kinda weird sitting on the bus, alone...

Friday
Trey wasnt at school all week. At first I was mad at him, didnt really care. Im starting to...... m-Regret getting mad at him. I guess there are some things better off left unsaid. Well, I really do wish I had someone to talk to on the bus. Its kinda boring without him. More time to think about tomorrow! I cant believe its really happening! I bet Trey would be happy for me.... AMY! Stop fricken thinking about Trey! Whats wrong with you?