(Pat’s Point of View)
I adored when she sang.
She thinks she sucks, but I love her awkward voice. She was my second best friend. Pete was my bestest. Don’t get me wrong—I like Icy. But Pete was the Batman to my Robin… or Robin to my Batman… he was the little gay one.
Icy emerged from the bathroom with a plain black shirt and skinny jeans. “Wanna hang out with Frank and them?” she asked.
I slowly nodded.
“Are you okay, hun?”
“Yeah…” I cleared my throat.
“Need a hug?”
I shook my head.
“Mmkay.” She left the room.
Icy likes me. A lot. I guess you can say…she loves me. But I don’t love her. I love her, but she’s not mine. We aren’t. ~.~
(Frank’s Point of View)
2pm.
“And we met at the park why?” Icy said, trying to sound smart.
“The swings.” I replied.
“Where’s everyone else?”
“Gerard’s bringing the van.”
“For what?”
I pulled Icy aside from Patrick. “To look for Pete!” I whispered.
“Where, Frank?” She said, smartly.
“Around town.”
(Icy’s POV)
This was all a big joke to them, wasn’t it?! Our friend has gone missing and all they want to do is have a scavenger hunt?!
(Frank’s POV)
“It’s not gonna work.” She said, calmly tense.
I knew that tone. She was mad or something. I dared to respond. “We can try it?”
“Frank, I have to work at four. I’m not coming with yous.” She went to sit next to Patrick.
Peh, Patrick. I don’t know what she sees in him. I may be shorter, but I’m beautiful and skinnier than him. It’s like he heats a truckload of Twinkies a day.
(Icy’s POV)
Gerard and the crew pulled up. Mikey, Latrise, Gee, Liz, Bob, Caitlin and Ray hopped out.
“Lizzle for rizzle my nizzle!” I limped towards Liz and gave her a hug. “Tricey fleecy!” I pounced on Latrise. “…And the rest…”
“Thanks for remembering us, Ice-LEE.” Ray said, mocking me.
“It’s ICE and you know it!” I shouted.
“Where’s Tenzin?” Latrise asked, holding hands with her beau, Mikey. I swear they’re the same height.
“She didn’t want to hang.”
“Did you tell her that we’re going to look for—“Gerard looked at Patrick to make sure he wasn’t listening. “P-E-T-E?”
“I didn’t know.” I said with poison.
(Gerard’s POV)
I knew that tone. She was gonna have a bitch fit. I held Liz closer.
(Icy’s POV)
“Well. You’re coming, right?” Ray asked.
“I have my period—“
“She has to work.” Patrick said quietly. Then he looked up. “But I’ll come.”
