No Hard Feelings

Chapter One

No Hard Feelings

Chapter One

I know who my friends are. I protect them, they protect me. It's Friendship 101.

In Sophomore year, Blake, the school's biggest player, decided it would be funny to take my best friend's virginity, and then destroy her heart. I've hated him ever since she came to me, bawling her eyes out.

That should've been it. I hated Blake Parker. The end, story over.

Oh, was I wrong. That was just the beginning.

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I slouched into the cafeteria, feeling like a zombie. It was only 7:00 am, but it felt like it was 2:00 am. I was never a morning person.

The breakfast line looked never ending, fuelling my already bad mood. I tried to keep my balance, but everything felt like it was tilted. The guy in front of me looked like he had three very distorted eyes. He probably did, the people at this school are really weird.

"Avery!" I jumped at the unexpected noise and turned around to see who it was. A girl with two noses stared at me like I was the freak. "Are you okay? You look sick."

I recognized the voice as my best friend, Dakota, whom I knew only had one nose. A very perfect one.

I was losing it.

"Yea, I'm just a little-" I was cut off by a blond-haired girl, storming into the  crowded cafeteria, angrily. Two other girls followed close behind her, rushing to keep up with her frenzied pace.

"Oh no," Dakota whispered, giving me a look of fear before turning her attention back to Alexis.

I already knew what was going to happen. I'd seen it about a million times before. Alexis deserved what she got. She knew what she was getting into and was stupid enough to stick around with him. 

I mean, when you're a well-known player, it's extremely easy to hook up with another girl. If only the brain underneath her perfect blond curls actually worked. 

I watched intently as Alexis made her way to the table at the far end of the cafeteria. I inched a little closer to hear the conversation better, but there was no need. Her shrieks could've been heard in Japan.

"You cheated on me?!" she screams at the dark-haired boy with crystal blue eyes that you could spot a mile away. He looked like a football player, but I knew he would never join that team. His lips were twisted into the smirk that he always had on his face. I clenched my teeth, wanting that slap that smirk right off his face.

"Yeah, I did," Blake said, like what he did wasn't wrong at all. I scowled, my blood pressure rising.

Alexis looked appalled. It was like she actually expected him to deny it or even apologize for what he did. "Why?" she asks, softly. Even though her back was turned to me, I could tell she was trying her best not to cry.

I kind of felt bad for the girl. Yes, she is the biggest slut I've ever met, but nobody deserves to be cheaten on. If only she was smart enough to stay away. 

"Because," Blake's smirk grew wider. He started counting on his fingers, naming all the reasons. "She was hotter. Her breath smelled better. She wasn't annoying, like you. She had a great body."

I had enough. My temper had risen dangerously and I could feel my whole body shaking. Before I could stop myself, I stormed forward in his direction. His blue eyes looked me up and down, before falling on my face. This just made my mood worse.

"You dirty bastard," I grumbled, and did the thing I had been dreaming of doing for the past year. I slapped that smirk right off his face. Literally. When he turned back to face me, he was scowling, his eyes turning from crystal to ice cold. 

He stood up and looked down at me, angrily. I gulped, at how close he was to my face and I took a step back. The red mark on his cheek from where I slapped him was perfectly visible and I felt pretty bad for doing that. I quickly pushed that thought away, he deserved it. Karma.

"What is your problem?" he scowled, his face fixed with anger. 

I took another step back before responding. "My problem is you."

"Me? Do I even know you?" he took a step forward, a muscle in his jaw ticked, furiously.

Before I could stop myself, I slapped him again. On the opposite cheek. Not waiting for him to make a snappy comeback, I rushed out of the cafeteria. Every ones eyes followed me as I left, making my cheeks heat up in embarrassment. 

I really didn't like being the center of attention.

I stumbled into the girls bathroom and took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. What just happened? Did I just slap Blake Parker? Twice?

My stomach flipped and I tried my best to breathe properly again. It wasn't working. I couldn't breathe. Where was my inhaler?