What If

25

JEN'S P.O.V.

I never knew school was no fun, until today. I was walking like a zombie from classes to classes. And my friends noticed my lack of sleep due to the black circles forming under my eyes.

I just had my very first kiss last night. From a guy whom I knew would never be my "prince charming" as what I have always envisioned about my first kiss. And I don't have any regrets. In fact, I even enjoyed it. Which was the reason I just tossed and turned on bed.

"Your not on yourself again, Jenny.." Fiona said as we walked down the hallway leading to the school cafeteria.

I just gave her a small smile but never said a word. I don't want to share about my escapade last night. That's so embarrasing! And I'm not ready to answer them if they asks too many questions.

"You are so weird today.."Miley added. Shaking his head.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, we found Ryell Jacksons tall figure blocking our way. Or my way to be exact.

He stood right at the door, arms crossed over his chest. And he wore a grave expression.

I let out a deep and tired sigh. Oh no not today. I don't have the energy to fight with him!

"Jennifer Smith, we need to talk.." His voice was calm yet stern.

"Not today, Jacksons..." I told him shaking my head.

"This can't wait..." He stated. Rejection was not on his vocabulary.

I roll my eyes and lead him to the table where my friends seated. They were staring at us wondering what we're talking about.

He followed me with furrowed eyebrows.

"So what's this all about?" I impatiently asks. Slowly tapping the table.

"Why did you run for the presidency of Students Council Organization? You know it's my calling!" He exclaimed.

I stared hard at him. Was he afraid of me? My lips slowly formed a side smirk that I quickly covered my mouth to prevent it from showing.

"What's the matter, Jacksons? It's everybody's call. Well, as long as your a student here, your very much qualified to run any positions you want. Just that..not everyone have the guts. " I said hiding my amusement. I sometimes thought if he's really straigh or what. He's so full of insecurities to be on top. Yet he's the valedictorian.

"I came to talk to you to warn you Jennifer. You know that I don't like competition. Because I don't have to. I always excelled on top." His voice was bitter as he glared at me.

"Well then, may the best one win!" I exclaimed amusingly.

I saw him clenched his fist as he stood up and stared at me straight to the eye.

I never saw him fuming as this. He was always the annoying one who makes fun of me in front of everyone. Letting everbody know that he's a smart as the living encyclopedia. And he's so full of himself evertime our paths crossed.

So what the hell happened to him now?

"This will be the last time, Jennifer..." His voice was low almost like a whisper. But the tone was rigid and hard.

"Are you threatening me?" Exhaustion clear in my voice.

I watched Fiona and Miley both raising their brows. Both had an open mouth gazing at Ryell. Surely, they were also thinking the same thing that was on my mind. Ryell Jacksons insecurities!

He glared at me one last time. And took a steps away with out looking back.

"What's so fuckin' wrong with him?" Miley cried out.

I just shrugged my shoulders and let out a tired sigh. I don't want to overthink things but it seems like every thing that's happening for the past twenty four hours gave me a spinning head.

"He's tense...Just weird. 'Cause he's always the calm one. And you were the hysterical when you two met. But this time, you guys switched..Wait, are you the real Jenny...?" Fiona's soft voice was full of amusement.

Miley laughed at her silly questions. She was really the crazy one in our group.

"You think I'm Ryell, and the Ryell that was standing here a moment ago was the real me? How odd..!" I said making faces. And we both laughed at her weird idea. I can't even bear to think that I am him. Not in my dreams!

We then ordered our food and sat on the table chatting. I tried my best to engaged on their topics so that my mind will not think anything with regards to the incident last night.

As we were about to proceed to our next class, I saw Mr. Stephens room opened. And his secretary walks towards me. I felt a sudden panick when she called my name.

"Jennifer Smith..you were being called by the principal." Though she was friendly and her voice was soft, I can't help but feel a little fear. It's not everyday that the principal want you to be his audience. Unless there's something wrong. And I don't want to think that there is something wrong especially when talking about my studies.

"Your dead Jenny.." Fiona was even much more afraid than me.

"Thank you for the encouragement, my dear friend." I groaned with a hint of sarcasm. I slowly followed the secretary with a trembling heart.

"Goodluck. It couldn't be that bad." Miley yelled. I turned to look at her and gave her a small smile.

When I entered the room, my nerves were trembling and I am shocked to see who's sitting across the principal's table. The person is sitting comfortably with a crossed leg. And I noticed something on his eyes. Fear?