Recover

Chapter Six

A warm sunlight peeks in from my white blinds and I turn to my side to avoid it when a little alarm in my head kicks in. I lunge myself out of bed and I land face first on the floor. My body pulls itself off the ground and I walk over to my balcony doors. I pull them open and step outside. The sun is up. Crap, did I sleep in? I check my white watches, 7:00, damn it I did. Jumping to my feet, Morning sweetheart! enters my head and suddenly my legs give in.

     The memories of yesterday come rushing over me like a tidal wave and I take a deep breath, and try to calm myself down and put a hand on my nightstand and pull myself up. I shake my head, that jerk. I touch my lips when I remember that he kissed me. Suddenly I have a devilish idea. I quickly gather myself together and get to my closet and I pull out a revealing black blouse, a gold sequined skirt and sandals with a slight heel. Going to torture that horn dog!

     After I finish my routine like yesterday, but without the shower I lock up my apartment. Walking out I look down to select a song on my phone when I hear the roar of an engine my head snaps up. "Gen," When I hear my name roll of his lips I shiver, it sounded so perfect. I turn to see a red 2010 Ford Mustang parked in the front of the building with Jake sticking his head out the window.

     "Gen, come on in I'll give you a ride to school," he looks at me making his green and blue eyes trying to turn my heart to mush.

     Hell. No. My heart is gone so don't go looking for it boy, I plug myself into my music world of Hollywood Undead and walk away completely ignoring him. I feel his eyes burning into my head, but I keep going. When I pass Pippin's Bakery Jake gets out of his car, "Gen get in the car," he demands, his eyes are cold and serious.

     "Hell no," I say simply and turn up my music, he grabs my shoulder. Quickly I turn around and kick his feet out from under him. He hits the pavement and growls but I just smile and run ahead. This guy decide on the wrong girl to try and put a leash on. Stopping about a block away I put my hands on my knees and try to catch my breath.

    When I start walking again I twirl a strand of hair around my finger and I notice the color. Oh damn, I forgot my hair! My hand goes straight on my head and I want to glare at the bastard, guess I'll call Evan, my hairdresser, and get my hair done again but maybe a different color this time.

     After I waltz into the parking lot and sit down under a tree for shade, I start to play Temple Run on my phone and man it is addicting. I'm about to jump over a tree stump when some brunette chick knocks my phone out of my hand and giggles as it falls to the ground, she steps on it cracking the screen and says, "Oops! Sorry!"

     The girl keeps walking not expecting me to do anything, just sit down and take it, must be the regular bully. The rest of the crowd shifts uncomfortably knowing who I am and how I don't take things lightly. This girl messed with the wrong person.

     I jump off the bench and spin her around; I don't take people's BS. "Oops! Sorry for this bitch," I pull my fist back and give her a right hook, her body crashes onto the pavement. The girls with her squeal and kneel on the pavement trying to help her.

     "Do you even know who she is?!" Squeals the short-haired red head who has what I think were fake tears.

     I tilt my head to the right and tap my temple with my finger while biting my lip, pretending to think hard, "She's a whore."

     "How dare you talk that way about Jessica!" Shouts the other girl with long black hair and almond shaped Asian eyes.

     I shrug it off and grab my black and green checkered bag and walk away. I step on the brunettes hand and say, "Oops sorry!" I flick her off and walk into the school, throw this girl any shit and she'll double it.