How To Be A Heartbreaker

Three

Grace

God, I hate that guy. My brother had told me about him. Well mostly about his brother but his name came up once or twice. Dave is not the best at judging people, but he's my big brother after all. He has his reasons when he tells me that Dario isn't one to trust. I don't like that arrogant son of a bitch one bit. Despite his piercing blue eyes and strong jaw, there is nothing that could make me think about him any further. He's just a prick with no manners. A very good looking prick. Gracie,stop it, bad, bad Gracie, you can't think like that.Dario is just an asshole that doesn't deserve your time.

After I left the classrom I went to the bathroom. I think I was having a panic attack. The mention of my mother made my head fuzzy. It always happened, ever since I was 10 , aftere her death, when someone mentioned her name my throat was clozing. I need to be alone, that is why I always go to the bathroom ,alone. After about ten minutes of sitting alone in a bathroom stall,I heard the bell ring, the students' voices filling the halls. I hoped Ella knew what had happened, she could always tell when I was having a panic attack and she knew it was better to leave me alone,but within a distance were she could help me if it got really bad. As I suspected, when I got out Ella was there, waiting for me. When she saw me she opened her arms. I ran and hid my face in her shoulder, she just rubbed my back in a comforting manner. Sometimes I really think I wouldn't survive without her by my side. " You don't need to pay any attention to this asshole's words, you know" she whispered, not sure if she should mention the incident "I know" I sniffed,whiping a few stray tears.

A few hours, I was waiting for my brother to come to his car so we could finally go home. Thankfully, me and Dario didn't have any more classes togather today, though I'm pretty sure he was sopposed to be in my Psychology class. I'll ask Ella to do some of her 'detective work' and find out how any classes I share with him. Just so I know when I'll have to deal with him, is all. Really.

Anyways, back to present time, I see my brother nearing the car and, thanfully this time Sydney is by his side. I laughed and run to her arms, I hadn't seen her for a couple of days, and what can I say, I'm used to her being in our house all day every time my brother stays home and not at his frat house . No complains though, prefer listening to her and Dave talking all cute and distusting lovie dovie stuff that listening to Helena whining about everything. Helena is my step mom. The bimbo I was talking about earlier, I despise her, and she despises me, which works out fine, cause I have no desire to be associated with that woman much more than I already do.

Sydney and I starting laughing, not only from the fact I almost caused as to fall to the concrete, but mostly with Dave's face "Sometimes, Syd, I'm really questioning if you're dating me or my sister." he said making us laugh harder. We all got in the car, me in the backseat once again. In the first red light we came across, Dave and Syd started being quite affectionate with each other so I had to interupt their little moment "Hey, guys, I'm still here y'know?" my brother's voice was heard next "yeah, we know" he said and then procceded to kiss her once again, more forcefully this time. Thank God, before they had time to deepen the kiss, a honk was heard from the car behind us making all of us realise the light had turned green, in contrast with my brother who had turned red. I tried to stiffle my laughter as best as I could, but obviously it didn't work beacuse Dave threw me a death glare from the mirror "Don't say a word" he said behind clenched teeth making me laugh even harder. I heard small giggles coming from Sydney, then saw her put her hand on his cheek "It's alright, as if it's the first time we're getting caught." she winks at him, a smirk cover his face now probably remembering when the, supposedly , got caught. To that I made a noise, that I doupt any human being has mede before, and turned my head to the window, waiting for this ride to be over so I can hide myself into the comfort of my blanket and not talk to anyone until tommorow morning.

Am I a bit overdramatic? Maybe, but I think I deserve to be, just a small bit. I mean, I ain't whining whenever I have a small problem, I don't even do that when I have serious ones. So I think whining to myself is a better solution. The ride back home wasn't that bad, I had tuned their conversation out, but the thoughts of Dario's words continued to swim in my head "Who hurt you, princess?" Many, that is the answer to his question. Many people have hurted me, and most of them do not even know they did, but what's worst is that the ones that know feel no remorse. They do not regret causing me pain, and that hurts even more thsn their actions.

As soon as the car stopped infront of the house, I got out and run to my room, not having the energy to deal with my dad or Helena. I got to my room and stripped down my uniform, changing into a large t-shirt and sweatpants. I layed in my bed, opening my laptop seeing I have a message from Ella

@eyoung435: This Saturday, we're going to a party

@graciemichealson: Do i have to come?

@eyoung435:yes, presence is mandatory, especially yours. I'll drag you there if I have to

I laughed at my friend's threat. She would do everything in her hand to get me to go to parties, not that I didn't like them just, bad memories.

@graciemichealson:Ugh, Fine. Is there a theme this time or...

@eyoung435:obv, do you have anything neon to wear. Preferably something that isn't a tee and old denims

@graciemichealson: I'll find something, dw about it ;)

@eyoung435: Great, see ya tmr

@graciemichealson:see ya!!!

Was I looking forward to that party? Hell no, but that is not my problem. I felt like something would happen to that party, something not so nice, but I pushed down the feeling that had consumed me and decided to watch a movie until my father called me down for lunch.