Hate Is Another Word For Love

Chapter 1

Cluck

Cluck

Cluck

People are laughing quietly.

Everyone in this school loves Braxton and I's relationship.

But I hate it.

Braxton is an insolent asshole that needs to get his head stuck in a bucket of dog shit.

He's bullying me but I don't put up with it. I fight him right back.

Everyone's anticipation of me bitching at him is at its limit.

Even the teacher's love it.

Cluck

If he clucks his tongue one more time I swear-

Cluck

I whip around.

"Bitch, shut your goddamn mouth." I snarl.

He smirks and clucks his tongue again.

"Make me."

I stand up. My chair scrapes viciously against the tile floor.

He glares at me with a threatening look.

I take both of my hands and shake them through his hair, and then I wipe my greasy hands on his expensive white polo.

"You might want to take a shower, bitch. Your hair is greasy."

He had that ice hair jell in his hair and it's a light blue color.

Now his white polo has blue streaks on it, and his hair is up in every direction.

I'm only mean to him when he's mean to me.

He slams his hands down on his desk and stands up quickly. His chair topples backwards and everyone gets silent.

"You dumb bitch! You're so fucking annoying!"

"If you would stop being a dick to me, I wouldn't be bothering you!" I snap.

"I'm not leaving you alone." He leans closer to me. "I have every fucking right to destroy your life and you know it. After what you did to Bri, you deserve death!"

"Fuck you." I snarl. The bell rings and I go storming out of the classroom to lunch.

I go to my table and slam my blue Jan sport backpack down on the table. My friend Nikki, who is just a mutual friend, sits across from me.

"Are you okay?" she asks.

"No." I say.

"Is it Shields again? Want me to kick his ass?" she asks. I shake my head, irritated.

I look around for Ethan, but even after the tardy bell he's nowhere to be found.

Irritated, I text him.

Me: where are you

Ethan: drove myself home

Me: why?

Ethan: I wasn't feeling well

Me: well who is gonna feed me

Ethan: I'll get you food if you want

I think about it for a couple of seconds.

Me: I might just leave. I'm tired

Ethan: remember there's a test in seventh