I bulldozed my way through the crowded hallway leading to the lunch hall. Not that it was hard, since the sea of people pretty much parted before me. I could feel their stares burning a whole through me but I ignored them, the irritation within me was saved for that special someone who’d caused it. Finally I reached the clouded glass doors of the cafeteria and pushed them open.
Silence.
You know how you’re parents sometimes tell you “you’re just a fly on the wall in people’s minds, they’re all too worried about themselves”?
They are so, so wrong.
I knew this because when I stepped into the cafeteria, heads literally snapped towards me, the scandalised silence morphing into malicious whispers that illuminated a direct path to my destination.
It was the jock table (isn’t it always?). The cheerleaders sat in an outer ring around the jocks, either sitting on them or just hovering nearby. Of course they were all glaring at me, since for once the school gossip wasn’t about them, their icy gaze giving them a pinched look. If looks could kill I would be a snowman right now. Next layer were the football players. Beefy masses of muscle whom some considered hot, and who seemed to be having eyebrow spasms and permanent smirk syndrome as they eyed me.
Lastly we come to the inner circle, the soccer players. You want to be a man at Callaway high school? Join the soccer team. Tall, Lean and generally cocky, these guys were gods, according to most of the student body.
Guess who was part of this hallowed circle? Asshole himself. There he sat, smirk widening across his face and eyes twinkling mischievously as he saw me furiously approaching. One thing you’ve got to realise is, Jake Taylors is hot. Like Abercrombie and Fitch hot, in fact according to the rumour mill he even modelled for them once damn him. With his lean, toned physique, ‘smouldering’ hazel eyes and seemingly always mussed up dark brown hair it certainly wasn’t all that surprising. Not to mention his stupidly adorable dimples.
I’d faced the truth long ago. The guy who made it his mission to make my life hell since freshman year…looked like a sexily adorable Greek god.
As I finally came to a halt in front of him he raised his eyebrows and smirked lazily at me “ Finally decided to submit to my charms Liss?” I rolled my eyes in disgust as a few of his friends nudged him and laughed “ Urghh no, don’t pretend you don’t know why I’m here, and for the last time it’s Ally!” He just shook his mockingly at me “Doesn’t ring a bell, care to enlighten me?” Before I could give a cutting reply his smirk widened “Unless you’d like to go somewhere more…private first?” Chuckles echoed through the enamoured audience. Smoke could have been coming from my ears right then, considering how angry I was. I rolled my eyes forcefully and said in the most disdainful voice I could muster “In your dreams Taylors” He just winked flirtatiously “Every night Johnson!” I huffed and came closer till I was face to face with him. His eyes widened a fraction and something flashed across them imperceptibly, finally I find something to get him off guard. I put a clearly fake thoughtful look on my face and began to slowly pace in front of him “Let’s think about what you did shall we? You first of all stalked me to the drug store, and then you take a picture of something PRIVATE. Hmm After that you post it on the INTERNET for the whole world to see. What was that last one? Oh yh, YOU GET ME KICKED OUT OF THE WASHINGTON TRIP!” I was up in his face shouting again by the end of it, I thought I saw regret flash through his eyes but as quickly as it came, it was gone.
“Oh cry me a river,” He scoffed mercilessly “Who’d want you reporting anyway? By then you’ll probably have someone’s baby on-board, if you haven’t got one already.” His face was a mask of leering humour, people began muttering amongst themselves again and throwing looks over their shoulder at me.
What did I do?
I. Just. Lost it.
He just called me a slut...in front of the ENTIRE SCHOOL, I hated people judging teen mothers so much, my aunt was one and she has a perfectly nice life and is very successful, I’d had my career choices questioned one too many times by my family already and now this bastard has the nerve to say that in front of the entire school.
Those are my excuses for what I did next.
“Miss Johnson I cannot believe you could do something like this” I was torn between smirking and bowing my head in shame at the principle, because next to me sat Jake…holding an ice pack to a rather sensitive area of the male anatomy.
Yep, I kicked him, down there, and yes, it was satisfying as hell.
However I knew this wouldn’t get me anywhere at the moment, as we both sat waiting for our parents to get here and Jake trying to burn a hole in my skull with his glaring. I tried to put a contrite expression on my face, “He provoked me Mr Jones!” Principle Jones just shook his head and sighed, “ I have to say I’m extremely disappointed in you, I mean even if this young man provoked you nothing deserves the violence you have inflicted” At this he tossed a look of sympathy to Jake, looks like Mr Jones isn’t a stranger to getting kicked where the sun don’t shine. Moments like this I wish I had a female principle, the secretary that ushered us into the office looked like she was about to burst out laughing when she saw us. Me with a furious yet satisfied expression and Jake sullen and pouting holding a huge ice pack to his crotch.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door “Come in!” The door creaked open and a wave of relief and shock hit me, standing in the doorway was a tall, graceful looking girl dressed like she just came off the runway. When she saw me she seemed to be trying to hold back laughter and ‘coughed’ into her hand for several seconds. “ I” cough; cough “have come here for my sister, after she” long hacking ‘cough’ into her palm “ assaulted this boy.” Principle Jones frowned and ushered her in. “Are you her legal guardian?” Immediately Jenny’s expression changed dramatically “ I might be, as of today, my parents….” she trailed off, apparently near tears. His expression at once turned sympathetic “Oh dear that’s terrible, what happened?” She took a deep breath in “They…they’re in a coma, I rushed to the school as soon as I hear what happened but you understand me and my sister,” at this she grabbed my hand and looked meaningfully into my eyes “need to be together at this time of need” Mr Jones seemed to be at a loss for words, he awkwardly cleared his throat “ Well, you understand there needs to be a punishment” At this she nodded ferverently, “For now though Miss Johnson you are excused,” Jenna immediately grabbed by hand and swept me up, simultaneously grabbing my bag. “ Oh thank you Mr Jones! I’ll give my sister a good talking to when”she gave a realistic sob "and if we make it through this”.
The principle gave an uncomfortable yet sympathetic smile and waved her off. As I turned to leave I caught Jake’s expression, he had an eyebrow raised and was staring at me suspiciously, as I saw Mr Jones turn I stuck my tongue out at him cheekily then ran out the room.
So sorry for the late update!! I've had exams etc. Hope you enjoyed :) will update again around sunday
