Arranged Marriage

Chapter 9

Chapter nine: A What Now?

Sometimes I wish school didn't exist. It's no point if you already know everything but I'm just glad the weeks pass by fast cause the weekends get here faster.

Only that more time with Jonathan. Cause of the damn 'bond' I actually feel very connected with him, and not in the friend way either. I swear when did my life get all tangled up in here. I use to have a good life. Good friends.

"Hey Leila. You okay?" This guy asked me who was sitting on my left side.

"Um yeah. Just got a lot of stuff in mind." I shrugged and looked around my table to only see people with weird hair cuts, piercings, tatts, and lots of leather jackets around.

Huh, you do hang with the wrong crowd...

Shut up brain, shut up, they ain't bad people.

"Hey did you try the new drug that lately was being passed on? Oh man, that shit took me out of this place." The girl with dark purple hair said to the guy on her right.

Yeaaah they ain't bad for nothing 'cause good people certianly do drugs...

Shut up brain...

I slowly put my head against the table and groaned in agony.  I slowly started slamming my head against the table - like it's totally normal to do - while scratching my thighs deeply.

"Hey! You alright L?" The chick on my right side asked placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Perfectly...fine...thank...you...very... much..." I spoke slamming my head with each word. They must think I'm crazy but of course they would tell me straight up. They never keep secrets and always speak freely.

"How did she even get in that group? I swear ever since she came to this school she just went crazy. I bet it's because she's just a human and doesn't know how to control herself. I mean seriously what human hangs out with just pure werewolves? Only crazies." A girl whispered from behind me. I knew who they were talking about.

I stopped in mid-slam and turned to look at the girl. Of course, Miss I-just-used-you-for-money was talking about me. I narrowed my eyes at her while she and her friends gulped loudly with fear in their eyes.

"I dare you to repeat your damn fucking words Samantha cause obviously you like doing it behind peoples back like always!" I yelled at her which caused her to jump a little in her seat.

"S-sorry." She stuttered lowering her head.

"Bitch." I muttered and turned back to my group, grabbing Deena's pizza.

"Bitch that's mine!" She yelled trying to grab her slice back.

"I'm so not sorry. You were too busy talking. I couldn't leave this pizza sad and lonely. It was calling my stomach. It wanted to be friends." I spoke taking a bite from her pizza while she glared at me.

"You fucking owe me another slice now." She muttered chewing on her lip piercing annoyingly.

"So I owe you a pizza box. Okay."

"Guess who?" Someone whispered in my ear while quickly covering my eyes. Shivers ran down my spine already telling me who it is. Jonathan.

I felt a sudden swift and my pizza was gone from my hand. Fucking bastard.

"Hey! I stole that slice! You can't just steal something that's been stolen already!" I yelled swinging my arms around only to hear laughter.

"Its call returning it. So thank you for returning my pizza." Deena spoke while everyone laughed.

"Jonathan get your hands out of my eyes now!" I yelled only for his hand to go down to my waist.

"They weren't in your eyes. They were on your eyes. Use your grammar right babe." He spoke pulling a seat next to me, sitting down but turned and pecked my cheek.

"Don't call me babe. I'm not your girlfriend. I'm your best friend." I glared at him.

"Well you got that right. But you're still my mate so I can call you babe, babe." He spoke putting his forehead against mine.

All the girls in my table started to squeal and 'Aw' at us while I looked at them curiously.

"I'm sorry. Our inner girliness escaped for a second. Oh so cute." Deena spoke wiping a fake tear away from her corner of her eye while the rest nodded.

"Jeila!!" Someone - basically a female - yelled while we all turned to see it was Crystal running towards us with Derrick just behind, strolling like nothing.

"Who the Fuck is Jeila?" Everyone spoke at once when she reached the table.

"Them." She said pointing at Jonathan and me.

"Excuse me?" I asked, feeling more confused by the second. Jeila? What the hell is that?

"Yeah, you're Jeila." She said smiling at us.

"Last time I checked his name was Jonathan and mine was Leila."

"Jeila! Jonathan and Leila combined together equals Jeila. Your ship name."

"Ship?" Jonathan asked.

"Yeah. Your ship name." She spoke smiling once again.

"A what now? What are we a boat? Are we sailing somewhere? What the fuck is a ship name?!" I yelled in frustration. This girl comes up with the most weirdest things ever.

"Um no. You're not a boat but you're sailing...to each other's heart." She spoke wiggling her eyebrows at us, "And a ship name is something people do when they think these two people are cute together or look compatible for each other. You belong together. Plus you guys are cute together." She added.

"Did you make this up or something?" I asked.

"No! Just look at the beauty of this. Jeila. You're already sailing. You guys will never sink. Just like the Titanic." She spoke spazzing her hands in the air.

"Didnt the Titanic sink?" Someone in our table asked making Crystal get an annoyed look.

"Shut up! Jeila will never sink! Stupid titanic." She yelled but muttered the last part under her breath.

I chuckled and shook my head at her foolishness.

Jeila...Jeila...why can't you be creative like this huh?

Oh my god brain, I swear! I don't need you at times!

Yeaaaah sure...yet you still talk to me...well yourself.

Shut up!

"We should probably head to class now." Derrick spoke while everyone started getting up.

"Huh?" I asked feeling confused.

"Leila. You really need to stop spacing out. The bell just rang. Come on." Crystal spoke taking my hand.

"Stupid brain." I muttered and followed behind everyone else heading to 5th period.

*

"Did you finish your essay?" Lupita asked me leaning against her locker.

"Fuck no. I was about to but I kinda fell asleep. I'll just turn it in tomorrow. You already know I don't turn in stuff in time." I spoke slamming my locker shut.

"Yet you get better grades out of the group." She muttered under hear breath.

"Hey. Do you know what a ship is? Like a ship name?" I asked her.

"The fuck is that?" She asked flipping her red hair out of her face.

"Nothing. Come on, lets head to 6 period now." I spoke sighly deeply.

School...I hate you.