There's a thin line between love and hate

Chapter 2

Toni's POV

"And Cheryl Blossom and Antoinette Topaz. That's it you have 30 minutes."

It was not rare for our math teacher to pair us the way she wants and make us do exercises till the end of the class, but I've never really ended up with Cheryl. I mean I'll probably get an A by working with her, but it was weird, should I go over to her, after almost killing her the other day? Or will she walk up to my desk?

"Girls, something wrong?" Mrs. Fitz asked us with a questionable look.
We both just shook our head and stayed in out seats, on different sides of the classroom.

Sensing the tension, Mrs. Fitz asked us both stand up and sit in the back row, that way no one would feel like they won.

"Toni I suggest you take notes, Cheryl is an expert when it comes to maths."
"And when it comes to being a biggest egocentric selfish bitch."

She looked at me for about 5 seconds.
"Is that so?" She asked coldly with that fragile fucking voice of hers that drives me insane. I just want to hear her moan.
"Yeah." I looked back into her soul, the eye contact lasted for about 10 weird seconds, I was focusing on her scent.
"Alright then."
She turned around and started writing some numbers and letters and god knows what else.

I relaxed in this disgusting back hurting wooden chair and played a game on my phone, I felt pretty good about myself because I was about to get an A, and I haven't even touched the pencil.

"Cheryl?" Mrs. Fitz cried out.
"Hmm?"
"This is not good honey, are you okay? Are you feeling okay? You didn't write much and all of this is incorrect."
All I could hear was that and other kids chit chatting, it was noisy but it didn't irritate me, I waited patiently for Cheryl's response.

Next thing I know I'm chasing Cheryl down the hall.

"You bitch! You are so fucking self centered that you purposely got an F just so I did too. I'm never gonna forgive you for this! Turn around!"

Finally she did. And we were only an inch apart.

"What do you want?" She asked nonchalantly.
"Why are you so...ugh! I hate you. Cheryl I mean it. I hate you."
"You're sweet."
"Stop. Why did you do that? Was it really worth it?"
"You insult me, attack me, eye rape me everyday and you expect any sort of help from me? You can expect it from other girls, I've seen the way you use them."
"Stalking me?"
"No Antoinette I have ears, and if you're fucking sitting behind me I can hear the shit you talk about, and making a girl do your fucking homework for 6 months just to go on a date with her, it's not really nice."
"You would do it too for a date with me."
"Alright that's enough for today."
She turned around to leave but I was way too frustrated at this point.

I pulled her in the closet and once again slammed her into the wall.
"Can you stop doing that?!"
"No Cheryl. Tell me. What's your problem with me?
"What?!"
"Why do you hate me?" I got closer to her and she looked forwards in order not to feel the tension.

But out bear knees were touching and her tits were grinding on me as I was moving.

"Antoinette. I'm uncomfortable."
"Answer me."
"You're rude to me, it's not about me. I never insult you first."
"You start shit first."
"How so?"
"Because you just...drink your fucking water and just fucking study and other shit, I hate that, show some emotions finally. Geez."
"Would you like me to be thirsty and have bad grades?"
"No Cheryl I just want you to be normal!"

"Can you stop grinding on my fucking tits?"
"Why does it bother you? We're having a conversation, it's not intentional."
"A conversation? I'm glued against the wall and I can feel your thigh on my crotch. It's not very comfortable."

I got hot for a moment.
"Is it bothering you? Hard to concentrate?"
"No."
"You wanna say I'm ugly now ?"
"I never said that, just not my type."
"Alright, free to go."

I moved away from her a little, and instead of leaving she looked at my lips for a while.
"You're a freak Antoinette."

And she left.