"This all your fault." I grunt as I scrape off a wad of gum from under the table
"MY FAULT!? How is this MY fault!?" He shouts
"You shouldn't of tried to steal the teacher's microwave, do you even know how dumb that was!?" I say tying not to scream
"Whatever princess, I would've gotten away with it if you weren't in the way." He smirks as he does that dumb yet effective half smile guys do when they're trying to be cute
"First of all, never call me princess. Second of all, I hate you and I will always hate you. You're immature, annoying, and most of all you're a complete idiot.
"If I'm a idiot then why am I in AP classes!?" He says as he laughs
"Because you cheat on half of your tests." Sigh. I continue scraping gum but then I reach this one piece of gum that is too stubborn to move an inch. I grunt in the frustration.
"You know what your problem is?" He asks. I don't answer
"You're too much of a good girl. You need to loosen up more. You're weak. Ya know, I could give you some bad girl tips and advice if ya want." He winks
"The last thing I want is advice from you." I roll my eyes.
Is that true...am I really weak? I think about changing my reputation as I continue to attempt to scrape this stubborn piece of gum
"Move aside." He laughs as he pushes me and scrapes the piece of gum I've been trying to get off for the last five minutes
"Whatever." I sigh trying not to look impressed
Hi, my name is Lydia Hartwood. I go to Clearwaters high school (private school) you're probably wondering who the asshole I was just talking to was. Meet Justin Silvernail. He is probably the worst person you'll ever meet. See, everyone has their cliques at their school. There are the jocks (Justin's clique), the preps, the nerds, the geeks, the unfriendly black hotties, the wannabes, the outcasts, the emos, the fake emos, and then there's me. I'm not exactly in a group you see. I'm sorta in the middle. I get along with everybody....almost everybody. If I had to be in a group it would probably been in the regular person group. People say that I would be considered part of the nerd clique but I honestly don't care. I'm my own person. I don't let groups or cliques define who I really am. You're also probably wondering why I'm scraping gum and food off of tables. Well it all started earlier today when I came earlier to school than usual. I had to finish a science test and I usually always finish science tests but this time Justin was sitting by me. He was asking me the dumbest questions
"Is that your natural hair color?"
"Do you like puppies."
"Do you have a boyfriend?" .
"Do you like noodles?"
"What are your thoughts on global warming!?"
"Do you want a nickname?"
I couldn't focus at all.
Anyway, as I walking over to science so I could finish my test when I saw somebody in a black hoodie run away with a black duffle bag
"HEY! STOP RIGHT THERE." I screech
The person didn't stop.
I threw my books in the ground and sprint over to the person and jump in their back."
I am a black belt in Karate you see. So I pretty much know how to handle situations like these
The person started laughing like crazy. I could recognize that laugh anywhere.
"JUSTIN!?!?" I scream "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" I cry
"Aye keep it down!" He says as he throws me off his back."
"What's in the bag?" I ask
"Nothing he says as he tried to walk away."
I grabbed him by his arm and snatched the duffle bag away. I open it up and squint my eyes in confusion."
"Um...why were you trying to steal a microwave?" I question him
"Because the microwaves here are so good! And I need it to microwave my hot pocket!" He says as he flashes his one million dollar smile. Damn that smile could light up the entire world if it wanted to. I find myself lost staring at his face...it's so...beautiful. WHOAH WHAT!? NO I didn't say he was beautiful I said he face was beautiful....yeah.
"You're an idiot oh my gosh." I say as I reach in and grabbed the microwave
"FREEZE." I hear principal Clark say "What are you two doing here!?"
Both of us are too scared to say anything
"You both are coming with me." He says as he points to his office.
Long story short we both got detention for a week and we had to clean 3 classrooms and the entire cafeteria.
"Can I ask you something?" He asks seeming less annoying
"What?" I sigh
"Why didn't you tell him that it was me who was stealing the microwave?"
"Because I didn't want to cause any more trouble between us. Honestly it's so irritating."
"You're the one who's irritating." He mutters
"Well can I ask YOU something?" I ask
"What?" I ask
"Why were you laughing like that when I jump on you? That's pretty much what gave you away."
"It's because you're so small and light! You probably weigh no more then my 12 year old sister!" He laughs as he picks me up by the waist
"PUT ME DOWN!" I yell
"Damn! Okay!" I says as his eyes widen.
"Ugh I'm done with this bull crap." I say as I pick up my bookbag and start to walk out of the cafeteria.
YOU ARE READING
Cherry crush
Teen FictionShe was a good girl who always did what she was told. He was a bad boy who never did what he was told. When their two separate worlds collide, everything changes.
