Opposites Do Attract

Chapter Four

I was taking one of the seats inside the department's office, waiting for the director who would sentence my life in the university.

I remembered the first time I went inside there. I was with my dad when I took the entrance exam.

I was tapping my fingers rapidly on the front table but Ms. Jenkins, the assistant director appeased me and I stopped immediately.

She glared at me and then up to my hair then back at me. "The director will see you in a few minutes."

"Okay." I nodded.

I was getting bored and tired waiting when the door suddenly opened and revealed the person who I least wanted to see.

My eyes widened and I just couldn't stop looking at him. He seemed also surprised when he saw me. But, he walked confidently until he reached the seat just across mine.

I looked away when he finally settled himself across me. I straightened myself. I didn't want to look like I was intimidated by him so I crossed my arms over my chest and crossed my legs and swung it rapidly.

What is this jerk doing here?

He cleared his throat before he managed to speak. "Are you a punk?"

Wow! Where did that come from?

I was surprised by his sudden outburst. "Excuse me?!" I raised my brow at him and I've noticed my leg stiffened.

"Well, I was just thinking you are because.. your hair's .. pink?" He titled his head to the side and showed me the DUH! look.

"Why do you fvcking care?" I snapped at him and he suddenly dodged back unto his seat.

I rolled my eyes at him. I was so pissed. How dare he said that to me? I'd barely even knew him.

"Sorry.. I was just wondering.." He actually looked sorry and he was just scratching the back of his neck and pushed his glasses up his nose.

The door flung open and the director, Mr. Heathman, walked in. "Well, I'm glad you both came." He sounded surprised and amused at the same time. He adjusted his tie before he took his seat infront of us.

"Two individuals. Two very different individuals in my office. Oh. Look at you." He added. Both of us turned our heads slowly to each other then back to Mr. Heathman.

Geez!

"Ms. Hammington, am I right?" He asked as he glanced at the paper on his table. I nervously nodded.

"Hmmm.." He leaned his back on the chair and placed his knuckles on his chin. "I obviously know the problem here." He said as he turned his eyes to my hair.

"Oh. And you, Mr. Reynolds.." He quickly shifted his body to Travis, who was awkwardly staring at him, with his mouth slightly opened.

"I'm so glad you decided to join in our department. Hmm.. by the way, how's the exam?" Mr. Heathman asked.

"It.. it was great, sir. I mean, I had answered them all, at least." Travis shrugged and slowly taking glance at me.

What does he mean joining in?

All of a sudden, I felt left out as both of them talked about how great the department was and it almost felt like they were slapping that fact to my face.

I slumped back at my seat, feeling like they're these beautiful flowers and I'm just a weed, trying to harm their cultivated garden. I knew I was just a pain in their department and I accepted that fact already because I knew in my heart, where I do belong.