My enemy since childhood

Chapter 9

"I can't believe you poured water on him, i thought i was going to die of laughing!" Brooke said closing her locker.

"I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe it was done stupidly, but it burned for me, although it was actually a bit funny."

"He probably won't be into you any more anyway, he looked very angry."

"It was right for him, you can always hope" i mumbled as we walked out the school entrance.

"Are you going home right away?" i continued as we walked away towards the bikes.

"I have to, my sister's birthday is today."

"That's right, say congratulations from me, and i will see you tomorrow."

When we said goodbye, i turned and walked across the now almost completely empty school yard.

"Y/n!"

Ugh, what does he want now? i thought, closing my eyes as i continued walking.

"Y/n! Wait!"

"What do you want?" i shouted as i turned around and saw Dylan running towards me.

"What the hell is that about?"

"What do you mean?" i asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Hello? All these rumours! What are you doing anyway? Did you fuck Thomas? I told you to screw it!"

"Please, why do you care? And by the way, you have nothing to do with it, do you?"

"You are my sister, sure as hell i care! I know Thomas and he's not a good guy for you."

"Are you serious? You are best friends with him, don't you hear how stupid that sounds?"

"Promise me Y/n, anyone but Thomas."

"What the hell did he actually say to you?"

"Nothing! He refused to answer when i asked him if you had slept with each other but he didn't deny it either."

"Ugh, i'm not going to have this discussion with you! He's your friend!" I said curtly and turned around.

"Promise me Y/n, stay away from him!" he called after me but i just waved it off.

What the hell was up with Dylan anyway? since he found out about Thomas throwing a ball at my head, he's been acting like an overprotective big brother. I couldn't really understand why, he had never before cared about who i met. Was it just because it was Thomas who was involved and that he was the biggest reason why there were now rumors circulating about us? come on, i could figure out for myself that Thomas wasn't a good guy for me, not for anyone else for that matter.

Did Dylan think i was so blue eyed that i didn't see through Thomas facade? or that i had completely missed that he was the school's biggest fuckboy? so what was he really worried about, that i would sleep with Thomas and get a deadly venereal disease?

It was one thing to fuck and quite another to develop feelings for someone, in my case neither of those would happen with Thomas. Sometimes i actually wondered what everyone saw in him, he was a self absorbed idiot, who thought he was god's gift to women. Please, who even thought it was attractive to act like that?

He was good looking, sure, i wasn't completely blind and sure he had that dangerous bad boy look about him that might be attractive but more than that? nothing, he had nothing that could make a girl actually be interested in him. Well, besides getting to sleep with him, i thought, shaking my head slightly. That was the only thing he was good at apparently, the way he preyed on girls he must be good at it i guess.

So what was Dylan really worried about? that i would sleep with Thomas and what, get feelings for him? come on, seriously? he if anyone knew me better than everyone else so he should know that it would never happen. Was he afraid that Thomas would hurt me? letting yourself be hurt by Thomas was as stupid as sitting down and peeing among stinging nettles, even before you sat down you knew it was completely idiotic.

I was so lost in thought that just as i reached the bus stop i saw the bus arrive. Sometimes you have to be a little lucky, i thought and took out my bus card.

I sat down on one of the seats in the almost full bus and plugged the headphones into the ears. I closed my eyes slightly and let the music fill me, it was something I liked to just get lost in the music.

I flinched when the music was interrupted by the phone ringing. I frowned when I opened the text.

Thomas 3:52 p.m
It's almost cute with your cat and mouse game sweetie, i know you want me.

Cat and mouse game? is that what he thought i was doing? that i played with him to catch his interest?

Y/n 3:53 p.m
You think very highly of yourself, i'm not interested!

Thomas 3:54 p.m
So you're still playful? I like it.

Y/n 3:55 p.m
It's not a game, i don't want you!

Thomas 3:56 p.m
If course you want, everyone wants me.

Y/n 3:57 p.m
Ha! Shut the hell up and leave me alone.

Thomas 4 p.m
I can't, when i see something i want i don't stop until i get it, you might as well give up.

Y/n 4:02 p.m
Who the hell goes on that talk?

Thomas 4:04 p.m
Everyone but you.

I took a deep breath and sighed, what was he doing anyway? he wasn't interested in me and i definitely wasn't interested in him. Well, he should be running around after the little ones who hadn't learned anything but to beware of the likes of Thomas and his gang.

Thomas 4:07 p.m
Could it be that you are sitting and dreaming about me? It's tempting thought because you missed your stop.

I felt my heart stop in my chest as i opened my eyes and discreetly looked around without seeing him. How the bloody hell did he know i was on the bus? when i looked out the window i also saw that i had actually missed my station. Damn it! i reached over and pressed the stop button. How the hell could i have missed the stop?

Annoyed with myself i stood up as the bus began to slow down and walked towards the doors.

I flinched as i felt someone stand right behind me as the crowd grew tighter, way too close. I thought, swallowing the discomfort of being trapped.

When the doors opened i rushed out and took a deep breath.

"See ya Y/n" someone mumbled behind me, i quickly turned around but all i saw was Thomas back as he walked the other way, whistling some smug and very annoying tune.