Delirium

chapter six

Ayla

Two years ago...

It's already been a week since Kayden has been assigned to be my mentor .
As if I needed one in the first place .
A week of pure hell , him and I had to stand eachother during the time out of classes , I had to get lunch with him and we agreed on not eating at the cafeteria to avoid being seen together , for my part because Kayden was a popular guy and I'd rather keep a low profile and not be noticed , I mean I watched gossip girl after all , one step in their spoiled rich kids world and I'll drown in it .
You get sucked in the darkness and the mischief of their universe and I'm pretty content with my modest simple life , a simple family situation , my parent are in love and they love me , we don't live in a big mansion either , just a simple warm house in the suburb , I don't go to parties , I don't drink , and mostly I care about my education , that's why I am here after all .
That's why my father had payed for the most prestigious school in town .
I want to make him proud and get good grades so he would show me off to our family in turkey and I would get accepted In good colleges just like I wanted...or more like  he wanted .
But I'm pretty sure if I'm good these two upcoming years , I'll have a great future career.

Kayden on the other hand made it very clear that I shouldn't be shown with him for the simple reason that I'm an embarrassment to him and everyone will think that he is 'doing' the new kid in town and that would be the most humiliating thing he'd ever go through .

In conclusion this motherfucker hates me for unknown reasons and as much as I hate to admit it , he makes me feel insecure .
I mean what's so humiliating about me ? Don't I fit the standards?

I may not go to school with Swarovski stones around my neck or vivier shoes at my feet like Grace Cunningham does -which led everyone to wear them too- but i still have a modest type of class and a cute face too, at least that's what I think.
People say I look like my mother a lot , and my mother is drop dead gorgeous so I assume I am too .
And it's not some pretentious grumpy guy that will make me think the other way around .

It was already noon , meaning I have to go meet Kayden at our usual spot which at my expense was his car .
I make my way toward the parking lot and reach his black g-class .
I notice he's already in the driver's seat eating what seemed like a burrito .
Weird , most of the time he sits in the backseat so he would be more comfortable and have more space and I would sit in the front .

M

aybe this time he chose to be a gentleman,  I grab the hand of my lunchbox tightly and smile at him " hey , could you unlock the car please ?"
I look up at him who was glancing at me nonchalantly as if I was the most boring thing he had ever seen , I stare back and he doesn't even flinch . I narrow my eyes in confusion , is he deaf ? Or maybe it's already unlocked .
I go on the backseat's side and pull on the door handle but it won't open .
Nice .

" kayden open the car , I don't have time to waste on your stupid pranks "

I glance at him again , sighing at how childish he can be sometimes and the way he smirks and tilts his head at me just confirms that I am here to amuse him , like a clown .
I am a clown to think he somehow became nicer and got used to my presence .

" if you're going to act like this , then fine ! I will have lunch elsewhere "I yell at him and turned around to leave.

" oh come on don't get too upset mary jane , I'm just teasing you "

I turn back around and cross my arms , trying to see if he's being sincere,  but I still see his dimples popping as he smiles and the only times I see him smile is only when he's being mischievous.
But I hear the sound of the car unlocking and I assume he finally stopped playing around .
I get closer once again and pull the door handle only to hear the sound again and the door refused to open .
He locked it again .