Throw Back Thursday

Fifteen

To the parents of Elizabeth Carter. Oh, brilliant. Your daughter was involved in some romantic escapade - Are you being bloody serious?! - and she's going to be having detentions and talking to me about what the hell is wrong with her. Well that didn't hurt. I sarcastically shrugged. My montonous reading voice in my head was driving me nuts. I can't bloody believe she would do, or rather write something like that, that's just crazy! And, especially, for a teacher! God, how desperate is she to drop someone in the shit? She must really be disliked by the head.

I could hear tapping. Repetitive, annoying, constant tapping. Who the fuck's doing that? Seriously...

"Jesus Christ!!" I hissed. Stop the fucking tapping. Now. "I'm trying to read!" I said in my best Karen Smith Mean Girls voice. How the hell she does it so well, I will never know. Like never. Just as quickly though, I let out a short burst of laughter. Read. I was like a little kid who laughed at the words "Do it" in an assembly. Oh my God... The letter was ripped out of my hand.

"God, you got that too? Christ, the world's a shit!" I turned around to see him again. God, if I see him in the next five minutes, it won't be because I've willed it at least!

"You know I never thought to ask... but what's your name?" I said like some four year old school girl. I awaited the answer of his name.  God, that sounded cliché!

"Don't you know me?" I shook my head. "Leon. The one you hated as a child, Leon Sellars, you seriously don't know who I am?" For a minute, I felt as if the world was spinning.

I KISSED my sworn childhood enemy. On the lips!! On the lips, and actually liked it, and actually kissed him again, and I FELL IN LOVE, like not child "in love", but really properly IN LOVE with him. I didn't tell anyone of course. I KISSED him, I FELL IN LOVE with him, and I actually still want to KNOW him now?! What kind of twisted person am I? I'm not the Elizabeth I used to know!!!!

I proceeded to sob. Hard.