E.T. (A Neptune's Novel)

Chapter 2

   I walked silently on the cafeteria. Avoiding everyone, not talking. I’m sure they’re all looking at me. My eyes are puffy and red because I cried my eyes out back from the girl’s bathroom. Not thinking what to eat, I picked up two big muffins, a slice of Hawaiian pizza and a coke in can. This can satisfy me for lunch. Turning around, wondering which clique can I join for today.

    Our seat, Beth and mine are taken by the jocks today. I wonder what are they up to? Oh, right. That’s so stupid of me. Of course they want to piss me. Good thing for them it’s working. I looked up at them. Wrong move, Mandy. I saw they’re looking at me. Well, smirking actually. Are they expecting me to sit with them. Hell, no! That won’t happen. Ever .

   I quickened my pace, walking towards the gm bleachers. I plan to eat there on my own. But before I could exit the cafeteria, a guy from the jocks stepped on my way. “Hey, Mandy! Where are you going? Finding where to seat? C’mon! The seats are limited. Anyway the group said it’s okay for you to sit with us. Knowing that your best-“

    “No need. I’m-going to eat along on the bleachers, thank you.” I tried. He’s not going to let me go, isn’t he? Jerk.

    “You’re not suppose to say no. And I’m not taking no for an answer. So bring those ‘food’ of yours and eat with us.” He threatened.

   Knowing that the whole school is looking at us, I decided to said yes. I know. I know I’m so stupid I shouldn’t have. But I have no choice. I sat on the set left for me. Bam another prank. The whole school is laughing. As in everyone. “Is it slimy, Mandy?” Matthew asked me. I hastily shook my head. They all stopped laughing.

  “Not it’s not. It’s comfy. Thanks for the seat.” I answered.

    He clenched his fists, trying not to be angry. His plans didn’t work. I saw a new member of the group. Who is he? It’s actually m first time seeing him in the school. Height about 5’11, has a striking violet eyes and has a yellow hear with streaks of violet to match his eyes I think. There’s something weird about him.

    “Excuse me. Are you-? Are you wearing contacts? I’m sure there’s no one with violet eyes.” I asked him. He smirked at me. Oh. My. God. I’m dead, this is an angel.

    “What if I told you I’m not? Will you believe me?” He asked me back. I only stared at him, mouth slightly open. He’s still smirking. Eyes so striking, voice so charming. This is my fairytale. Except that he is now waving hands in front me. I quickly closed my lips.

    “Well? God, I’m just kidding. Of course I am wearing contacts. What’s wrong with you?” he chuckled.

    “Nothing. I’m fine. Are you new here?” I wondered He must be new. There isn’t a hot guy for me here in this school except him.

    “Oh, I see. There’s something wrong with you anyway. Everything. Style, poise, the way you talk. Tell me...Are you really a girl?And yes, I’m new here. What, are you planning to stalk me too?”. That’s what I’m talking about. I mean, who does say that? In front of a girl, uh-uh. Not so cool, Prince. Freaking prince charming with a heart of stone, full of fucking ego. Prince Charming, 1 and me, 0.

    “Excuse me? What? What did you just said? Of course, I am a girl! Can’t you see the- never mind. A guy like you with a brain like a size of a walnut won’t understand. God, I was sincerely hoping you’re different from them. But you’re not.”

    Excuse me! Prince Charming 1, one Me, 1 also. Standing up to get away from these asses, I forgot that there is the slimy thing on my butt. Luckily for me, I’m used to pranks like this since I am a kid. I sighed walking towards the gym bleachers. Ugh. Is there some guy who is nice enough to talk with me and treat like a person? I guess not. I munched my last muffin on my plate. Drinking whatever is left in the coke can.

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     The bell rang aloud, piercing in my ears. Next class would be, Trigonometry with Mr. Edison, according to my class card. Stupid class card schedules. I’m one of the student who doesn’t like math. I got D last year! Fortunately, it rises up to B. Safe. I wanna graduate with high grades as much as possible.

    I quietly entered the classroom, scanning with my eyes. 3 jocks...Hmm, that’s fine. They don’t have Matthew and Justin with them. Wait, is that prince-charming-with-striking-violet-eyes-but-with-a-heart-of-stone? No. No way. Puh-lease let me get through this subject without any distraction from him.

   I walked through his chair. Slowly, I can make it, I can- “Hey there, girly-but-not-really-girly-at-all! So nice to see you in this subject with me! Aren’t you happy? You’re in a subject with your crush!” he smiled. He did not just state the word crush.

    The whole class looked at me, staring. “Stop it, prince-charming-with-striking-violet-eyes-but-with-a-heart-of-stone. You’re not my crush. You aren’t my type. There’s nothing so charming of you at all. You’re not handsome, you’re not cool! You’re a wannabe. And you’re just a stupid moron walking into my life to annoy the hell out of me. Screw you and be gone!” I yelled.

    Even prince charming here widened his eyes. “Your eyes might pop out of their sockets.” I whispered, sitting carefully on my chair. No gums, no slimes, no centipedes. Okay. I’m good.

     “Take that back. Take that back this instant! I’m not a wannabe! I am not a moron and I am not stupid, you ugly with a boring style and has a slimy on her butt! You’re the worst girl I’ve ever seen! Ever.” He answered back. Prince Charming, 2 and Me, 2. Tie, huh? I need a tie breaker.

   “Stop that love quarrel right now, guys, will you? Continue that in the Principal’s office. And you’re not going back on my glass without the detention slip” Mr. Edison said, placing his things on the teacher’s table. I didn’t see him coming in. Oh well. Here comes detention.

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    Inside Mr. Garner’s office, Me and prince charming glared at each other. “You’re going to be sorry for this” he warned me.

    “Haha. You bet. I think vice-versa, dickhead” I fired back. I’m not going to lose to him.

    “You didn’t just say that.” He warned.   

    “Oh, well. Bad luck for you. I did.” I challenged. His fist was in the air when Mr. Garner came in, glaring at the two of us.

  “You don’t wanna stop fighting, do you? Well, sorry about that. You guys have to. Remember you’re inside my grounds, so stop acting like you both own the place! Let’s start asking you both questions, eh?” Mr. Garner started. Ugh. When will this day end? I wanna go home already. Stupid prince charming, he’s the reason why I’m here.