Last night was terrible. Probably one of the worst nights of my life. But after yesterday, I was sure of one thing, I liked Blake. Like, really really liked him. I don’t know why, but I did. Maybe because he had always been there for me, supported me throughout, stood by me. But the worst part was, I was always crying in front of him. And I doubt he liked me too, because he had already been in a relationship with Jessica before. Anyway, after yesterday, stuff got really awkward between me and Alisha, obviously. We did not speak, I mean, as soon as I came back home, I slept. We did not even see each other. But one day, I had to face her, we both lived in the same dam house.
I had all plans of bunking school today, because almost the entire school was there yesterday and everyone saw that video. Today, school was going to be AWKWARD. Anyway, I got down to leave.
“Where’s Alisha?” I asked mom.
“Uh, she’s not well, had been a tough night for her I suppose.” Mom said.
What the hell? Mom knew about it? Seriously? Why was Alisha involving mom into this?
I just made a face and left from home.
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Like I had expected, everyone was staring and passing dirty looks at me when I entered school. It was pretty evident, the entire school was gossiping about us. I could probably die out of embarrassment.
“Seems like you’re a pretty good kisser, huh? Try me.” Some random guy, who I was seeing for the first time in the school said, pouting.
I rolled my eyes and went forward. I hoped I could just cover myself somehow.
“What’s up, girl? Enjoyed my party last night?” The familiar Barbie-doll voice called out.
I turned. I remembered that I hadn’t killed her yet, that was due.
How I wished I could take off that smirk on her face. This girl had no shame at all.
“Listen, you.” I said, gritting my teeth, moving towards her, “be happy that I didn’t do anything to you last night.”
“Ooohhh, I’m sooo scared! Aww! Someone please help me!” She said, mimicking.
“Seriously, Sadie? You still have that much of guts to stand in front of me?” I said, clenching my fists.
“What can you even do, loner?” she said, getting back that smirk.
“Being single is better than being a whore like you.” I said, “and as for the first part,” I gathered all the strength that I had and slapped her as hard as I could. It felt great! I could never imagine slapping someone you hate could give you so much pleasure.
“I can do that.” I said, grinning.
Sadie’s face was priceless. Of course, she had never expected I would do that. It was pretty evident that she wouldn’t leave me alive.
“You ugly bitch!” she shouted.
“Look whose saying!” I said, rolling my eyes.
“Well, at least I’m not a virgin like YOU!” she said, pointing at me.
“At least mean are attracted to me! At least I have friends! At least I am not alone a Saturday night! And you?” she carried on, “you just have that name because of your oh-I’m-so-popular sister! While you,” she said, spitting on that ‘you’.
“You know what? I have better things to do than listen to your nonsense.” I said, turning around.
“Better things like what? Hitting on your own sister’s boyfriend?” she said, in the British accent.
Ouch. That hurt. I wasn’t really feeling well now. Before she could humiliate me any further, I kept walking. I went to the terrace, I wasn’t really in the mood of attending any classes.
I sat down at my usual place. Hardly had I sat down when the tears started to flow. Even though Sadie was a total bitch, for a change, she made sense. I was a loner, men were not attracted to me.
“Why? Why do you do this to me every fucking time?” I said, looking up at the clear sky, hoping for that “somebody” god to listen.
“Why don’t I get happiness too? Like others?” I continued, “what is my fault?”
“Do I look ugly? Am I a bad person? Have I hurt people’s emotions? Then why are you doing this to me? WHY?” I screamed, literally screamed.
“You give happiness to those who don’t even deserve it! Am I stupid? Whose waiting that yes, one day someone will come in my life who will love me?” I said to myself, getting up.
“Am I stupid to believe in love even when my heart has been broken? Well maybe I am.” I said, losing hope.
“For example, I like Blake, I really like him. And I know, I just do that things are not going to work out between us. Even if it does, You wont let it work out! Know why? Cause you hate me! You freaking HATE me” I screamed, moving backwards. Tears were just not stopping.
“I am stupid, right? To believe that one day someone will come, kneel down and say, ‘I love you, Samantha Hayes. Will you be mine?’ well I want that person, to be honest, Blake to do so. But I know he won’t.” I said, laughing at that thought.
“Know why? Because no man likes me! And he, he will never like me, what do I have that he will like? Hair looking like hay? Sense of dressing that cannot even be classified as ‘fashion disaster’, words that hurt like a thorn? What could he possibly like?” I said, still moving backwards.
“You know, I-” I was continuing when I bumped into someone. Oh fuck. Who could it be? How long has this person been here? Did he/she listen to all my crap? What if they have? What am I going to do? Oh dam, someone please tell me that this is all a dream, oh please.
I closed my eyes tight, and turned around, I was too scared to open them. You have to do it, you have to see who it is, I reminded myself. Slowly and steadily I opened my eyes.
Okay, officially, kill me. If he had heard whatever I said, I swear, I would die out of embarrassment. But there was something wrong with him, his eyes were watery.
“Look, Blake, I…” I started off, biting my lips.
But before I could say anything further, his mouth was on top of mine, his hands were on my waist. Oh my god. Did Blake Eriksen just kiss me? Oh wait, he was still kissing me. Yes, I know I would be feeling on top of the world and all, but hey dude, I wasn’t ready for this, okay? I mean, I was just too surprised.. and confused.
Well, let me tell you, he was an excellent kisser. I’m serious. But wait, why was he kissing me? I mean, did he like me, or was he only doing this because he felt sympathetic or something? I needed an answer to that.
I broke off the kiss.
“Umm. Hey, is it that you’re kissing me, because you like me or.. I mean, why would you like me, I am just a piece of-” I started off, embarrassed, but then he did something totally unexpected. He knelt down on one knee.
I was stunned? Haha, it was an understatement. Obviously, this is a dream, I convinced myself.
“Samantha Hayes, I do not like you. I love you, Samantha Hayes, will you be mine?” he said, smiling widely, his dimples were showing. He focused on the word, ‘love’. Gosh, I am so dumb.
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“I never believed in God, I always believed in angels, who will always be there with you no matter what, without any complaints or demands.
I guess I had found my angel.”
