Pride and Pratishness

Chapter 3

A.N. The song above has nothing to do with this story I just thought that some of ye may like it. Obviously a load of ye will know this as it is a bit of a throwback.

Enjoy xx (The Pina Colada Song – Rupert Holmes)

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"Ugh!" I exclaimed as I slammed the door to our apartment behind me. I ripped off my scarf and coat and then I threw them onto the coat rack aggressively. I stomped into the living room where Anna and Sofia were sitting on the couch looking at me like I was crazy. I collapsed onto my favourite armchair and folded my arms across my chest with a huff and a pout on my face.

Sofia pressed the lock screen on her phone and then placed it on the couch beside her. Anna folded her magazine away and then they both turned to face me.

"What's up with you?" Anna asked with a confused look on her face.

"Ya what she said cause when I left you, you were practically glowing cause Eli joined our German class" Sofia cut in before I could reply. Anna rolled her eyes at the last part of what Sofia.

"Why do you continue to fantasize about him? You aren't going to get married because you lent him a pencil 2 bloody years ago." Anna exclaimed. My lip started to turn up in disgust the more she mentioned him.

"Don't talk about that little fucking prat! Ughhh I just want to slap that perfect...ly disgusting face of his!" I growled while clenching my fists. I hoped that they hadn't noticed my little slip up there.

Sofia jumped out her seat and placed the back of her hand against my forehead while Anna looked on in shock. "What the actual fuck Vera?" Anna gasped. Sofia pulled her hand back from my head, "Well she isn't sick anyway, maybe demented but not sick."

I glared at the two of them, "I'm not bloody crazy! I'm just incredibly pissed off at his royal pratishness. Like oh my god I don't understand how I ever liked him. He is such a dick"

"And you ask why we think you are crazy. If he had a fan club you would be the leader, for god's sake. What happened?" Anna exclaimed.

I was just about to tell them the story when Sofia held her hand up, "Wait! Let me make some tea."

"Make me some too!" I shouted after her as she ran into the kitchen. We were all tea addicts in this house. She soon ran back into the room balancing two large cups on a tray. She placed it on the table and I grabbed my favourite cup; 'World's number one farmer' was written on the side. I got it from my friend Maria as a joke gift last year because clearly if you haven't established it yet, I am clearly a 100% city girl.

"Okay you can begin" Sofia announced when she settled into her spot on the couch once again.

"So, I went to donate blood so I could get some money for the skiing trip at Christmas as you already know" I said inclining my head towards Sofia. She nodded in reply. "Well anyway, I'm lead down to this room and I go inside to see Eli standing there. At the time I was like oh my god that boy is beautiful, I want his babies. I hopped up onto the examination table and just started with some small talk about lectures and shit. Then out of bloody nowhere he starts jumping down my throat about how I'm so annoying, that he can't wait to see the back of me and that he doesn't want to hear about my pathetic life. And then worst of all, he says that I have a whiney voice." I gasped as I forgot to breathe during my rant. "Like wtf is that about guys. I don't have a whiney voice. Do I?" I asked them as I quickly glanced between the both of them.

"Ehhh not usually but when you're nervous it sometimes gets a little high pitched" Anna said while scratching the back of her neck. I gasped and then started to reflect on all the times that I had been nervous.