It all started with a laugh. Seriously.
It was the first day of my 8th grade and I was sinking into the endless abyss of depression.
Why was that?
It was because of a certain bitch named Mrs. Smith who was my past year's class teacher.
She had forced the school to separate me and my bestie and put us in different sections beacuse apparently we were too "chaotic".
I admit we were a bit crazy but none of us ever caused any trouble in class.
or maybe we did.
But thats not the point.
The point is the WORST boys of the class were still TOGETHER.
and that bitch did nothing about it.
I swear to god Mrs. Smith had some personal problems with me.
The worst part was I didn't know anyone in my new class.
I woke up in the morning with a very strong will to die and gloomily got ready and set out for school.
In my bus there were a few students at the back who were chanting "THE HOLY PIGEON GOD BRING US GOOD LUCK" continuously as they somehow though it will bring them good luck to them one their first day. Normally, I would have joined them but not today. I didn't think I need good luck because this is as bad as my first day can get. Its horrible already. I didn't think it could get any worse.
But boy, I was wrong.
I entered the classroom and sat at the corner, minding my own business.
That was until a group of boys came and sat right infront of me.
That's when I saw him.
Fluffy brown hair bouncing on his head as he laughed and his blue eyes twinkling.
He wasn't exactly an attractive boy though.
His body was rather awkward with super skinny arms and he was on the shorter side.
Multiple pimples sat on his face and his braces showed as he opened his mouth to speak something. His big eyes were surrounded by awfully large blue specs. He had a blue bag, a blue watch and wore a blue t-shirt.
He was definitely not my type.
But his laugh was something that drew me in and it annoyed me that I was suddenly forced to pay an unhealthy amount of attention to his group.
"Monica and Adrian sitting in the tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First come love, second comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage!" One of the boys yelled while laughing.
The stupid little poem took me by surprise and I burst into laughter.
The boy with the blue specs jerked his head towards me at lightning speed and gave me the deadliest death stare with pure hate boiling in his eyes.
Oops.
Damn it.
First day of school and I already made someone hate me.
But hey, don't blame me. The way his friend said it was funny and it would have made anyone laugh. Okay?
"What's your name?" The boy allegedly named 'Adrian' asked me through gritted teeth.
"I am Sophia." I said while smiling akwardly.
Maybe I should have joined them in chanting to the holy pigeon god.
"Sophia? What a basic ass name. Couldn't your parents be creative? I would have legit drowned myself if my parents gave me such a basic mame."
What. The. Fuck.
Did this bitch just make fun of my name?
"Wow, chill dude. Why you gotta get so riled up?" His friend said as he put his hand on Adrian's shoulder.
Adrain rudely shrugged off his friends hand and came and stood infront of me.
"Atleast I have the ability to get a girl to kiss me. I doubt any boy would even come near you with the kind of hair you have, Medusa." He said with venom dripping through his voice.
Now that really hit me hard. I had always been self conscious about my excessively curly hair.
"Watch your mouth, smurf!" I yelled and his eyes flamed with anger.
"Oh yeah? And what if I don't, Medusa?" He yelled back.
I launched myself onto him tackling him to the ground and started to punch his face.
Shocked gasps were heard across the classroom as both me and him rolled on the floor, punching each other, pulling each others hair and yelling "Medusa" or "Smurf" in between.
Soon both of us were pulled apart by class teacher, Mrs. Penelope.
Both our parents were called and told of our fight.
"This is unacceptable! How could you two do this on the first day of class? I though you two were good students! None of you have ever gotten into any fights, what happened so suddenly?" Mrs. Penelope said, clearly very angry.
None of us spoke anything and just kept looking each other with our eyes full of hatred.
And that was when I decided.
I had fallen in hate at first sight with Adrian.
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The Thin Line Between Us
HumorSophia Parker has hated Adrian Tudor since the day she met him. But people do say there is a thin line between love and hate.