The next day, I threw on some clothes--not even caring how I looked. I walked to school and when I got there I noticed things were abnormally quiet.
Ohkay, this is weird...
I get to my locker and open it. A big bouquet of flowers is sitting in my locker--just waiting for me.
These are gorgeous. Who did this?
I grinned like an idiot as I got my books. When I move my books, a piece of paper falls out. I open it and read it.
"You are a princess, and you should be treated like royalty. I'm no poet, but I hope this tells you how I feel. You're eyes sparkle like diamonds. You're hair is beautifully curled. And your body is flawless."-- Secret Admirer.
A push snapped me out of my thoughts immediately.
"Bitch, get the hell out of my way! We've been over this once before you, fat slut! Move the hell out of my way when you see me coming," Vanessa sneered.
Funny how I've never done anything nasty in my life. Yet she has, but I'm the slut.
I don't say anything I just take it like always. I picked my books up, and I see that perra switching toward Paul.
Have I mentioned that she's Paul's girlfriend, NO I mean, bottom hoe? I watch them kiss. I was strangely hurt. Not like my stomach turned in disgust because that's what usually happens, more like a pang in my heart. It physically hurt me to see them kiss. I've seen them kiss before, and I've never felt this way any other time.
"Lei, LEI!" Jaycee screamed. I jumped, and then glared at her.
"Sorry. I've been calling your name for the past two minutes now," She chuckled.
"Oh! Sorry I didn't see you walk toward me," I replied.
We walked to class. Jaycee and I both sit in our seats.
Paul is in my first period. Him and his crew.
I mentally gag. He and his little Lost Puppies were staring me DOWN as soon as I walked in the classroom.
This is awkward.
I finally screamed, "What the hell are y'all staring at!"
Everybody gasped extra loud and dramatic. I'm always quiet, so I guess this was new for everybody ... including me.
Luckily, I knew the sub. She let it slide. Paul started shaking. Is he cold or something.
"Not here Paul. Take it outside," Jared convinced in a frantic tone. I looked at him and I accidentally made eye contact. He stopped shaking.
Okay then.
His eyes went from pitch black, to his regular pretty brown eyes. They immediately softened when they met mine.
Okay. Um. Was it just me or did I have a good effect on him?
I looked at Jaycee. She had a goofy smile on her face. I glared daggers at her--my eyes saying "Fuck off Jaycee". The bell rung, and I rushed out of the classroom--my legs moving faster than my torso.
I felt an abnormally warm hand touch my shoulder. I spin around quickly. I turn and see Paul. What in Jesus name does he want?
"Look, Leianna I-" He started. I cut him off and put my hand up.
"Save it Paul," I brushed his hand off of me, "And don't fucking touch me."
I jogged in the opposite direction.
I'm not gonna even listen to his bullshit.
