I Hate You

Chapter 04: The Loner and The Popular Guy?

I was rushing, my feet were moving faster than my mind could register. My mind was filled with thoughts of what had just happened, it was all so much.

And Matthew wanted to take it as a joke.

"So...what was that for?" He asked me as soon as we slowed down.

I scoffed, "It was just to get back at Adrian, get over yourself Matthew. Not everyone wants to make out with you every moment they can."

He chuckled as he shrugged his shoulders, nothing I said could ever get to him. Matthew stepped closer to me and grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him, "Want to try it again?"

I felt my cheeks grow red by the sentence that left his lips and I rolled my eyes, "That's your dream huh? Well guess what? You'll never get a taste of my lips ever again."

I placed my hand on his chest and shoved him away, only for him to pull me back, "You sure you don't want to?"

"You're an ass. I can't deal with this right now." I complained.

I shoved him off and ran out of the school, all the emotions that ,ive I had been holding in, just exploded. I couldn't handle it, it was all too much. I had seen Adrian making out with someone, I had just wasted my first kiss on Matthew after letting my emotions win, I don't know if Adrian will ever speak to me again. It's just so much. The tears welled up in my eyes and slowly started flowing out. My breathing became unsteady and my legs began to shake. I had to get to my car, I could not have a panic attack in front of the school. I struggled to open and shut the door of my run down car.

"Can't believe I was afraid of hurting him. Him!" I shouted in my car, banging my head against the seat in frustration and tears, "How could I believe he actually liked me? Me? How could he like me?"

I looked into my mirror, I was a mess. My mascara was smeared all over my face, my hair was all screwed up, and my cheeks were stained with now dry tears. I wiped away a few stray tears and tried to control my breathing.

"You're fine, you're fine Stella." I told myself in the small mirror, "Stop fucking crying! Why are you crying over a boy who never liked you from the start? Shit shit shit."

I had work in a couple minutes, I didn't have time to fix myself up so I wiped my eyes and started the car.

...

Today had already been insane and chaotic, all I wanted to do was go home and sleep. Sleeping was always the best thing in my life, when I'm sleeping, everything goes away. There is no drama, no sadness, no anger, just nothing. But my plans were ruined when a group of teenage girls from school decided to walk in right before closing.

One of those girls was Shay Hancock.

Oh how I hated Shay Hancock. Shay was Matthew's ex, the very reason he wanted to start this whole fake dating thing in the first place. They were the "Power Couple", the very two people I hated the most, I certainly thought they belonged together. Shay wasn't nice at all, she always had a fake smile on her face, her brown hair was always curled perfectly that it shaped her face majestically, her blue eyes pierced your soul in a not so nice way, her teeth were the perfect pearly white, her clothes were always amazingly styled whether it was her tight-fit shirts or her baggy jackets, and everything else about her was perfect, besides her shitty personality. Shay Hancock was every boy's dream girl and I very much wasn't theirs'.

She walked in with her "clique" in her perfect fit jeans and her perfect white cropped top. The familiar giggles filled my ears and I groaned in annoyance immediately at the sound. I pulled the apron that I had just untied back onto my body and walked towards the waiting girls.