The One That Got Away.

Chapter 4 - Take A Bow

Chapter 4

 

I ignored June/Summer, whatever her name the whole week. But doesn't mean I wasn't thinking about Brian too. How he suddenly kissed me. It felt so cliche in a way that it annoyed me to hell as how he could just... kiss me. Am I that easy? I hope not. Probably not.

 

I took a left turn after exiting the classroom not bothering to wait for anyone. They already think I'm a female dog. What else should I do but just make it to a fact.

 

As I strolled casually to my locker, I was about a few meters away from it when I saw Michel. Standing there. With a rose. In his hands. He leaned casually against the cold metal. Didn't he have like, football practice or something?

 

Isn't that what hot guys like him do these days? Or is it just in books? Where the lead woman is some loser and the lead dude is some really athletic, cocky, conceited, arrogant, obnoxious idiot who suddenly falls in love with her. Then some female dog-ish captain of the cheersquad hates on the loser more with her shadows copying exactly everything she says. Nah... Probably not. My life's not a storybook. It's based on a true story. 

 

And sadly, true stories aren't perfect.

 

I must have been standing in the hall too long when I realized that it was only me and Michel now. I have no idea how I fell for him. I mean, he isn't that.... okay fine, he is kinda hot.

 

I crossed my arms across my chest and decided to skip school. I don't want to talk to Michel. Or anyone in fact. 

 

I quickly walked to other way but Michel seemed to notice. 'Kasha?' I wanted to ignore him. But, how could you ignore your crush. When he is right there, waiting for you, infront of your locker, with a rose?

 

'Oh, sorry, didn't see you there.' I quickly said the only excuse I could make. He scratched the back of his head before slamming his fist against the locker. The action was so shocking that I jumped abit. 

 

'Where's Summer?' He said in anger. I just shrugged. He took a few steps towards which I counter by taking a few steps back.

 

'Don't come near me.; I spoke harshly. I didn't want this. I didn't want him to look for me just because of Summer.

 

'I thought you had a crush on me.' He spoke confusingly before taking a step forward.

 

' Who told you? Do you believe them?' I wanted to rip the roots of my hair out of my skull. I was so frustrated. Who could have told him? 

 

'Summer. Or should I call her June?' He spoke with a devilish smile. He knew. Well, shit.