Two Worlds

Chapter 9

Kat:      “Griffin’s hanging out with Cecilia now? Huh, they’d make a cute couple.” I said filing, a nail. Luke slouched on my pink plush couch.

“I know I have no right, but I’m worried about her, you know?”

“No I don’t know,” I muttered. I threw the file onto the floor. Luke was being a total poop. He was like, all upset about dusty girl being with Griffey. “Luuukie! Are you going to take me out or what? Stop worrying about that girl, sheesh!” I whined. Luke stared at me in a daze.

“S-sorry...” he replied, staring out the window. I scrunched up my nose and automatically, Luke smoothed it out. “Don’t do that, it ruins your cute face…” he murmured. I flopped down beside him. Luke was always saying the sweetest things, giving the nicest smiles; I was starting to assume he did that to everyone. I growled under my breath. Luke was the perfect dream boy, he was mine, but it seemed so much like he liked someone else. Also known as dusty girl.

“Do you like dust- err- Cecilia?” I asked Luke accusingly. He shook out of his daze.

“What? No, you’re the only one.” He said, giving me a sweet smile, then turning toward the window. I glared at his back, and in a huff, I left. “Hey! Kat! Come on, what are you so angry about?” Luke cried out some ways behind me. I escaped outside and slammed the door. What was his problem? people could care about their friends, but this was too much. I shook my head and slumped down behind a tree in the shade. Luke didn’t know his way around my house that well, so as long as I stayed here, he’d either have to leave, or take four hours to find me. I looked up, my head banging against the trunk. Why did Luke like Cecilia? She wasn’t better than me. How could Griffin end up with her? He was in love with me. He said he always would be. Luke was my dream boy, Griffin was my servant, and they were all leaving me for dusty girl. I pulled at my hair, screaming in frustration.

 I remembered my past, where I had friends and more people were nice to me. I frowned, friends were useless when you had slaves. But, there was something different from now and then. People always seemed nicer, and they liked me for who I was; now everything was different. What was so good about being a wimpy child? I shook my head, I had made the right decision. “Why are you like this Kat?” Griffin’s words rang throughout my head. Long ago he had said that, and long ago I felt bad; but I never felt bad like that again.

It wasn’t my fault. It was his fault. Not Griffin, him. It was all Nat’s fault. I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn’t want to remember things like that, things like him, but the memories flashed throughout my mind, ruling and staying in control.

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My arms were hooked around Griffin’s when I first saw him. I stared agape. He had straight blonde hair, soft green eyes, sweet smile, and a tad taller than me. He turned toward me and our eyes locked. I held the gaze when Griffin tugged at my arm. “Hey Kat, want to go over there?” he asked, pointing to a group of people from our school.

“Yea… sure…” I muttered. I had never seen him before, and he dazzled me. Griffin stood proud beside me; after all, he was going out with the cutest girl at our school- me. I shamefully looked down. I didn’t love Griffin. I only went out with him because he was so desperate, and he was my friend. I couldn’t call him my prince, because he wasn’t.  This boy, I just knew, was the one.

Cecilia:    “Nat moved to Zeron.” Mama informed me as I came home from school. I stared at her, confused.

“Who’s Nat?” I asked. My world was small and crowded, unless someone was important, it was impossible to remember. Mama frowned at me and shook her head. I pouted at her. “Maamaaa! There is absolutely no Nat in my class.”

“He went to third year class with you. Remember? Straight blonde hair, blue eyes…” Mama said. I munched on a cracker and thought.

“Nope. Doesn’t ring a single bell- and I’ve got plenty.” I said. Mama rolled her eyes and wiped the kitchen counter.

“Luke’s best friend beside you?” she prompted. I shook my head and went upstairs. Actually, I did remember Nat. I hated him. He was the meanest third year in my class. A charming boy Nat was, and a cruel heartbreaker. He teased Luke about being friends with me, even though Luke was so much older. He said Luke was a stupid kid to play with kids younger than him.  Not to mention he was good looking. Of course no little girls had hormones or anything, but they all wanted Nate to be their playmate. Instead he teased them, stole their snacks and pinched their cheeks. I scowled at the thought. Good riddance!

Kat:     Nat was his name, and he was a lovely boy. I gazed at him throughout my days, and pleasingly, he was in a great many of my classes. He was a little rambunctious, with a dangerous edge but charming. Very, very charming.  Griffin watched over me like a protective mother bird- ew, hee hees that sounds weird. But he watched me and glared at Nat as I gazed at him. One day, Griffin gained the nerve to confront me. At the time, we were both shy angels. A cute couple, no matter how little my romantic feelings for him were.

“Um, Kat, do you like Nat? I know you never, ah uh… really um liked me.” Griffin asked. There was a long pause and I flushed bright red. I was a terrible liar. My nose practically shot out if I even tried.

“M-maybe?” I offered nervously. Griffin’s eyes darted back and forth; he was just as uncomfortable as I was. He then smiled down at me, warm and kind.

“It’s okay. Um, well- go get your prince.” He said. I burst with delight.

“Really? Err… I mean, Thank you!” I cried out and ran down the hallway. I felt Griffin’s eyes on my back, following me all the way down the hall. I knew I had hurt him, I knew he was probably broken, but he was a good guy, and I would acknowledge him for that- that is, I thought I would.

“You? Date you? Oh please, don’t even bother $%@&. I don’t have the time for useless things like dating.” Nat said, waving a dismissive hand toward me. He pinched my cheeks and walked away. It had been a while since I had broken up with Griffin and during that time, I spent my heart and soul preparing to confess to Nat. Now it was over. Just like that. I rubbed my cheeks from the pain. Useless things like dating... Don’t bother… Nat’s words rung in my head several times. Angry washed over me and my heart hardened. The soft kind me had been replaced. A hard outer shell was over me. Boys were trash. It was a waste of time and I thanked Nat for letting me realize that.

“Um, so ah, how did it go?” Griffin asked my nervously. I ignored him. He was such a wishy-washy loser. Griffin ran up behind me. “Kat? How did it-“

“Shut your trap boy!” I growled. Griffin took a step back, paused, confused- I ignored this and continued walking.

“Katherine? What’s wrong?”

“Don’t call me Katherine and get out of my face!” I snapped, slapping him across the face (and giving him a good pinch too). My annoyance bubbled and my frustration toward Nat was hurled at weak old Griffin. He flinched. As I walked away, Griffin stayed behind. Boys, they were useless creatures as much as love was a stupid. I snarled at my weakness. One would be amazed at how much one girl could change in five minutes, but I did it. The bell rung and I ran my fingers through my hair; great, I was late.

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“Kat? KAT! Wake up.” I felt a hand gently shaking me back and forth. I lazily opened my eyes, the bright sun piercing them. Great I so totally got major sunburn, which would ruin my hard earned tan.  I looked into Luke’s face staring down at me in concern. I jolted back.

“Whoa! Hands off, what did you do to me, do I still have my virginity?” I asked in alarm. I know, a girl like me shouldn’t have cared but, psh I wasn’t a slut! Luke let out a low chuckle.

“Relax. I just found you lying here. Are you still okay? I’m sorry about what happened earlier.” He muttered. I smiled into his bright eyes. He actually cared about me! I laughed and hugged him, right around his neck.

“With you here, I’ll definitely be okay.”