PURSUIT OF DESTINY (OnGoing)

Pursuit of Destiny - Call me Jaye

Alexis' POV

I can't believe that he's my classmate. I can't believe that we are in the same University. How unfortunate of me. I already saw him twice this week and I think that's too much to bear. I can't stand him and his style anymore. Ugh!

I was walking to the canteen when I heard a footsteps following me. I take a look at it just to realize that that "Ugly, Mushroom head" is heading towards me. "What is it now?", I thought. I looked away and acted not noticing him. I started walking faster.

"Hey, N-Naddie! Wait!", he shouted and he started running and whe he reached me, he pulled my left arm. I was so surprised of what he did that I punched him on the face big time. Believe me, that's my initial reaction whenever someone is messing up with me especially someone's not close to me.

"Awwwww. It hurts", he said in agonizing pain.

"Serves you right for pulling my shirt, ugly mushroom-head. You almost ruin my favorite top. I can't believe it! Where did you get the guts to talk to me and even touch me? !."

"U-ugly Mushroom-Head?", he repeated, confused of what he has heard.

"Yes. You the "Ugly Mushroom-Head. Hahahahahaha. Do you have any violent reaction? ", I laughed so loud. Never did I thought that I'm gonna be able to laugh this loud again. Should I say thank you to this ugly head then? You wish.

"And what does it make you then? The pretty evil girl, right? How on Earth can you just punch someone on the f-face without any r-reason. Huh? Huh? W-what is wrong with you? This is the s-second time that you v-violently hit me and now this? M-mushroom-Head? Are you enjoying this? I bet you are, you just laughed. What an a-attitude you have", he said to my face, sarcastically.

He's stammering while saying those but it really hit me hard. "evil girl" that's how he describes me and to think we only just met. Am I that evil? Am I that hateful? I'm a bit disoriented to what I just heard. I was shocked. It's the first time that somebody dared to slap me, well not literally, but it did slap me on the face. But he doesn't have the right to say that to me. "and you think you have the right to insult him, either? ", my subconscious say. "That's completely a different story!", I defended. I regained my posture from the previous disorientation this guy had caused me.

"How dare you talk to me like that? You don't know anything about me! Don't judge me like you knew me all your life! You're the one who started this. You pulled me! You initiated it and I'm just returning the favor. I'm begging you, okay? Dont you ever talk to me again! Dont even try to look at me because just the mere fact that you are looking at me gives me shiver, shiver of disgust!!!!", I said in a loud voice.

I know what I said is too much. That it's way over board. Yet there's no taking it back now. I'm about to cry because of emotion, or maybe because of self-pitiness. Why does his words affected me that much? I never did care before if someone think of me like that but he's different.

"N-Naddie, I'm so.... ", that's all I heard because I quickly run to the girls cr. I couldn't help the tears anymore. It hurts me to hear those words. Why? Maybe because I'm so tired of showing off. I'm tired of pretending that I'm strong. I'm tired of shoving people away. But that's all I know. I'm not ready yet. Not just yet. I fix my hair and put a powder just to hide the mark of bitterness on my face.

I walked to the canteen even though I have no plans of eating. I'm not hungry because I already lost my appetite after that scene. If only he didn't approached me, if only he didn't pull my shirt, and if only he didn't talk to me, none of those should have happened, none of those words should have spoken. His words kept repeating on my head. "Evil girl. Evil girl. Evil." I shoke it off. I'm not affected. Not at all. Not with him or anyone.