Twisted Love

Chapter 13

I groan as I walk through the doors entering this hell-hole called school. I do not see any of my friends yet- they are probably all scattered- I don't know. As I make my way to my locker, I am shoulder-bumped by a girl I do not recognize, two other girls I assume are her friends stand at her sides.

The girl who bumped me had long straight blonde hair, stopping just below her chest. She had green eyes and a slightly pale complexion. The two other girls were brunettes, one with hazel and one with light brown eyes and almost tanned skins.

"Watch where you're going, bitch," the blonde spits and roll her eyes as she struts off the other way.

Her friends mutter other mean comments too, calling me a 'whore' and 'attention-seeker', followed by them rolling their eyes and strutting after their- I would call her- leader. What the hell was that? If they had stayed a second more, I would have ended up in the principal's office. I am not even a fighter but they were pissing me off really quickly- and I am usually more likely to over think and get emotional.

I will not run after them, but let me just say that they will not like it if I bump into them in a dark alley. Funny, right? Slim little me to take on three other twigs. I roll my eyes and sigh as I pull my long wavy hair into a ponytail, every little thing starting to bother me after that little encounter.

After stopping at my locker, I pull out my phone and make my way to my Principles of Business class. Cristiano is in this class with me, so my mood is instantly lifted a bit at the thought. I pull a small smile which quickly disappears as my phone falls from my hands, right as I entered my pass code. I look up to see who bumped into me, again, and meet fours with a girl with short curly hair and dark brown eyes. She looks amused.

"Oops, sorry," she remarks sarcastically as she places her hand over her mouth and smiles.

I give her a cold look, and respond quietly, "Pick up my phone, please," I force it.

She gives me an 'are-you-serious' look and begins to shrug me off and turns to walk off as she giggles.

Strike two.

I swear if any other jealously-wreaked desperate soul messes with me one more time I will snap. My father is really the one holding me back, because I do not want to disappoint him. That and if I get into trouble, he will ban me from using my car and I will have to hitch a ride with someone. When he bans me from doing something- he does not take it lightly.

I pick up my phone with high annoyance and irritance before quickly making my way to class so as to suppress my anger and to avoid any other unforeseen events.

I get to class but Cris is not here yet, of course, so I sigh and take my window seat. I pull out my earphones and plug them into my ears as I lean on the window and gaze off outside. I slowly close my eyes.

I feel a kiss being pressed to my cheek and I snap my eyes open to look at the source. I have to make sure it is Cristiano and not someone messing with me. I break into a grin once I lay my eyes on him. I turn off my One Direction as I put away my earphones before he speaks.

"Hey babe, you okay?" He asks, genuinely concerned.

"Well..." I trail off.

"Spit it out, ugly," he jokes and I chuckle.

"No big deal, but a few girls...bothered me this morning. I swear I wanted to snap their necks," I confess.

He laughs his low, rumbling laugh, then speaks, "What? Who?"

I roll my eyes playfully, "Cris, if I knew them I would've said their names."

"Good point. But anyways- just ignore them 'cause they're jealous. But just out of curiosity, describe them for me?" he basically commands, his tone matching his now serious face.