Oh shit shit shit! Mom is gonna kill me! Literally! As you've guessed, yup yup, I'm late and my mother is my teacher. Oh shit! I haven't even reached 'Shit High', but I'm fifty-six minutes late! Shit!
People start to look my way as I practically tripped my way to the classroom.
But sadly, when I got there, Mom already has this scowling/glaring/killing look plastered on her face. Well, shit. I think I gotta go, because bricks are about to poop out of my ass.
When I was finally done with my short introduction, I flopped down on the seat where Mom assigned me and saw the prettiest, simple girl in my life that sent me to various thoughts of having her.
Her face was void of any make up, though she applied a little bit of lipbalm on her lips (too little if you ask me). I gotta say, she's not like those typical, little bitches you everyday.
My Mom started class like a pro, saying, "Now, find a partner." and just like that, all the other students scrambled like eggs about to be cooked, but I didn't pay a lot of attention to them. Instead, I looked at my seatmate, who reluctanly looks at two other girls just three chairs away, but before she could decide, I slung my arm around her shoulder, causing her to come face-to-face with me.
Oh my, you. Are. So. Slow. Here she is right in front of you. You're wasting it, man!
Shut up, stupidhead! That's crazy! Pigs have to fly first before I'll make a move. And to sum it all up? That is never gonna happen.
Nah, whatever. You'll get bored waiting soon enough.
Like I would. "Be my partner or else..." I threatened her, causing her to gulp and nod. Finally! Mine!!
She looked at her friends, face-talking. Like I could understand (note sarcasm).
When she turned her attention back to me, I asked her where we'll do the project. She chose the library and that's good for me. Oh yeah, am I really handsome? Because she drooled a little there.
Ugh! Stupid idiotic brain flying elsewhere about the girl next to me. Shit shit shit...
I stood up quickly when the bell rang. I can't take the pressure in there! It's making me insane! Especially if that girl is in there! Waaah!
I crept pass the halls, trying my best to stay out of sight but, "Because we're dating and you'll have to stay away from him." Wait. That sounds like Karelisa.
"You and Handsome are...together?" I don't know who that belongs to.
"Yes. Now, will you please let me go?" Wait. 'Let me go.'? Is she in trouble?
"Oh, o-ok." The other one said.
Then when the shuffling ended, drama took place. There was squealing and shit.
I hid behind the room, glancing a few times to see them. A shadow slowly came in place as it ascended into the light.
And I'm right. It is Karelisa and her friend, Lorena? Yamara? Neh, doesn't matter.
A few words left my mouth unattended, unimportanly voiced out the thing I kept thinking about.
"You'll learn to love me one day..." When the sentence left, I immediatly covered my mouth with a gasp. Oh shit.
I stood up and head back to the classroom, but halfway there a girl turned to a corner and skipped my way, "Hi, newbie!" She smiled sweetly at me, but why? I used to flirt and sleep with girls a lot, why can't I look at them the same way I did? Am I still affected after the---oh, whatever (sigh). Forget about her already, she's gone, she left you. The break up did happen before I started going out with different girls every day (exhausted sigh). "Um, are you okay, Mr.?" I turned my attention back to the girl and gave her a once over. Yeah, she's hot, but I have a feeling that she's just like her.
"I'm sorry, but I'm, uh, n-not in the mood." I answered her. I really am not in the mood, I've grown to like some of the girls I sleep with and turns out, they're public whores.
Her eyebrows furrowed and her smile dropped. To be honest, she kind of looks like death right now. "What did you say?" I was about to answer when she beat me to it. "Someone as sexy and beautiful as me has never been rejected." Then, she glared at me, with made her look like she wants to poop. Feeler.
"Look, Chelsea, I---"
"My name is not Chelsea! And don't you dare compare me to that scary doll! I'm beautiful, not scary!" Another one of her poop-like glares.
"Then who are you? Stop forcing other guys to do you or I'll have your head cut off." I threatened.
"Watch your mouth, Pretty Boy, you don't know what I'm capable of."
"Yeah, right." I rolled my eyes.
"And that bitch, what was her name again? Oh right, Karelisa. Don't try to even ask her out or we'll see whose head will be cut off." Then she smiled, connivingly.
"Woah, woah, woah, wait. I'm confused."
"Ugh, you ruined the moment."
"Just asking. Hm, actually, um, wait. If I ask her out, whose head will be cut off?"
"Who do you think?" Stupid little witch.
"Mine." After I answered, she burst into a fit of laughter, which sounded like a witch's laugh.
"Oh, dear Mr. Handsome, you are absolutely, idiotically and hilariously wrong!" Then she laughed again.
"What do you mean?"
"Ahuhuhu. You are lucky!" She exclaimed and a genuine smile spread across her face. "Because poor, little bitch Karelisa's head will be thrown into the river."
"Why you bi---"
"Op, op, op. Remember~ if you chose me instead, there will be no losing of heads."
"Okay."
"Good boy." She then clung on my right arm and dragged me to the classroom.
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Destiny Avows
RandomA normal girl who tends to meet a smart badass. They loathe each other in person but love each other secretly. Trials passed and the despising pang in their hearts never seized to melt. It has always been like that. But there came the day where they...
