I Knew You Were Trouble.

Chapter 10: Princess

When I woke up again I was finally back to normal. It was the middle of the day and my stomach was snapping at me like a girl with an attitude. I grumbled and rubbed my eyes looking to see if Kate was around but she wasn't. I changed into some shorts and a tank top and walked out of the room for the second time today, this time in my right mind. I went to the gym to do some exercise since i've been sleeping for so long and I noticed Kate talking to Carter. She looked like she was..... flirting? What?

I smirked a little at them and then got down to business starting with 20 minutes on the treadmil. Then I started to do ab workouts using a floor mat. I reached to 150 sit-ups and then slammed back to the ground, I threw my hand over my face and breathed heavily, feeling dead. I saw some feet standing over me and moved my hand tosee who it was.

"Yes?" I said to Kate who was staring at me.

"Well don't you look back to life." She giggled and I rolled my eyes.

"What do you want?" I asked as I noticed her staring at Carter.

"I need the floor mat." She said, focusing her attention back on me.

"Oh, you want to do some cute floor exercises to impress the hunk a meat over there, hmmmm?" I said in a teasing tone and she gasped.

"Shut up!" She squealed, giving me a small kick to my thigh as I raised my arms in defeat.

"Okay, i'm moving no need to kick me!" I said, rolling over and getting up. I winked at her before walking away to the weights. 

I grabbed two 8 pound weights and started a few arm exercises before I noticed Stefan at the bench getting ready to lift a 200 pound weight. The only thing running through my mind was "how?" I stopped my exercise and watched him get ready to do it, then he grabbed the bar and lifted it out of the holder and pushed it up, his muscles flexing as he did so. His body wasn't one of those buff disgusting bodies, but he was surely strong like one.

"Whilst you're at it you may as well count for me." Words came out of his mouth.

I blushed a little, he noticed me staring. Play it cool Arianna, play it cool.

"Okay but... 200 pounds, that's all you got?" I smirked. He looked over at me with an unreadable expression.

"What, you can do more, let me see then." He said, his accent reminding me of Australia. He put the bar back into place and stood up, offering the bench.

I stared at the bench.

"Uhh, maybe another time i'm a little rusty." I put my weights back onto the rack and stretched my arms.

"Yeah right, you couldn't lift 50 pounds with that manicure of yours, good luck with 200 princess." He said, with a slight smile and then walked out of the gym. What is up with these guys calling me Princess?

"Hey princess." A voice came from behind me.

Seriously?

I turned around to meet Carter.

"Uh, hi?" I said.

"What you don't recognize your nickname? Princess?" He replied. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, whatever.." I said crossing my arms.

"Feisty..." He said and then laughed. "I just wanted to ask you if Kate had a boyfriend?"

I smiled a little, knowing why he asked. "Why, interested?"

"You could say that, does she?" He questioned again.

"Not that I know of, go for it." I said, punching his shoulder and then walking out to the kitchen.

I got a glass of water and a banana and decided to go outside on the porch. I was headed to sit on the swing chair and noticed Samn sitting out in the grass. I sat down and started to down my banana and then I remembered his sister Michelle. She had asked me to send her some updates on how he is doing and I realized I hadn't sent her any yet. Maybe I should start?

I slowly walked up behind him making sure my prescense wasn't detected. I got closer and noticed there was a picture of a girl in his hand. I tried to make out the name on the picture but he sensed me behind him and whirled around.

"What the fuck are you doing!?" He shouted, caught off guard.

"Sorry, I was just.." I tried to explain but really didn't know what to say.

"Spying on me? Creep." He said standing up in front of me and brushing the dirt off of his pants.

"Who was the girl?" I asked.

"None of your damn business." He replied and began to walk away.

"Okay, what is your problem you snap at almost everything I say!" I said following him. Is it really Kate that's bipolar or him?

"I don't have a problem, not everyone in your little dreamland world likes you princess, you're annoying." He said, continuing to walk.

"I am not in a little dreamland, and what have I done to make you annoyed!?" I rose my voice.

He stopped walking and turned around to face me.

"You being in the same room annoys me, you're voice annoys me, you're attitude annoys me, everything about you annoys me." He said with his hands in his pockets. I glared at him. No one has ever said that about me and I don't understand why I would annoy him so much.

"Alright, I thought the rumours that you were a stupid, insensitive jerk were just rumours, but I guess not." I spat.

"I heard some rumours about you to, I heard you were a bitch with an anger problem, never doubted them and looks like they were correct." He said with a smile on his face.

"Fuck you!" I shouted ready to punch him in the face but I stopped myself and walked back to the porch, on my way I took my phone out of my pocket and called Michelle. She picked up instantly.

"Hey Michelle, you're brother is a complete asshole, I want nothing to do with him and I suggest you stop caring, there's your update!" I hung up the phone before she could reply. I saw him turn to me and stare at me.

"Why'd you just call my sister?" He said with a straight face. I ignored him and continued drinking my water.

"I said why'd you call my sister!" He said walking up on the porch and standing in front of me whilst I sat nicely on the swing chair. I still ignored him.

"What are you ignoring me now? Seriously?" He continued, yanking the water bottle from my hand causing some to spill on me. I glared at him, beginning to get irritated.

"Answer me!" He shouted shaking the swing.

"She told me to give her updates on how you were doing, but honestly I don't think she needs updates on your ass, if I was Michelle I wouldn't give a shit about you." I replied.

"Well atleast she does, you haven't gotten a visitor, phone call, letter, anything, obviously you're parents don't give a shit about you to send your rich ass away, they probably don't even want you, and I don't blame them, if I were you're parent I wouldn't want you either." He said staring me directly into my eyes with a cold glare.

What he didn't know was my parents didn't want me. My real parents did send me away, they didn't want me. My foster parents also sent me away, and my foster mom never liked me, she hates me. What he didn't know was I really didn't have anyone who truly loved me, and it hurt me to know that what he was saying was true. My parents didn't want me and put me up for adoption, leaving no contact information.

I stared back trying to keep a straight face but I knew the hard shell was cracked and the armour was broken. I felt myself straining to stop the feeling of tears forming but I couldn't strain any longer and my eyes began to water. I had to leave I couldn't let him see this.

I pushed past him and ran into the house and up to my room. Fuck him!