Be Quiet Secret!

He was not my father

In....Out.....In.....Out.....In.....Out

I recently have been trying to get my heart to beat regularly again. I have been at it since my incident with Will. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that he had enough balls to do that. No one is that dumb to talk to me without having a reason behind it, and I have had that almost happen to me before, which is why I freaked out on him.

Bring.....Bring......Bring

I was brought out of my thoughts by the bell, representing it was time for 7th period. I was thankful for that, and I never like seventh period. Seventh period was for the jocks and the cheerleaders , and it wasn't for me. It was gym. I like sports i just can't  play them, and the people in the class made my life a living hell. I sighed and got up from my ddesk and walkeed out of the classroom.

I was walking to gym when I saw him. He was wearing Ambercrombie and Fitch clothing, showing off his muscular physique. His blonde hair was messy, in a unbelievably sexy way. His bright blue eyes contrasted to his light blonde hair and made him look irresistable. He had both Brittany and Chloe on both sides of him. He is Matt.

Matt is the reason I freaked out on Will. Why I can't trust just anybody. He made me believe that he was my friend when my grandma died, and I trusted him. I told him everything, even the things that no one knew about me, and he traded that all for my embarressment and his popularity.

Flashback

"Matt! I can't tell you this one." I told Matt about a thousand times.

He wanted to know my darkest, deepest, and ugliest secret was. The secret I had put away a long time ago, and telling would re-open those wounds that I had just managed to close.

"Secret. I thought we were bestfriends, and that we could tell eachother anything." He said to me with sadness in his voice, and I felt horrible. Matt was my bestfriend and I did tell him everything, and it was selfish of me to try to keep this from him.

"Do you promise not to judge me?" I questioned him.

He nodded, and I sighed.

"My darkest, deepest, and ugliest secret is-"

Back

I was shoved out of my trance of memories. I looked up to see Chloe standing there with Brittany, and Matt was no where to be found.

"You are such a freak! You were staring at Brittany and I forever! Were you just fantasizing about us." Chloe snarled out, and Brittany nodded.

Chloe ran the school. She was queen bee, little miss popular, and head cheerleader. She had the image like every popular girl in the cliche movies. She had a heart-shaped face, and a porcelain complexion. Her blonde hair was always down, and cascaded past her shoulder blades. Chloe had every girls dream image: a skinny, yet curvy body, full pink lips, soft, silky hair, and a perfect smile. The only thing that I found wrong about her were her eyes. They are a dark brown, but show nothing but hate and disgust to everyone. No one could say they saw happiness from her eyes. They were like black holes. Empty.

Brittany had long blonde hair that she always had up in a ponytail. Unlike Chloe she wore her cheerleader uniform to school, everyday. Brittany had an almost tan complexion, blue eyes, a curvy body, and a good smile. She was the dumb one. She doesn't fully comprehend things so much like others, she just doesn't register, like she lives in her own world. The boys love her because of that. too. So, girls are jealous of her, too. I wasn't, but I would die to have her crystal clear blue eyes. They are to die for.

"I have better things to do then fantasize about you." I said getting in her face.

"You are just a jealous little girl who wishes she could have my body." Chloe growled at me.

I looked at her in disbelief. I gave her a look that said 'Are you stupid or just mental' and she saw this look, but didn't back down. Chloe was smart sometimes, and she was the only one who didn't believe that I was pshyco, and that made her think she had the uppercut.

"You little no good ugly ass bitch. If you think I am jealous of you you are sadly mistaken! How could I be jealous of a-" I was yelling at her and the halls were empty, because seventh period had started. So, when I say I almost died when someone picked me up and threw me over their shoulders during my rant, you should believe me.

I looked up and Chloe had a look of disbelief on her face and Brittany was chasing an imaginary butterfly. Chloe couldn't take her eyes off of the guy that  had picked me up, and he started to walk away with me on his shoulder.

"Excuse me, sir. If you think you could walk away with me on your shoulders and me not know who you are you are sadly mistaken!" I started to yell at this stranger still upside down,"You just took me away from Chloe, who at this very second, could've been on the floor with a broken nose! But no! You had to swoop in and save her day! Now put me down!"

He put me down and walked into the gym. He carried me all the way to the gym and did not utter a single word to me, and he thinks he can get away with this? No! When I get pumped I get pumped, and everything annoys me and makes me mad. I gave out, an aggravated sigh and charged into the gym.

I found the coach in a bright red jumpsuit running aroung the gym with the all the guys following him, and all the girls in the class were sitting on the bleachers. I looked around for the boy who had picked me up, and the only problem was that I didn't know who he was, and that sucked a little.

I looked around one last time, and sat down in the first row of the bleachers. The girls allmoved away from me, and never looked back, but I wasn't paying any attention to them. I was still fuming with anger watching the guys, trying to figure out who grabbed me, and I was coming up with nothing.

A few minutes passed and I had nothing. No guess of who it was, until he walked out of the locker rooms. It was William. It wasn't a coincidence that he wasn't running with the other guys, and came out of the locker rooms after I was dragged in here, and that made me so much angrier than before, and I saw nothing but red whe I went up to him.

I walked right up to him, and he looked so happy that I was doing that. So, I gave him a smile and stopped infront of him. I lifted my hand up and used all the force I could,  just to hit him in the face. i didn't slap I punched him fully in the side of his head, and my hand was on fire with pain.

Will dropped to the floor, and everyone stopped and stared. They all took steps away from me, and I walked out of the gym with my head held. The taste of revenge was so sweet, and it made me happy. He had no right to take me away from trying to kill Chloe. He was not my father.