It's Complicated

Chapter 2

Tyler's POV

She's starting at me with those evil dark eyes. Why. why is Abrielle Djamila in my class?! The person I most hate in my life? I felt like turning around and running to the office to change classes. This class is really shit now because of her. Why do you hate her so much you ask? Well, she once threw my basketball in the dumpster in year 5. Another time she drew all over my school work in permanent marker in grade 2. I absolutely hate that bitch. And I rarely use that word because it's really offensive towards women but Abrielle is one. 110%.

My friends, Jackson, Alex and Brian sit right in front of Abrielle and her dog-faced friends. Great. I didn't want to sit anywhere close to her. She's still staring at me like I'm some sort of gorilla lion hybrid. I look at her too, giving her a face saying she should stop. It's not working. I sit down, ignoring the feeling of her stare. I feel like saying to her "Hey Abrielle. You still haven't taken care of that bush on your head. Are you watering it regularly?" But that would cause a big fight. And I don't need that right now. I already fought with my little sister, Freya. She messed up the bathroom this morning which took me about 30 minutes to find my gel. Almost lost my voice screaming at her.

The new form teacher, Ms Vienetta rants on about her life story. I pull out my new planner and peel off the protective plastic. Damn, so satisfying. I look up, half listening. "I became a teacher by attending university..." yep, it's not important. I look around the room, trying to eye the clock. 10 more minutes? God I'm going to die of boredom today.

I look over my shoulder, seeing what Abrielle the ass is up to. She's staring right back at me. What the hell is wrong with her? I give her another angry look but she's still looking. I felt like standing up and slapping her face. But I don't hit girls, and I would get about 3 Saturday detentions and get suspended too. So not really an option. So I just continue looking at her. Come to think of it, she still looks the same from primary, just with boobs and a butt, a little taller too. It's been a long time since I've actually looked at her face properly, same deep brown eyes and kinky curly, sorta-out-of-control hair. Her big lips, frowning, and I have to say, very neat looking eyebrows. Wait, why am I talking about her like this? She's ugly anyway...

Finally, I have the courage to speak up. "Hey, can you stop staring at me?" 

Abrielle jerks a little."Well, you were the one staring at me!" 

"Er, no I wasn't" I retort.

"Um, yes you were!" She wails.

"No..."

"Yes!"

"Er, no."

"YES!!"

This back and forth argument goes on for about 2 minutes. One of Abrielle's friends, Christina, shuts us up. "Oh my god just admit it you two! You guys were both staring at each other." 

"OOOOOOOOOOH ABRIELLE AND TYLER!"The whole class chants. No way! this is my worst nightmare.

Abrielle looks lost for words. "I don't like her, what the hell?!" I shout to everyone.

"Quieten down class!" Ms Vienetta says. Everyone shuts up and continues their work, with faint  whisper and chatting. Abrielle looks stoned faced and bright red. She gets embarrassed really easily.

Brian turns to me and whispers "Do you like Abrielle? I thought you hated her."

I look at him, astonished and angry. "Of course not! Do you ever think I would like that thing?"

Brian backs away a bit. "Okay damn bro, I was just asking..."

"Well, you obviously like her 'cause you overreacted when Brian asked if you did." Alex adds. Alex is such a smart-ass. Sometimes I just want to pull his hair out, which he loves. Dark brown, perfectly styled, curly. He mentioned the other day that he wanted his 'tips' dyed, whatever that means. But I don't like Abrielle! Why can't people understand that.

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I walk home with Jackson. He doesn't walk home with me so often any more, since he got a girlfriend, Stacy Waters. It all started last year in the middle of the year when we went to a party on Stacy's birthday. She practically invited everyone in our year level because she wanted 'The biggest party of the year'. Naturally, everyone came, including us. Stacy was talking to Jackson, it was actually more flirting. So then he asked her out and a week later they went on a date and blah blah blah. I wouldn't blame Jackson though. Stacy is pretty hot, wavy brown hair, sexy body, seductive blue eyes. But I'm not sure why she fell for Jackson. I know Jackson is good-looking (Not that I'm gay or anything ok, I'm just saying what's wrong with that?) but he's not immensely hot, like me, ha ha ha joking. Maybe she fell in love with his curly black hair (which he sometimes straightens), or his 'makes-everyone-smile-when-he-smiles' smile? Who knows.

Anyway, he looks at me and smirks. "I know you like Abrielle."

I want to kill my self right now. "No way bro, I hate her."

"Ooh you're blushing!" He teases

I feel my cheeks, patting away the redness. "NO I DON'T!"

"Ha ha ha, yeah sure. Did you see the new trailer for Serenity?" Jackson quickly changes the subject.

I shake my head and sigh in annoyance. I seriously don't like Abrielle! I hate her more that anyone! Hmm, maybe except for Freya. Nah, although she's the most annoying little sister, I still love her. Sometimes.