Flabby Patty

4.

Thank God for Friday. I didn't have to see all the irrelevant people at school for two consecutive days.

As mean as it sounds, I was actually kind of glad to not see Avery that morning. My eyes were red and puffy due to excessive crying all night and she would ask a lot of questions which I was in absolutely no mood to answer.

"Good morning Flabby Patty," I heard a familiar walk up behind me while I was putting my stuff into my locker. Rolling my eyes, I slammed my locker shut.

"Leave me alone," I started to walk away from him. Why couldn't he just mind his own business and enjoy being the emperor of his own shitsville?

"Aw come on Patty," he followed behind me poking my back with his forefinger. Gosh, I would rip him apart if I could. "Why do you ignore me? Afraid you would fall for my charm?"

I walked into the English class without answering any of his dumb questions. To my utter dismay, he took his usual seat next to me. He would make dumb comments about my weight and the entire class would join him making fun of my existence.

But today, I had bigger problems to worry about than Hunter and his pathetic insults. My mother was ready to replace my Dad when after all these years, I was still not over it. Nobody had loved me like he did, not even my own mother.

Opening my notebook, I scribbled down a few words in it. My tears were flooding in my eyes thinking about last night. This was not a good place to pour out my emotions so I had to hold them back.

"What's wrong Flabby?" Hunter's voice sounded concerned but I did not look at him. He would laugh even more if he saw the tears in my eyes.

I shook my head.

"You look like you have been crying."

I shook my head again glancing at the watch in my hand. Why was I so early to class?

A warm hand touched my chin, turning my face in his direction. I was staring right into Hunter's flawless eyes. You know how they say eyes are a reflection to the person's soul, well for a minute I actually believed that.

His eyes squinted studying my face. "You have been crying. Is it cause of me?"

I managed to choke out 'No' and pull away from his touch. Stupid asshole, who did he think he was. If he thought his charm worked on me, he was.. right. Dammit. I hated him. That's it.

Fortunately, Hunter didn't bother for the rest of English class and that was a first. So for that I scratched out the first thing on my list that was to Kill Hunter.

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"Don't you have friends?" I spit at Hunter as he apparently joined me at lunch without an invitation.

"Yeah but it's better bothering you," he winked at me and taking a chip off my plate. He leaned against me so I could feel his minty breath upon my face. What the hell was his problem?

"Get the fuck off me," I growled pushing him away. "Go kiss your girlfriend's ass or something."

"Potty mouth," he chuckled raising his eyebrows. "Maybe I should call you Potty Mouth Patty instead of Flabby."

I clenched my fist planning to make it meet with his face in the next second. "Call me whatever. Just leave me alone please."

"Please?" Another chuckle.

"Please Hunter," my voice trembled as I spoke. I didn't have time for this nonsense. "Not today."

When I looked at him, there was the same look in his eyes again. My heart throbbed against my chest. In that moment, I felt like I could stare into his eyes forever. Okay, that got cheesy but trust me if you had been the one getting the privilege of looking into those pearls, you would understand what i felt in that moment.

"What's wrong Flabby?" he muttered. I concluded that he was only hot till he opened his bloody mouth. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. The hell was I thinking. Picking up my lunch tray, I decided to change my table just to get away from him.

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Ofcourse, Mom wasn't home till nine that night. Why would she even want to come home early? Not like she had a daughter rotting away by herself in her house.

I hadn't even texted and asked Avery why she never showed up to school. Yeah, I was a bad friend but not like she ever asked me if I skipped which by the way, I rarely did.

I turned on my laptop to write something and for some reason i decided to log in my Facebook account too. You guessed it right! A message from Emperor Hunter.

Sighing to myself, I clicked open his message.

Hunter Reyes: Patty, were you crying because of me? I know you hate me and think I am an asshole, but I never meant to hurt you that much.

That was actually the nicest thing he had said to me or anyone had in a while.

Smiling I typed in a reply quickly.

Patricia Smith: No, it was not because of you.

Hunter Reyes: promise?

I couldn't help but laugh at that. Why was he so concerned anyway?

Patricia Smith : Yeah man, get off my back.

Hunter Reyes: I can't

Patricia Smith: goodnight

Hunter Reyes: Wait, can't you just talk? I am bored

Patricia Smith: Hire a clown, he'll entertain you.

Hunter Reyes: I'll hire you then

Patricia Smith: Are you calling me a clown?

Hunter Reyes: I wasn't then, but now i am

Patricia Smith: You're an extreme douchebag

Hunter Reyes: lol you do know those words don't offend me right?

Patricia Reyes: but they do offend real people with real feelings.

Hunter Reyes: So you're saying I have no feelings?

Patricia Smith: I am saying you don't consider any one else's feelings like mine!

Hunter Reyes: Woah Potty mouth, I have a girlfriend ;)

He was unbelievable. Taking a pillow, burying my head into it, I screamed. For a moment i had thought he might be a decent guy but no he was the King of the Assholes. How could he even understand what I meant?

Hunter Reyes: Nothing wrong with having two girlfriends though so I will consider your feelings flabby

Patricia Smith: Oh shut up

My cell phone beeped, and without waiting for his reply I turned off my laptop. When i picked up my phone to see who it was, it was a text from Avery.

Hey! Sorry I couldn't make it today but tomorrow 7 pm double date with Hunter and me, and you and Mackenzie. No excuses! xoxo

I groaned laying back down on my bed. Why did I have to be around that stack of trash?

Angie's words flashed into my mind about trying to make new friends. Maybe this Mackenzie wouldn't be like Hunter or anyone else and actually be good person. I might have considered actually joining them.