Defying Reality [ON HOLD]

Chapter-7 I have a name other than Jem..

"You don't love someone because they are perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not"- Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper.

The first bell rang  as soon as I settle myself in my chair. Taking the seat in the middle seems the least noticeable. I let my eyes loose to look at all the different faces around some known and some still unknown despite the fact that this might be the first class together.

Its just after the tardy bell I realise how almost every seat is filled. There are only two seats empty- one at the front and one besides me.
Surprise! I definitely a loner.
I remember how my friends still make fun of me being a geeko girl because I like science and how I am good at it. None of my other friends share the same opinion as mine except for Luke, the second in nerd. But unfortunately he is more of a bio man than physics and chemistry. Sadly this is my pathetic self alone at solving chemical equations and blowing up chemicals.

The chatter of excited students follows me around and I force myself in the textbook without looking up and zoning myself out.

Suddenly all the noises settle down and what left of it is the hushed whispers and slow, melodramatic squeals from a few students.

Unfortunately, I know what all this chaos is exactly for whom all these drooling are being done over. I lift my gaze to find the very similar face standing in the middle of class winking and smirking on all the girls feigning satisfaction with himself, as usual. Samuel has been always the same. Oh! Sorry Mr. Samuel, my chemistry teacher has been always the same.

If you still haven't got a clue, let me make it up to you how my chemistry teacher is. Well he is definitely that teacher in holly movies over which girls are ready to die. Courtesy to his still intact teenage looks that he still feels the satisfaction of being the centre of attention and the warmest topic for gossips among girls. Exclude me. I hate him. He just reminds me that Daniel is not the only the jerk in the school.

Definitely I am not the only person hating me as he is not very much liked by boys, specifically the single ones as every single girl they tried to hit upon compares them to this very definition of human. Since his looks are unbeatable you could imagine the hurdles boys have to jump to impress the girls.

From what I hear from others is that how he is a gift from God with those beautiful blonde hair gelled to back along those mesmerising green eyes which carries a piercing enigma in them to take anyone's breath away. I bet I have never seen anything like this green before in my entire life. It's so mysterious. Every girl eyes him and is ready to throw herself on him just to gain the slightest bubble of attention.

Think of the worst, he actually know how hot he is and many a times even like to joke about it on how he could be the reason for global warming and to bring on the effect he literally struts in the glass feigning the personality of Calvin Kline model.

The truth is he is indeed a part time model. Just my luck. 

His wandering delightful eyes lands on me. And just to call upon my fears his smirk widens on seeing that I was staring at him. "Hey Jemmy, how good to see you here." He winks my way knowing exactly how to turn my mood down. This bastard can own a degree in this. I turn around to see every girl infuriating with envy. Great, now they hate me.

"Nice to see you too Mr. Barone." I replied rather hesitatingly not wanting to turn more of stinking eyes towards me.

"Aww c'mon no Mr. Barone, I feel so old. You know you can just call me Samuel. We have known each other before. Act cool at least." He emphasis the last part signalling me a different private message. Every single girl turns towkards me already fuming with anger. So, now they hate me even more if thats even possible, no thanks to the moron.