Start Of Something New

"Attempt succeeded."

•chapter 11•

Miranda's POV

Have you ever experienced a time in your life where something keeps failing you but you are not gonna give up even when people ask if you need help?

Well that's what is happening to me right now with my stupid, stupid locker.

It's jammed.

I don't think my locker likes me.

I continued to kick it until it was fully closed and then tried my locker combo again.

It's still not working.

UGHH! I just wanna go home. I just got done my last class and I was so excited to go home and watch The Vampire Diaries.

Looks like my locker wanted otherwise.

Whenever I try to close it fully it never budges. What the hell did I do wrong to deserve this?

I would go home because I have my bag but my phone is in there and I can't leave without it.

"Okay, locker let's try this again," I breathed out, before kicking my locker continuously.

Wait! I have an idea.

I stretched my hands to the top of the locker and curled my fingers around the end. I then pulled at the metal and the locker sprung open.

Attempt succeeded.

I grabbed my phone and earbuds off the top shelf and stuffed them into my jean pocket.

I jumped in surprise when my locker was shut automatically.

Nevermind, it was just Stella.

"Stay away from him," She demanded.

What the hell is she going on about now?

"What are you talking about?" I asked, while grabbing my bag off the floor.

Her two followers were standing on each side of her, and they were glaring at me like I stole their pink nail polish.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about!" Stella glared.

"Stella if I knew what you were talking about then do you really think that I would ask that very question?" I replied.

I don't think her brain works.

"I'm talking about Kevin, he's mine," she stated.

"I never said he wasn't," I sighed. Her voice was giving me a headache.

"Yeah, but I saw you guys hugging and I'm not okay with it so don't touch him or talk to him," She huffed.

She's so possessive over a guy who doesn't even like her. I don't see the logic in that at all.

"Stella I don't like him so calm your painted eyebrows down," I said, while walking away from her.  I'm done with this dense conversation.

"I don't care just stay away from us, whore!" She called out.

My blood boiled at her choice of words, but I decided to be the bigger person and keep walking. If I continued to talk with her, she most likely would've ended up in the hospital.

I stormed out of the school, and continued to walk to my car.

I don't like Kevin and I never will, why can't she get that through her thick skull?

Speaking of which, I saw him talking with a bunch of other boys in an open parking spot. Zach and Ryan were there too. Our gazes met, but I quickly turned away and proceeded to walk to my car.

Unluckily, my journey was cut short when Kevin appeared in front of me.

"Hey, what's wrong," he asked with concern.

"Nothing, I just wanna go home," I whined.

"Okay, you can go home after you tell me what's wrong," He replied. I stopped walking and looked up at him. His eyes turned a darker shade of green.

"Stella is what's wrong. She told me to stay away from you because you're hers. She was just being possessive over you," I explained.

"Look that's just how Stella is, you kinda just have to get used to her, she's not that bad," Kevin sighed.

I think he's dumb.

Don't you think so too?

"Wait so you're defending her! Kevin there is a difference between being a good person and being a good sex buddy! You know what I don't care, just leave me alone," I stated, before walking to my car.

I was stopped again.

"No, Miranda I didn't mean it like that," he assured.

"I'm pretty sure you meant exactly what you said but I mean you guys are basically dating so I guess it's okay to defend her. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get home," I replied before hopping into my car and driving off.

I seriously can't believe him! One minute he claims he has no interest in her, but then the next minute he's shoving his tongue down her throat.

And as for Stella, she's a cold hearted bitch whose possessive over a guy who doesn't give a shit about her.

As soon as I reached home, I ran up to my room and slammed my door. If my mom was home, she would be yelling at me for almost breaking my door but I believe she's still at the shop so my coast is clear.

I changed out of my school clothes and into a fresh, grey pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. I plopped down on my bed as an unsettling feeling entered my stomach.

I hate fighting with him. I hate fighting in general. I know him and Stella connect on an intimate level but a little part of me kind of hoped that he would've stuck up for me.

Instead he decided to be the asshole that he is, and side with Regina George's twin.

First my stupid locker, now this!

I don't know why, but Kevin always manages to make it on my bad side. Maybe I'm being dramatic, but I don't care at the moment.

There are times where I want to laugh, smile, and talk all day with him. But there are also times where I want to murder him.

I actually thought Kevin and I were making progress. Maybe even becoming friends.

Miranda you're going too far.

Yea you're right.

With Kevin it's like climbing a set of stairs. We can be going five steps up, and then immediately come four steps down, leading us back to step one.

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A/N: Ayoo! Chapter 11 is up! Hope you guys liked it!

Kevin's back to being an ass..

Miranda is back to being mad..

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