Hard To Get

Chapter 24 - The bad boy confessed

Xander has been ignoring me since this morning. He hasn't even smiled or talked at me this day. Sometimes he looks at me, but when we start to stare at each other, he breaks it and focuses on other people. 

But why am I wanting his attention?

Maybe I need someone to talk to, or maybe he is aware of the gossip about us yesterday. But he helped me solve the problem even if he wasn't saying a thing yesterday. What if his parents knew? His dad might've scolded him and told him not to talk to me for flirting with his son.

But throughout the day, I let it pass. 

School day is almost over, the last thing I have to do now is put my things in my locker and go home, and relax myself.

"Look who's here, it's the party girl." Tiffany said in a loud voice that almost all of the people in the hallway can here it. 

"I'm not in the mood to do this right now, Tiffany." I said, sternly. Then shoved my books into my locker and shut it.

"Oh, okay. Heard you had an interview with the author of the news article. Looks like you called me a Liar." She said, folding her arms.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Nothing. You just called me a liar, that's it. And now half of the student body in here are talking about me, lying about what happened at your party." She paused, then took a few steps to be close to me. "But, wasn't I telling the truth? Wasn't I right about you being drunk and falling on Xander's side and forced him to sleep with you? Wasn't I?" Her palm slammed the locker when she asked me the last sentence. Her eyes are now growing and looks like it was going to pop out. But I can't be afraid of her, she's just a girl who is fun of threatening me. 

"No." I said without a tone in my voice.

"Oh, really? I think you're lying Mia." She teased.

"I wasn't knocked out nor drunk, I... I..." Suddenly, I was out of words. Tiffany was right, I did tell Xander to sleep with me, but not in the way she was thinking. 

"Oh, what is it Mia? Out of words? Wasn't I right?" 

"I...." I continued.

"Mia, stop trying. All of us now already know that I did tell the truth, and you who wanted to act clean, talked to the author and asked him or her to change the article because you don't want to admit to the public that you are a whore. And you will never stop trying until you get what you want, and what you want is Xander. All you wanted was flirt with him, and you being a slut  will never-" 

"STOP" I said, tears rushing down my face. I never evem knew that I was going to cry. I told myself to be strong, but badly I didn't. Her words stung me too much. 

"Why are you crying? Did I tell too much? Or was I correct about you being a slut?" She said. And after that, I lost all my patience. This is too much, I can't handle her anymore. After a second on the last word she said, I swung my right arm in the air, balling my hand into a fist and it landed on her nose. 

The student body howled but I hoped that it didn't reach the principal's office, I might be in trouble. Which I think I am because my knuckles were hurting, and her nose was bleeding. But it was self defense so I think the Principal won't take on me so much. 

Tiffany stood there, pinching her nose and looking at me with her eyes with her eyebrows uniting each other. Damn, she's mad. Right now, I have the feeling that she will hit me. Yes, I think she will. She started walking towards me, with her palm stretching out and about to land my face. I closed my eyes and waiting for her hand to land my face. But I counted up to 5 seconds and it didn't.

I opened my eyes slowly, and saw Tiffany's face. Shocked. Someone stopped her from hitting me. Xander. 

"What are you doing? Why did you stop me? Didn't you see she hit me? Look, my nose is bleeding!" Tiffany said.

"I don't care." Xander said, his voice was on monotone, like he really didn't care.

"You have been brain washed by her! She's not what you think she is!" Tiffany yelled, like she was about to cry.

"And?" 

"She... she-"

"If you won't stop bullying her, maybe I'd be the one who'll hit your face next. I don't care if you're a girl and I don't care if I get expelled." He threatened. 

I was just there, standing. I looked stupid. I kept staring at him. Why was he protecting me? And why would he say that to Tiffany?

"Why are you doing this? Can't you see she's-"

"What? A slut? A person who never should've been born in this planet? I am doing this because I care for her." He said, then looked at me then back to Tiffany.

"And because I like her." He added.