The Real Villian

Year: 4055; Day: 17

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I didnt know Cassi was mad at me until it was 12:00:00 and she was sitting across the room with the other girls in our class.

I didn't want to think. Or talk. Or do anything, including eating. So instead, I just stared at my food-- as if it was going to do something interesting.

I could see Cassi laughing out of the corners of my eyes. It was undoubtedly fake, her movements were exaggerated and her mouth was open wide enough to see all of her teeth.

I knew her. She had a small, cute laugh that she liked to cover up with one of her hands. Her shoulders would shake and her head would slightly tilt foward.

I groaned and put my head in my hands. Why was she upset?

There wasn't anything I could come up with that would make her unhappy. BC was normal, I sometimes listened, Mr. Gitti called on me, I didn't know the answer-- and if I did, I'd be too embarrassed to respond correctly--, and he'd smirk and move on. All the while, Cassi would stare at the young instructor.

Those events basically happened on repeat for five hours. I looked gloomly down on my pasta.

"Where's your sidekick?" I heard familiar voice ask with a humorous tone. I winced and glanced back at my best friend. An idea popped into my head.

I turned to Mr. Gitti with a sickeningly sweet smile and batted my eyeslashes like I'd seen other girls do.

"Mr. Gitti, do you think I could get up and talk to her? Just this once, I swear!" I asked in a higher pitched voice than normal.

His electric green eyes bored into me for a second, until he let out an amused laugh.

"No can do, sweetheart." A look of panic flashed across his face, but he quickly redeemed himself. "You know it's against the rules."

I sighed, I hadn't expected it to work anyway. He let out one last chuckle before pondering off to another table.

I shook my head and thought over our short conversation. Sweetheart? That was such an old nickname. Only century old people used that term.

A loud buzz shook me out of my mind. The meal was over. I immediately jumped out of my seat and went over in Cassi's direction. I caught her dark brown eyes for a second from across the room. Guilt heavily rid them.

She was quick to get into the single file line for AC (Afternoon Class). Before I knew it, there were already five people behind her in line and I had no way of getting to her.

I stifled a small groan. Galaxies. What had I done to make her so upset?

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AC went by quickly. Cassi still refused to acknowledge my existence and sat by a girl named Ovay. I figured that I wouldn't be able to get a word in to her until after school, so I waited.

... and waited.

Finally, the normal buzz signaled the end of class, and I quickly went over to Cassi before she could slip out.

"Explain youself," I said sternly. She glanced up at me and I grimaced. Hurt was evident on her face.

"Look, I don't want to talk about this. Especially not here." She glanced in a certain direction. When I followed her stare, I noticed she was glancing at Mr. Gitti. He was joking around with a guy in our class.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why not?" The words came out harsher than they were supposed to. Oh, well. Cassi sighed and looked up at me with plea. I shook my head, already knowing that she was going to beg me. "No, no, no. You know I can't resist your puppy eyes," I accused. She frowned and got up from her seat.

"Fine," I barely heard her mumble. She roughly grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room-- into an empty hallway.

Once the coast was clear, I waited with a raised eyebrow. She tapped her foot and refused to make eye contact with me.

"Okay, so, I'm mad."

I nodded and tried to hide a small smile. "No," I said with sarcasm weighing on my voice, "I couldn't tell."

She gave me a simpering smile and continued, "Look, don't make a big deal out of this, because I know you would," She casted a knowing glance at me, "but I may or may not be jealous of you."

I scoffed. Cassi? Jealous of me? "Jealous of what, exactly?"

She frowned with a look of confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Well, what do you mean?" I asked, slight impatience breaking through my words.

Her face softened and she let out a laugh. While rubbing her temples, she whispered, "Satellites above, you are naive."

When she lifted her gaze at my confused face, she laughed again. Anger soared through me. What wasn't she telling me?

"Look, Kars, I know you aren't exactly an expert when it comes to guys, but surely you've noticed."

I felt my blood simmering ever so slightly. She couldn't ignore me and expect me to understand without telling me anything. That's not how friendship worked. Before I could respond through my clenched teeth, a melodic, familiar voice beat me to it.

"Kara? Cassi? What are you two still doing here?" Mr. Gitti asked. I noticed he had a bag in one of his hands and a coat on. He was obviously just about to leave.

I frowned. Something about seeing him like that made him more adultish than I'd like. He was only a year older than me, yet he had his life together. Job, probably a girlfriend, and everything. I shrugged the thought off.

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Gitti! It's not my fault, I swear!" Cassi innocently said. Shock took over my previous anger.

But the anger was back once she continued.

"Mr. Gitti," She whispered, quiet enough to make it seem like she didn't want me to hear, but loud enough so I could actually here, "I think that Kara needs some help. She's been acting real weird lately. I think you should talk to her."

I was too shocked, confused, and hurt to say anything, so instead I just glared at her. What was she doing?

"Really?" He asked with doubt heavy in his voice. "I mean, sure, I guess."

My eyes widened. I hate Cassi. I hate Cassi. I hate Cassi.

Cassi smirked and blew me a kiss on her way out. I rolled my eyes. She was beyond annoying. Once Cassi was out of earshot, Mr. Gitti laughed.

"Don't worry, I'm positive you don't need help," he chuckled. "Why do you deal with her, anyway?"

I tilted my head at him. "She's my best friend, why else?" I snapped back.

He put his hands up and laughed even more. "No need to get so defensive." I rolled my eyes.

Once his laughing died down, his face was overtaken with a serious look. He gave me a wry smile and put a hand on my shoulder. "Really, though, you can tell me anything."

I felt my heart rate pick up. "O-okay," I stuttered and cringed. Galaxies, I hated how awkward I was with Authorities. They made me nervous-- which was reasonable enough. Mr. Gitti could have me killed, if he wanted to.

He let out another one-breath laugh and walked away. Frowning, I realized I had been left with a racing heart and a million thoughts in my mind.

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Hey guys, sorry for the cheesy, cliché chapter lol I swear it'll get better ;D

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-K xx