Broken Hearts

03| deals and a bastarded car

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I am very sure that once I stepped the polished floor of the school, my life won't be the same anymore. Freshmen, sophomore, junior or seniors, they're looking me the same way — different colored glares in their own unique style.

"Just look what you did , Raffi. You made everyone shoot daggers at us. If only glares are lasers then we're dead meat for sure now." Sara said behind my back, irritated.

"Enjoy this, it's as if we just stole those boys' spotlight." I said, smirking.

"I can't!! Popular for answering them back? That's absurd! No one ever does that to them." Star hissed.

I replied a chuckled and stopped in front of my locker and was about to open it when I heard the familiar squeals. Oh gosh, they are here. Hell is coming.

My friends are no exception. They screamed their whole hearts out as if it would be the end of the world.

I shook my head as I opened my locker fully, quickly touching the old vintage photo of The Beatles and got my goddamn Physics book.

As if life was really playing with me, when I spin around I came face to face with the badass angel I just threw a comback a few days ago.

He was staring at me with no emotion, bored even, and dared not to walk out in front of me. It's as if he was challenging me.

"Excuse me." I muttered awkwardly, patting my back internally for I manage to speak a word. Hell he is intimidating.

He was not moving.

And so, I decided to step at the side wherein he moved swiftly, blocking the way.

"Excuse me." I said, now with a higher voice.

He didn't move again. And really, he was getting in my damn nerves!

I looked at the crowd. They never mind this scene for I saw them chasing the three boys striding their way to the locker. My friends are out of sight too. Maybe even following those nimrods.

"Mister. Look I am sorry for what I had done last Monday. Is the apologize enough?" I said, forcing myself to talk calmly.

He shook his head and smirked. Will this guy even talk?

"Can you please get out of my way? You are blocking my locker." He said slightly shoving me, not even bothering to accept my sincere (well not really) sorry.

My blood pumped up. Definitely, I'm losing my chill now.

And damn, if I did, I'll lose my control too. To punch this goddamn jerk right in his godly face.

Time flew past by and lunch came. I was very hungry right after Ms. Santos gave us a quiz. Status right now: so drained.

I slowly opened my locker, staring at the boys that gave me the motivation to still live (well besides my friends)

As I get my books that I need, I felt someone holding my arms and blindfolded me.

"Who's this?" I shouted, filled with fear. Great, I'm in an action film right now.