Rivals

Confession

*Artemis's POV*

I think my view of Andrew has been confirmed. He is a punk. Maybe I should tell him.... Hmm sounds like a really bad idea. It's not like I am trying to become friends with him only to get more friends in this school. I was a very mean person a while back so I'm trying to change my image, about time I do.

At School:

"Oh hey Nagisa!" I greeted as I walked past her at the student entrance. I walked in from there quietly and went straight to my locker trying to avoid all the "popular chicks." I was wearing makeup and well "slaying" (in their opinion) so I didn't want to hear their comments. I wear makeup for my own self confidence, not their approval. I pulled out my phone trying to read my locker combination, 07-25-02. Yes, it's my birthday yet I am not familiar with it being my locker combo. I opened my locker and grabbed my books.

After, I walked back to in front of my classroom only to see my classmates huddled together talking about some picture Andrew sent them. I headed into their direction curious about the picture. I looked at the photo immediately recognizing it as the picture I sent him just yesterday. I looked down at the comment below saying, "What's with this??? Stupid. Cute?? No." I stared down at the comment thinking, "What the hell are you thinking huh punk? You are the one who said that the picture was cute and that you liked it!" Whatever. Stupid bastard. Screw you Andrew. I walked away kinda upset at the kid. I looked all around trying to find him. I finally found him down at the basketball courts shooting some hoops.

"Hey punk!" I yelled to him stopping him in the middle of the shot. He dropped the ball. I felt bad since he was trying to get a 3 pointer. "Hey what was you sending that picture all about? A publicity stunt?!"

"No. I just thought it would be nice to show people since it looks cute." He responded to my anger.

"Oh says the one who said, '...Cute? No.' Your words not mine." Andrew stared at me in pure shock. He looked as though he is not guilty at all. He is.

"I never wrote that!"

"Ya you did!!!"

"No I didn't!!!"

"Don't even try that game with me."

"Here's my phone, let me show you." He pulled out his phone and pulled up what he had posted. The caption said, "Digging this pic #cute Man Artemis, you are a good photographer...."

"See told you I was innocent!"

"I'm sorry. What I saw it said something else. It said, 'What's with this??? Stupid. Cute?? No.'"

"Ya I never said that. I think one of the other people said that. I don't remember who though. Let me check ok Art."

"Don't ever call me that again!!!!"

"Ok Art."

"Urgh!! You just never learn do you? I don't like that name. It's a bad memory ok!"

"Fine then Artemis. Have it your way but I think Art sounds cute, just like you..." He smirked. Dammit. It looks kinda adorable. What the hell am I thinking?!

"Shut up Grant. Don't do that. Please. I have a boyfriend." mentally I told myself that I only kinda have a boyfriend.

"Oh really who? I'm curious since it is obviously no one here. Tell me."

"No. I won't." He grabbed my phone and opened up all my social medias checking all my messages trying to find out who this boyfriend was. I couldn't tell his motive. He finally stumbled upon my Messenger and saw the name: ❤❤Bae❤❤ Oops. Fuck. He found it. I'm screwed.

"Really. Thats who you're with. Gosh. Which train did you take down to Loser Dating Ville?" I felt nothing and was shockingly not offended like I should have been. I knew it was true. I laughed it all off. "I'm surprised how unoffended you are. Most others would be pissed off to no end about that."

"Ya well. I don't care. I deserve the insult."

He stared at me in shock contemplating what to say. "You know but if you don't truly care, then break up. It isn't something that means anything and the relationship is worth nothing."

"Ya. I know. But yet I can't. I just can't bring myself upon to do that at all."

Our conversation, which got highly personal really fast, abruptly ended when the bell rang. From the basketball courts we parted ways and he went to his class and I went to mine.

After School:

"Hey Artemis! Hurry up! We are waiting."

"Ya ya. I know. I was looking for someone. I guess that they are gone. Ok. I'm coming. Wait a second!" Cara and Nagisa were waiting for me since we were going to Daiso after school to print out a picture. They had planned to print out the photo of Andrew and I and sign it to give to him as a gift. We decided to write "You Welcome Bastard!!"

We walked down to the Daiso a few blocks away to print out my photograph.

After Printing the Photo:

"Come on. Remember we were going to Cara's to do the frame and stuff." Nagisa and Cara were gesturing me to come over their way.

"Ya one sec!" I had just received a text from Andrew. "Hold up. Jerk just texted me.

"Who's 'Jerk.'" Cara and Nagisa asked in unison.

"Oh none other than Andrew himself."

"Oh snap. He got nicknamed. Ooooo." Nagisa stated.

"Well he is a jerk. It was the most appropriate name to give him. It was only deserving." I responded.

"Nah. I think it is too kind... What about Stupid Jerk?" Cara said.

"Oh combine it to say Jerkpid?" said Nagisa.

"That's a good idea... Scaringly."

We went to Cara's and finished the frame and put the picture inside.