Revenge | [discontinued]

Chapter 5

Five.

Stella's POV

It's been a week since the day Alex saved me from Dave and his gang, and he has been really nice to me recently. Whenever Dave tries to torture me, he comes to protect me. I thank so much to God for sending me a rescuer like Alex.

I can't tell that I'm not happy because I certainly am really happy. But it kind of annoys me. Alex isn't aware that a lot of girls are always staring at him, but I am. I really am. I know those girls are liking Alex just by the look they give to him. I'm a girl, and hell yeah I know those looks.

I've ever told this to Alex before, but he just laughed and said nonchalantly, "You think over them too much. Don't worry, they won't do anything."

How can he say like that when those girls bluntly give me a death glare every single freaking day?

Boys can be so clueless sometimes...

But yet, I can't also avoid the fact that he actually is a really good guy. He treats me like a girl when another guy treats me like I'm a fucking useless girl.

I've never met a boy like Alex in the most of my teenage years.

Let me repeat.

Never.

Ok, I know it's so embarrassing when most of girls like me out there actually has already hung out with boys everyday. But I'm not like one of them. I am who I am. I perhaps am a nerd like y'all think, but I'm not that nerd you know.

I might don't hang out with boys nor girls, but it isn't a problem. I'm fine with it. I like being alone.

But this is a bit different now. There's Alex, and I know he has affected my life, or especially social life, so much. I am kind of visible now, and I to be honest don't like it. I like being invisible because no one will see or notice me. My existence.

But I can't blame Alex for all of these things. He isn't wrong. He doesn't even do anything wrong to me, literally. He is kind, and it couldn't stop me from smiling.

Stop Stella. You act like an idiot.

But Alex's face keeps coming into my mind, giving me a bunch of sparks right on the stomach.

Ok, I know exactly what it is. But I'm not brave enough to admit it even to myself.

I can't acknowledge it, because I thought it is too fast. We've just met, and it's impossible if ―

"Stella, do you pay attention?" a voice suddenly sounds, causing it to bring me out of my own thoughts. I look over the whole class which is staring at me, and I all of a sudden feel embarrassed.

"What did you think of?" Mr Frank, my math teacher, asks as he raises  his eyebrows. His eyes pierce mine, making me nervous and suddenly feeling mute.

Feeling like he can read my mind, he questions once again "Did you think about a boy?"

Ok, this is now so embarrassing. The class bursts into laughter as my cheeks instantly turn red in embarrassment.

"What? No!" yeah, I just deny the truth. I can't tell the fact in front of a teacher and students, can I? I'm not that stupid you know.

"Stella, come here" Mr Frank speaks, his deep voice creates a suspense silence among the whole class.

I gulp my saliva down through my throat, as I slowly stand up of my chair and walk down to front him.

I face him, and I know a bad thing will happen.