{COMPLETED} ✔ December Bloom

four

Dante;

"Hell! Did she ever tell you!" my sorry excuse for a butt-ugly best friend laughed loudly at me, still chuckling over what she said.

Who the hell does she think she is anyway? She is a nobody, a loser. I am a somebody, a popular.

Daddy darling's money?

Arrogant?

Jerk?

Big ego?

What the fuck?

"Shut up." I growled dangerously at Braden who just laughed even more. I rolled my eyes at him with annoyance and looked away from him down at a sheet of paper I held in my hands. The damned tutoring document.

Dante Nichols Norah Parker:

- Physical Education

- Social Studies

- World History

(Norah) Dorm number: 133

Holy shit.

These subjects are the easiest ones here. Damn it. They're also the most boring too and now I have to teach her this crap? Bloody hell. I flipped over the paper to see what she was going to be teaching me.

Norah Parker Dante Nichols:

- Biology

- Literature/English

- Math Algebra

(Dante) Dorm number: 145

Jesus. Those are my worst subjects and now I have to do more?! Extra hours of these painful subjects with a bitch who doesn't know shit about me?

Hell.

I am finally in Hell.

I groaned loudly, slumping over in my seat and glanced over at Norah's table.

I studied her. She was wearing baggy jeans that looked pretty new, a slightly tight gray shirt and had pulled her hair up into a lifeless, boring ponytail. She was nothing special, just another geek. Another loser.

Norah was talking, very animatedly, to this blonde haired girl who was nodding every so often and taking small bites of her pasta salad. What is she, a freaking doggy on a dashboard? What is up with the nodding? This boy sitting next to Norah kept bursting out into sniggers every few seconds. Right. Freaks, the whole lot of them. I grumbled angrily to myself as I turned back to my own table, trying to ignore the confused looks around me.

I flicked some hair out of my eyes, looking up to see this girl sitting across from me. She winked slyly at me. She had her arm linked with another person's so I glanced over to said person sitting next to her who was Jeff, her current boyfriend, then rolled my eyes and looked away from her which earned me a little pout. I ignored her, slut. I mean, what the fuck? She's got a boyfriend! Jeez.

Let's get this one thing straight. I do not ever cheat. Never, in my entire life, have I cheated on the people I go out with. Even if they're sluts with no brain I still do not cheat. Even when there's a cute girl who already has a boyfriend, I do not cheat. Never ever. I swear to god. But everyone thinks I do. Just because I'm this 'bad ass' guy they all think I cheat. And I don't even give a damn what they think. I don't cheat and I know it. And if I know that I do not cheat, then that's good enough for me, so long as I know it.

I grumbled in annoyance to myself, pissed off as hell already. I closed my eyes, tilting my head back as I tried to relax. Suddenly, I felt warm hands over my eyelids and I opened them only to see black.

"Guess who?" a honey-sweet voice poured into my ears and I mentally cringed. Shit, it was her. I smirked as I realized a way that I could scare her off, easy as pie…

"Is it…Katrina? No, Rosanna? Or is it, Lorraine? Hang on, it's…Aimee, am I right?" I asked, pretending to think and ponder. Of course, I was nowhere near her name. She removed her hands from my eyes and I swivelled around in my seat to meet with pale blue eyes, hard as ice, anger burning inside of them.

"Oh! It's Hallie! Sorry, babe. C'mere!" I cried, holding out my arms to her in mock-happiness. She just glared at me.

"You are an asshole."

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Good for nothing, jerk. So what? You've been cheating on me with all those girls, Lorraine and whatever the fuck their names are?!" she screeched and I winced. Not good. Shit.

I could see people looking over at us. I wondered if she was going to scratch my eyes out and whether or not she would succeed. Phew, with those scary talons, I mean, nails... (-ahem-) I have a feeling she could.

"No, I mean…" I trailed off as she stormed away. I dropped my head, hearing the bang of the cafeteria doors as they shut behind her. Then, I lifted it the second I was sure she was gone and turned back to my table, calmly starting to eat my sandwich.

"What?" I asked everyone who was staring at me curiously after I took a bite. I pulled a face. Tuna, god I hated the stuff. I put my sandwich back down as Jeff started to speak.

"Uh, dude. She just dumped you." he said.

"I know."

"And you're going to let her?"

"Yeah. I don't care. She was very demanding and screechy, jeez. I can't believe I put up with her."

Jeff just looked at me nodding then turned back to talking with some other guy. I glanced over to Braden who just shook his head at me, I shrugged. I reached over and picked up another sandwich, biting into it. Cucumber…