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Chapter 1 (Valentina)

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Have you ever thought a alarm clock would be annoying?

Well, I just smashed mine. New day, new torture, I thought quite pathetically. I'm a nerd in school. Being a nerd has a lot of perks:

1) Getting bullied
2) Being the most unpopular girl in school
3) Meeting with queen bitch--Ella Morrie

Geez, note the sarcasm. Maybe it won't be the same as yesterday. It's never going to be smooth for me will it?

Ever since he left, time passed faster, though not fast enough to chase my blink.

Ever since he left, things have been less worse.

I still think about that day. The day when he confessed to me.

The day that everything changed.

Flashback

"Tina! Wait don't go! I have to tell you something."

It was the last day he was going to be here. Something in my heart gave a jerk.

Relieved, I think.

I accelerated my footsteps to walk away from the devil himself , but he caught up and grabbed my hand.

"I...I lo- like you!" He said, panting heavily." I'll come back for you. Remember that!"

With those last words he left and never turned back, leaving me speechless and red-faced, never knowing my long time crush could be returned. But he chose the wrong time to confess. He was years too late. He were 15 then. He shouldn't have started bullying me if he really likes me.

     We used to be really close best friends since our fathers were university graduates together. I, it was really stupid of me to crush on him. But I did, for as long as I can remember, until 3 years ago.

Flashback Ends

That was still playing in my mind . The scene of that moment playing again and again in my head every time I think of him.

I wonder, when is he going to come back?

Will he be the same? Or not?

Will my best friend be here or the devil?

Suddenly, my mother's yell broke me from my deepest thoughts. " Valentina Morrison Bradley! You're gonna be late for school!"

Sighing, I prepared myself for Satan to torture. I wore a light blue blouse that has holes at the top part, leaving my shoulders bare, ripped jeans and a pair of grey coloured Converse.

I bid goodbye to my mother and quickly got on my Mini Cooper to school. So you see, my family is rich with a capital R. People tend to think I'm a stuck up good for nothing girl that is a spoiled brat. But in truth, no. I'm not and never be that kind of girl.

My mother is the most famous fashion designer in town. Everywhere she goes, people know her name, Jeanne Grey-Zane . She kept her maiden name after my so-called called father left us when I was only a toddler learning how to say dada and mama.

I parked my car and got down. People were staring. I have no idea what for though. The school reigning bad boy, Jansen Stone, was staring at me. For what reason? Don't ask me. It was probably my eyes or my face since I didn't apply any make up on. And there are loads of bags beneath my eyes because of my insomnia.

Walking into the school, I felt someone staring at me. The hallway was packed with people and the culprit was nowhere to be seen. So I just ignore my sixth sense.

I went into my first class that is, Chemistry. My favourite.

The class was already packed considering it was almost time for class. The only seats left was with either The Queen bitch of he school or the bad boy.

Great, just great.

How on earth was I sup- ah! Somebody's gonna leave. I saw it was next to Carlos DeSilva, a very handsome yet not a player person. When he sees me sitting down beside him, his face turned as red as a baboons butt. I have no idea why. I wasn't that scary was I? No, I'm the person whose supposed to cower in fear to anybody. But Carlos hasn't done anything to me so far. Nor did he try to stop the beating and kicking or vandalism on my things. I resent him for always standing on the sidelines watching me.

Just then, our teacher, Mr Michaels came in.

" Good morning, class!" He spoke in his loud and commanding voice." Today, I'm going to pair you guys up in groups to do a project. This project to will affect your overall marks of the year for chemistry, as it presents 40% in your exams. Now you will be paired with the person sitting next to you. No changing partners or doing this alone."

Then he explained the details of the project to us.

Finally he said," I want this done by end of this month. You can start discussing now."

Now what? I've been paired to Carlos. I turned to look at him to find that he was already staring at me. That made me blush a deep colour of crimson. I figured we should start by introducing ourselves.

I took a deep breath and started. " Erm, my name is Valentina Bradley. Pleasure to be an acquaintance. You might know me from all the bullying cases in school. I'm a huge nerd and kick-boxing tool for them to use."

Judging from the look of his face, I know he knows me even before the bullying happen. Which means that was before he started it.

" I'm Carlos. Nice to meet you." I nearly fainted at the sound of his voice. It was the deepest sound I've ever heard. Husky and thick and sexy. " Where do you reckon we should meet to get this done?"

" My house. Definitely my house." I finished with a flair. Or as much flair as I can get by being a nerd.

The bell rang. We bid our goodbyes and I bolted out of class. I went to my locker and saw a crowd of people standing there. I pushed my way through the crowd and saw what they did to my locker. It was completely ruined.

My locker was egged and gravitied by the usual bullies. Ella Morrie and Jansen Stone.

Hold it in, Tina. Hold it in. I told myself mentally to not breakdown in front of everyone.

I ignored the mess and opened my locker. It was trashed. Rubbish, confetti and rotten fruits were thrown inside it. I couldn't help it anymore. I broke down and fainted.

The last thing I saw before fainting was Carlos' s panicked and wrathful face.