One second, I was busy listening to my brothers talking, and was actually thinking that his friend was cool for being that badass...or stupid.
The next second, Kieran had apparently decided that it was time to show up. The moment he opened his mouth and I heard his voice, something took over me, completely making me forget about the damn deal I just had made with Charles not too long ago.
Screw acting civil! For now, this was civil war!
Oh, cue Chris Evan's bicep scene.0
Slowly, I turned my head, and my eyes landed on a figure leaning on the doorway, arms crossed and looking so casual. As if he didn't break a stranger's iPod just hours ago! I could literally feel my temperature rising that I could cook an egg on my skin, and I'm sure I was red as my hair—something I don't take too lightly—but in this moment, I didn't care.
This fucker was in my territory. He broke my iPod!
As if sensing the dark aura emitting from my body, his dark eyes met mine. There was confusion in them. He didn't remember me? He didn't remember how because of him, my iPod broke? This intensified my anger and made me stand up from the sofa and stormed to him.
"You!" I began and closed our distance. The guy was tall, too tall compared to my height. I reached out to grab his collar and yanked it down, a sound of surprise escaping his mouth as he looked at me in utter confusion and bewilderment. I could practically hear him thinking, who the hell is this crazy bitch?
I'm just about to remind him that.
Sadly, before I even opened my mouth, a pair of hands gripped my shoulder firmly and pulled me back. I looked to see that it was Walter and he was confused, too. "What the hell, Cecilia?"
I turned my eyes back on Kieran and I willed him to turn to dust under my scorching glare. Sadly he didn't. "You're the one who broke my iPod!"
At this the confusion in Kieran's eyes disappeared and his face cleared up, "Hulk girl?"
"Don't you dare call me that, you asshole!" I snarled.
"Cece, calm down," Walter said to me. Charles was looking at Kieran and me in a back and forth manner, lips twitching every now and then as if he couldn't decide whether he wanted to laugh or be serious.
"I'll pay for it, didn't I tell you I'd find you?" Kieran said and I don't like how calm he was being at all of this. In fact, he was looking too amused for my liking. "And now it seems like fate has been kind. Too kind, really."
His calmness angered me more, "You made me punch that officer!"
"I didn't make you; you made the move, Hulk girl."
"If you hadn't ducked--"
"Now why wouldn't I save my face?"
"There's no use in saving your face. You're ugly as a toad anyways!"
I was firmly sticking to my belief that he's ugly as a toad because he was the one who broke my iPod, but dammit, it was useless. He was nowhere near being ugly. Nowhere. And this made me angrier. Somehow I kept on finding things about him that just won't let my anger die down. In fact, he fuels it even more.
The first sign of irritation crept in Kieran's face and he turned to Charles, "Is this the sister you kept on telling me?"
"Maybe I'm the sister he's telling you about," Just then, Frankie sprang in the middle of it all, making some of my rage die down with surprise as I blinked at the scene unfolding in front of us.

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Hulk Girl
Ficção AdolescenteWhen you get your iPod broken by a stranger running away from the police, what are the chances that he's going to be the same guy that's going to be living with you from now on? Cecilia definitely didn't expect that. As if the world conspired to ma...