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You can call me crazy, but I know that I just had my very first near death experience with Reece Morales earlier. After running away from him, I run directly to the nearest restroom and locked myself in there, and sat on the floor. Luckily, I've got lunch after P.E. and so as the rest of the student body of Jackson High. So, there's no one besides me in this disgusting comfort room. I sat there for a few minutes, catching my breath and recalling what had just happened with me.

I am doomed.

I just made an enemy out of the devil.

I decided to forget about my problem with Reece and tried to stand up. Ignoring the fact the my legs hurts like hell, I walked towards the nearest sink and opened the faucet. I let my fingers played in the cold running water before I decided to splash some in my face. When I looked at the mirror, I was not surprise to see that I looked like a total mess. My red hair was scattered all over my head, my glasses were askew in the bridge of my nose, and my face was totally beet red from the exhausting run.

My attempts in looking a decent nerd was very useless, mainly because I couldn only use my left hand in minimizing the damage in my face cause by my run, since my right wrist seemed to be broken.

After ten minutes of attempting to look at least decent, I gave up and found my way out of the smelly restroom. To my relief there's no one in the hallway so I quickly sneaked in my gym locker to change. After I shrugged on my very ugly and very loose black shirt, I looked down at my watch just to see that I only have fifteen minutes left to have my lunch. So, I hurried and practically limped my way to the cafeteria.

When I got there I was instantly greeted by the smell of combined sweat and pizza. That for the record seemed more aromatic compare to the restroom that I entered earlier.

I got into the long line of students waiting for their turn when suddenly, I felr someone was tapping me from behind.

My blood found there way up into my cheeks when I found out who was standing behind me.

Guess what?

It's Ethan Knight.

My gorgeous Ethan Knight.

"Umm....hi." he said.

I stared at him for along time, with my mouth slightly open. It's true! I hit my head together with my butt and my wrist earlier. That can explain why this gorgeous boy is talking to me right now. Either that or he's one of my hallucinations.

I can't bring myself to say anything to him because I am just freaking out! What will I say to him? Come on nerd think!!! At least say hi to him! Just please don't say any stupid things and don't even try to stutter! Oh god, just say something!

Instead of taking my chances I shyly nod at him.

I don't know what else to do so I stop staring at him and suddenly take up an interest on my tray.

"Your name, is Sophie right?"

Oh my freaking Helli van! He knows my name! He know me!!! Gah! What should I do?

"Ye-yes." I whispered. Gosh, why the hell did I stutter?

"I knew it! Anyway, I saw you in the hallway earlier, and you were limping. Are you okay?"

Right. It's not the conversation I was thinking about. I'm expecting that he will laugh at me for stuttering...wait! Did he just say he saw me limping? Did he just ask me if I was okay?

I hit my head really, really hard.

"What?" I ask.

I raised my head to look at his gorgeous blue eyes and soft blond hair. He looked really worried and for a second I really thought I was dreaming.

"I noticed that you limped when you walk, and I was just asking if you're okay because you look like you have really having a hard time just standing here." His voice was like little bells in my head, it's so wonderful to hear. My heart thumped uncontrollably inside my chest, and I was surprised that nobody seemed to hear the loud banging sound it made.

When I didn't reply he took my right hand and examined it.

I really thought that I would pass out at that exact moment.

When he touched my hand, all things instantly disappeared in my mind. The only thing that I was aware of was how his hands were so strong and so firm against my soft feeble one. I didn't care if my hands were shaking and sweating badly, I was just overwhelmed with my happiness. I know it will sound cliche' when I say, that I felt some jolt of electricity pass between us, but it was what I had experienced when he held my broken wrist. I just hope that he notice it too.

He examined my right hand, by gently touching the large bruise that I never noticed before.

"Sophie, you have a broken wrist. See," he touch a small part of my wrist and instantly I felt pain. I couldn't help, but tremble a little when he touches that particular spot. "It's starting to swell. Come on, I'll go with you to the clinic."

Wait...what? He will go with me to the clinic? He doesn't even know me! Well, he knows my name, but that's not my point. I mean, he hasn't spoken to me just until now. Sure, we have most of our classes together and sure he smiles at me in the hallway, but he does that to all the students here! But that doesn't make us friends or anything for that matter...

I do want to go with him. I want it really really bad. God knows how much I like him, but let's face it. My Aunt Lucie is the school's head nurse so if we went to the clinic she will ask me tons of questions that I definitely don't want to answer and if she tells this to my mom, she'll go ballistic. Saying that I just want to have some attention from her so-called best bud.

So even if I will give a thousand days just to be with him alone, I think I'll pass for now.

"No, It's okay. It's just a broken wrist, nothing to worry about." I said, feeling proud of myself that I don't stutter this time and finding the courage to speak to him normally.

"You sure? It's pretty bad you know."

"Yeah, thanks for asking anyway. And besides my stomach is starting to throw a fit."

Really? What a nerd! I'm pretty sure right now that Ethan thinks that I am crazy...or worse, a psychopath.

But all my self-loathing suddenly disappears when I heard him laugh.

It's the most enchanting sound I'd ever hear in all my miserable nerdy life.

Nervously, I touched the frame of my glasses and tried to look at him if he was just mocking me like what Reece did.

Ugh! That stupid dumb ass! Why do I have to compare him with Ethan! and why is it that I'm thinking about his beautiful eyes when I'm having the happiest time of life with Ethan? Crap! He's totally driving me nuts!

"What? What's funny?" I ask, When he stop laughing. He's still smiling and holding my hand, when I tried to look at him. I blushed again and silently I cursed myself in doing so.

"Nothing,"

I know that he wanted to say more but Kat suddenly looped her arms around me, giving me a bear hug from behind. Simultaneously, Ethan and I drop hold of each other which my heart reacted with a little bit of disappointment.

Nice timing, Kat.

When she saw who I was talking to, a big grin appeared on her beautiful face.

Uh-oh. Kat Alert!

"Hi, Ethan!" Kat said. I forgot, they already knew each other. They are popular people after all.

"Hi, Kat,"he replied.

"I'm sorry, but I need to snatch Sophie away from you in the moment. I really need to tell her something."

Without waiting for his reply, Kat gave me a salad bar from the counter and literally drag me towards our usual table at the far side of the cafeteria.

But before she can drive me away from Ethan, I heard him say the most beautiful words I'll ever hear.

"See you later, Sophie."

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