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Chapter 18 : Day 1
Day 1: Baby steps towards jealousy.
See you around he said and yes, we did see each other around. A lot. Its lunch break and I, being the bitchy me decided to sit next to the mystery guy.
F.Y.I, The mystery guy has a name. Ethan. Ethan Stone.
Currently the hottest and the most popular guy in school. I can see girls sending me glares but I choose to ignore them. I can also see Alex looking at me like she just saw me naked in front of all these people but she doesn’t question my behaviour. Donna seems to understand what I’m trying to do. Every time she passes by me, she smirks and says things like ‘I see what you’re doing’, ‘ohh, that really hurt’, ‘nailed it’. Only a experienced bitch can know how bitchy I am. I love this girl. Eric has been trying to make a conversation with me but I have been completly ignoring him. Left are Justin and Susan. Well they are always too busy sucking each others face off so no one really bothers about them. Let the kids live.
It is funny how Ron has been trying to reach me but before he can I run away. Ethan has been asking if he is bothering me. All I said was “Poor boy is in love with me”. What I didn’t tell him was that even I am in love with the guy or ‘clown’ as Ethan calls him.
The final bell rings and school is finally over. I reach over to my locker and see Ron coming. I turn to leave and see Ethan standing right behind me.
“Hey. How was your first day at school?” I ask giving him a slight tap on his shoulder.
“It was great. I met some really amazing people.” He says with his thick British accent.
“Oh really? Who are those ‘really amazing people’” I quote.
“Um, A girl named Emily is on the top list. Do you by any chance know her?” ohhh flirting are we? I like it.
“Oh yeah. I do know her actually.” I say trying to sound innocent. But come on, who wouldn’t flirt with such a hottie. Especially when you want your ‘so called boyfriend’ to burn with jealousy.
I can see his standing near his locker, trying to act busy when actually he is trying to hear our conversation. Oh Ronie, I know you so well!
“Oh okay. So would you please give her this chit?” he’s holding a folded piece of paper in his hand for me to take it. I take it from him wondering what is in it. Mysterious boy is trying to act mysterious.
“What is this?” I ask.
“My number. Give it to her and ask her to give me a call.” He says, winks at me and starts to walk towards the exit door. Then he turns and says “And ask her if she is free this Sunday.” He winks again and leaves.
Just as he leaves I hear Ron bang his locker door.
He’s walking towards me.
Not a very good sign. He is so angry I can see it. One little push and he can burst out like a volcano.
But I’m not scared of him!
Don’t worry! thy victory shall come! I say to myself.
“What was all that about!? I understand him flirting with you. But you! You were flirting back Emily” he says then narrows his eyes at me and lets out a frustrated groan.
“I don’t see how that is your problem” I say with a straight expressionless face. Oh I am enjoying this.
“Not my problem!?” he half yells.
“Woah! Easy! I don’t wanna go deaf before my ‘date’” I say emphasizing on the word ‘date’.
“You’re actually going!? You’re going to call him!? Why are you doing this Em! It hurts okay! Stop it.” He says. And I can feel the pain in his eyes. But I stop myself from jumping into his arms and kissing him passionately. But instead I say something that makes his jaws drop.
“I’m not doing anything Ron. I mean look at him! He it HOT! Girls would kill to be me right now. I can’t let this chance go you know. I mean, I might get lucky.” I say. Wink at him and then smirk.
I am fucking evil. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!
He tried to say something but I guess he kind of choked on his own spit.
I touch his cheek with one hand, look him in the eye and say “You know, I understand you’re sad and all but don’t worry honey you’ll do a great job at moving on. Bye” I kiss he cheek and leave.
Even though it hurts to see him like this, he needs to learn a lesson. There was nothing between me and Eric and he didn’t have to react so bad. Also he can’t treat me like that. I am not a motherf-ing trash can or ‘rubbish bin’ as Ethan says.
Oh boy, Imma move to England.
Two reasons :
1) Hot boys
2) Sexy accent
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Teen FictionHe looks at me and gives me a fake, sarcastic smile and claps dramatically. "Well, Done Emily, well done." He turn around and start to leave. "Wait." I yell. I've had enough of his shit and I am not going to let him just go like that. He is going to...
