yehey! after a whole day of tiring stuff, here's chapter 7!!! Enjoy! :D P.S. more intense stuff in the coming chapters. --love, stupidcupid.
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“Ms. Mathews, please proceed to the principal’s office.” The speaker booms just before homeroom ends. I drag myself out with every reluctant step that I take.
I knew that things would turn out like this. Why did I let my temper take over me? I just had to walk away, didn't I? As if he would really help me. I just gave him the perfect opportunity to kick my butt!
Of course he’d leave the place dirty and I would have a failed college future. I may not even have any future at all!
But I couldn’t help it. Seeing Vince being there set my head in flames. The way he tried to “help out” disgusted me. Does he really think he could pull off the same prank thrice?
I’ve learned my lesson. Somehow. So instead of being engrossed in the idea of him caring for me, I did what I thought was logical: blow up in front of him and then storm out.
And that logical thing is just my ticket to big trouble. I might get suspended or worse. This is so sad. Really. It's as if I'd be wrong either way.
I reluctantly stand up and walk out of the classroom door, heading for the principal’s office. Dead meat. I am dead meat! Farewell college scholarships!
As I enter, I feel my heart beat speed up. When I am a few steps away from his cubicle, I place a hand to cover my eyes. I do not want to see Principal Dickey’s expression just before he scolds me. His eyes would surely say “I warned you.”
Unfortunately, I know I had to remove my hand sooner or later. I see his big office chair faced backwards. Then it slowly twists so that I would finally see his dreadful face.
“Vince?!” I shriek and he laughs. That evil jerk! I almost forgot that the principal also called him.
“You should’ve seen the look on your face!” he says, after a minute or so of laughing.
I glare at him. He should know better than to play with me. I still hate him and I will forever hate him! If he doesn't behave himself, I'm going to show him my not-so-famous karate moves! And I bet my super duper punch-kick-dunk combo will make him wince in pain.
Soon, Principal Dickey shows up from behind with a bundle of papers. He commands Vince to get out of his chair and to sit beside me. Vince does so and I move half a ruler away.
Then I remember my earlier dilemma --the one about the principal killing me and my hopes for college. Mr. Dickey sits on his chair. Once he got comfortable, he shifts his gaze to me. His face is so serious that he almost looked terrifying. He opens up his mouth and I instantly almost want to cover my ears. Oh no. I don’t want to hear this.
“Good job Princess! The classrooms were spotless!” he says, surprising me. The principal begins clapping his hands while I stare at Vince. He couldn’t. He shouldn’t. He wouldn’t! But he did. Why?
I stare at him with wide eyes as I try to ask the same question. He just shrugs.
Do you know what sucks? It's the feeling that you owe your worst enemy because he's still trying to pull off that plan that you already busted. The one about him genuinely caring about you. And even if you know that, you still feel like you owe him. You still feel like believing him. And that sucks!
I smile back at the Principal. I'm trying to hide how confused I really am. I turn to Vince once again but the guy doesn't give me any explanations. Oh well. If Vince wants me to win this round, I guess I can own it. Unless of course I want to lose my chances for a brighter future.
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