Life for the imperfect

Life for the imperfect-chapter seventeen

At school Lina was non-stop questioning me about the bombshell I had decided to drop yesterday.

She even tried to get me to demonstrate a move, but I refused.

" I'm only allowed to use karate for self-defence." I said for the hundredth time, "It's kind of like fight club. I'm not supposed to show or tell anyone, which is why it's a secret. That, and the fact that people used to tease me for it."

Lina nodded almost sympathetically. She put her arm around my shoulder and said, "Let's go find Nate!"

I laughed and ran with her as she practically sprinted towards the lockers.

All day, I kept getting a strange feeling that someone was staring at me, but when I looked around, I saw nothing but kids doing work.

I figured it must just be my imagination, until during third period I caught Danny and Kyle looking at me funny and whispering. I guessed they were talking about about my strange behaviour yesterday.

I sighed quietly. Apparently, however, it was audible enough for my half-deaf History teacher to snap her head up from the desk and give me a famous death-stare.

I hid my face in my work and heard whispering from a different part of the room.

I caught the words, 'weirdo', 'nerd', and 'freak'.

Naturally, I assumed they were talking about me and glanced in the direction of the voices. It was none other than Reena and Tina.

They were pointing from Danny and Kyle, to me, and back again. They had that mean look on their faces as they whispered about me.

Great, just what I need, Reena and Tina angry at me for goodness only knows what reason.

When the bell rang for the end of class, I was relieved to get away from the heat of everyone's glares.

I walked unnaturally fast away from the class and Nate and Lina struggled to keep up. When I noticed this, I slowed down.

They asked me what was wrong and I told them nothing was wrong. This was half true, I didn't really mind what those kids thought of me.

I was, however, still worried about Kyle. I just couldn't forgot something like what he did. It scared me how close he came to me.

On top of that, I hadn't seen dad in almost two weeks and I missed him.

I also still couldn't get out of my head how close I came to cheating on Nate. And with Danny bloody Arthur, nonetheless. A boy who was the only person who, if I had to hate anyone, it would be him. And I hate hating people.

I just needed someone to talk to. All this drama might even reduce me to a night of mind-numbing romantic movies and excessive junk food, just to take my mind off of things.

Final period that day didn't do anything to make me feel better, because we had what we have final period everyday. English.

I was hoping the teacher would give us a lesson off the project. I wasn't in any state of mind to be nice, especially to Danny.

But, despite crossing my fingers and all but praying, I still had to work with him.

He still refused to help me. Today he'd forgotten his headphones, so he had no choice but to listen to me. Because of this fact, he ended up unwillingly contributing things to the story.

"I think that he should meet her and be instantly entranced." I suggested, not really expecting him to respond in anyway. I was wrong.

"I don't think that's realistic," Danny argued, almost passionately, "he should gradually grow his feelings, it's not something that happens overnight."