Truth or Dare? [ON HOLD]

Chapter Two

At lunch, I was so close to calling my step-brother and asking him to pick me up.

Not only did I get food thrown on me, but someone thought it would be funny to ransack my locker so I spent all morning finding bits and pieces scattered all over the school, which wasn't fun, especially since alot of the missing items were located in the boys locker rooms; and believe me when I say that it is the worst place you can ever go to.

It smelt of sweat, not to mention the fact that there were socks all over the place must have added to the horrifying stench.

Luckily, when I had to make the visit, hardly anyone was around so I didn't need to face anyone about the new rumour that spread like wildfire. The 'news' was that I insulted and hurt the most popular girl in the school in the morning, so everyone who wanted to stay on her good side had to seek revenge on me.

First off, since when did Lucy become the most popular girl in the school?

And secondly, it just shows how much popularity can change you, because just a few days back, I and Lucy were inseparable. Joined at the hip.

But, as proved before in my life, the best thing to do in situations like this would be to move on and carry on with life without a care in the world. I, however, don't necessarily follow those opinions but on this one occasion I was prepared to let it go.

Just this once.

After that, I would turn into the full blazing fire from the embers everyone was currently playing with. 

I really should've been oblivious when I was walking out of the cafeteria head down, and I most definitely shouldn't have cared when someone yet again, pushed me, which caused me to stumble and bump into a wall which was warm and solid.

It also had arms.

"What the-"

Those arms caught hold of me just before I fell, and so I looked up instead of my earlier thought to send my fist flying towards the person who pushed me.

Big mistake.

Evan Phoenix was looking down at me curiously, his grey eyes burning into mine. I don’t know why it happened to be today out of all days that my mind seemed to notice the way his brown hair was sticking up messily in all directions. Or the way there was a slight shadow of stubble under his chin.

From what I could barely see of something other than his face, he had on a white t-shirt which was quite fitted so you could sort of see what lied beneath it.

Before I could look any further, I noticed that I was visibly checking him out, so I made my eyes travel back up to his face only to notice his eyes were now regarding me with a certain uncertainty.

After about oh, five seconds I began to get uncomfortable with the look he was giving me because it sent a chill down my spine and made me shiver just a bit and so I internally cheered when the grip he had on my arms slowly srated to loosen giving me the perfect opportunity to try and free myself but when he started speaking ever so softly, his lips barely moving, my body just had to freeze and listen.

Even though my brain was telling me to hurry up and get out of there.

"Why do you hate me so much?"

I must have been staring at Evan with wide eyes and an open mouth for quite a while because my mind just didn’t seem to want to comprehend his question. But I don’t think he even noticed, because he had a blank look on his face and his eyes were still staring into mine.

Once the question sunk in though, I was torn between scoffing, laughing or just giving him an incredulous stare.

It was obvious why I hated him. He thought girls were toys that were meant to be used and abused. Hell, the longest I’ve known him to stay with the same girl was three days and two hours.

Yes, I counted. But it really wasn’t my fault since Lucy put me up to it.

Another reason why I despised the bastard. He sucked my best friend into his clutches and even turned her away from me.  So I was pretty much friendless.

I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts when his eyes widened a fraction and he hissed slightly letting me go. The abrupt movement nearly made me lose my footing but I somehow managed to steady myself before I face planted into the floor embarrassing myself in front of everyone.

Oh god.

My cheeks slightly flushed red and I made my unco-operative legs power walk out of there, even though I could feel a hard gaze burning into my back.

My upper arms tingled from where he had an iron grip, and I don’t know if it was because of the sudden flow of blood or another reason.

What I really wanted to know was what his intentions were behind asking me a personal question.

Knowing him, he would have publically announced my response and would also turn it into something terrible. Something that would say, get me into a whole load of shit with his fan girls and guys.

Like I wasn’t in enough trouble already. 

To make matters worse, I didn’t realise where I was walking and I only noticed once I smelt the familiar floral perfume in the air, and the legs that were standing infront of me blocking my path.

Oh this ought to be good.

Lucy was really pulling off the new bitchy look she was aiming for, but it didn’t faze me one bit.

Before I could open my mouth to introduce a few new words to her list of vocab, she started first, in the most pleading tone ever. 

"Robin Please. Just hear me out."

And I would have. I really would.

Had it not been for the not so sad look on her face. Heck, she looked slightly amused.

But one thing was clear. She wasn’t the same girl I met all those years ago, the same girl who promised we would stay best friends for life.

Because even back then I was uncertain when it came to basic relationships. I was afraid of being left alone so I had to make sure the people I was friends with were, as I put it then, ‘good’.

Some small part of me wanted to hear what she had to say, just so that I could let go completely, but the rest of me felt the need to block her out even though I was  a tiny bit uncertain.

Oh well. 

"Don’t Lucy. Just don’t. Go away and leave me alone. Before I totally lose it. That’s the least you can do. Especially after the hell you’ve put me through. Best friend my ass."