An American Scandal (Editing)

Chapter 15: Dealing With The Devil

I walked out of the room smacking myself in the forehead. How did I make it so easy for him! I was such a stupid girl! I could not stop the involuntary motions of my hand repeatedly smacking my forehead until I heard a voice.

"I see you two have no shame!" I heard that devious and annoying voice as I turned the corner toward my classroom. It was the same voice that I heard when James and I were at Central Park at the United Nations fundraiser BBQ. I took my hand from my head slowly. I looked at that face and could not hide my dismay! He began it all. He began the downhill spiral!

"So I think you should know something!" Anthony said. I grunted and place my hands on my hips.

"What?" I said disinterested in his speech. “That you have edited your first documentary starring James and I."

He chuckled and I raised my left eyebrow. I don't even know why I was still standing there and entertaining his presence. I dropped my hands from my waist and made an attempt to walk around him. He reached out his hand and touched my stomach. I almost vomited in my brain. It was just so egregious to me that he had the audacity to touch me.

"Umm...excuse me... Don't you ever..." I began to speak but he cut my speech.

"Yeah I know..." His face did that 'heard all before face.' "Touch you." I rolled my eyes and then switched my weight from foot to foot.

"What... Anthony me and you are not friends so..." I said maneuvering my right hand in the air to signal for him to hurry and speak.

"I think we need to change that." He smiled. I could not lie his smile was a bit appeasing to the eye. However his character and identity was just a wicked devilish persona. I cut my eye and looked to my left.

“I know you think I am some blackmailing no good friend." He began.

"Nope I just think you are Lucifer." I said and he started to laugh.

“Right." he said and then looked me up and down. “I always knew that it was no way that James wasn't hitting it. You two were just..." he began. I turned and decided that if I could not go that way I would just go in the other direction and if that meant cutting school, then so be it!

However, my master plan was interrupted when Anthony grabbed my left hand and spun me around. He was a strong football player just like James. I found my body becoming a prima ballerina and gracefully spinning around and cascading into the wall behind me. Within minutes my personal space was invaded and the distance that was once between us was now gone. He was as close to me as a baby is to her mother while in the womb. I caught my breath in a gasp like fashion as my back pressed up on the cold concrete tile-like walls. He placed both his hands on my shoulder blades. I swallowed as I looked into his emerald colored eyes.

“Now that I got you attention." He said. I was about to do the trademark Sophia move. I was just about to raise my knee to his groin and kick him and run but he brought both hands to my neck. I immediately felt the pressure and decided that maybe my little scheme was not the best in the moment.

"Sophia... I know you... Every move you do I anticipate it 10 seconds ago so if you don't want me to knock the wind out of you I think you should listen for once in your life." I wanted to roll my eyes but I was trying to control my escalating heart rate and breathing pattern. I wasn't scared. I could get out of the situation if I wanted to, I was Sophia McKenzie! I calmed myself and I guess my body language was enough for Anthony to realize that he could release me from his strangle like hold.

"Good." He smiled. I hated that he thought he just tamed me. So I had to say or do something to prove my hard girl shell.

"You know you don't scare me. I am just not in the mood for all of this." I said and he chuckled.