Put your story text here...Alright so basically, I've been a lazy bum and haven't uploaded anything. It's not cuz I had writers block it's just because I didn't have the inspiration to write anything. But fortunately for you, I do now!! I suspect that high school does that to you. So, here we go.
Zaria's POV
What. The. Hell. It's pretty ridiculous how that was my first thought in a situation like this huh? But once I can finally comprehend what's going on, I pushed the person off. I did it with so much force, they stumbled back. I looked up and it was Aaron, looking smug. A wave of red hot anger just came over me and well.....I charged. Somewhat similar to a raging bull actually. I wish I could tell you what happened next, but all I remember is my fists connecting with flesh and a chorus of Ohhs and Ahhs every time I threw a punch. Time didn't exist in this moment because I felt like I was punching for an eternity. I kept punching until I knew my anger had subsided and I could start functioning somewhat normally again.
I righted myself and walked out of the cafeteria. I took a quick glance at my knuckles and I winced. My knuckles were red and raw and just a tad bit bloody. I could only imagine how Aaron looked. Too bad I didn't care. I kept walking down the hallway until I was grabbed into a utility closet. Cliché right? I know. My only question is, why the hell do I keep ending up in compromising situations like this? I turned around to face the person, my fists already clenched and ready to punch out whomever the hell it was that decided to mess with me. Just as my fist was about to connect with their face, he caught my hand and dropped it to my side. With that action, he took a step closer until I could practically count the amount of teeth in his mouth. If I could see that is.
"Now now, little lady, you wouldn't want to mess up my pretty face would you?" The person whispered 'seductively' into my ear. A shiver involuntarily went up my spine. It wasn't because I enjoyed his breath on my neck. Oh, quite the contrary actually. It was because his proximity not only surprised me, but made me uncomfortable.
"Well it depends, who does this pretty face belong to?" I countered back. I wanted to find out who this person was, but I knew the only way to get any information from the dudes at this school was to act like a brainless slut.
"Well, I couldn't tell you that now could I? But, we can play a little guessing game where I give you some things that describe me and you tell me who I am." This arrogant IT!! He clearly doesn't understand that his reputation DOESN'T precede him.
"Sounds like a plan. But uhhh, what's in this for you?" I asked. Because I honestly wanted to know. And this is just partly because this was a waste of time, and unlike other people, I had classes to get to.
"Well by the end of this little game, you'll see exactly what's in it for me." He said, while leaning in all the closer. Again, I shivered involuntarily. I don't think he realizes that this is uncomfortable for me. In fact, he probably thinks I'm enjoying it, which would explain why he just keeps moving closer. He is so close in fact, that he has succeeded in pushing me up against the wall and is now commencing to press his body onto mine. That, I believe, is the last straw.
So for the second time today, I flipped out. Not in the literal sense of course, but I could've done it that way too.
"Look you arrogant, perverted, prick. If you even think about me and you being together, than so help me, we will fight. Lay a finger on me, and I will castrate you with a chainsaw. And if this conversation ever gets out, you might as well make funeral arrangements because I surely will kill you. And yes, that's a threat." Each word I said was dripping with venom and so I'm pretty sure he will leave me alone. Granted I don't know who exactly he is, but it won't be to hard to figure out.
As he walked out of the dim closet and back into the regular school lighting, I could see a part of his jeans that was darker than the rest and he had some liquid running down his leg. Wow, I scared him so much he pissed himself. Interesting.... Anyhow, I need some sugar in my system after having to deal with all that so I started toward the cafeteria's vending machines.
Just as I was about to put my dollar in the little slot thingy, the bell rung signaling that lunch is over . I hated that bell with a burning passion, even more so then my alarm clock. It always seemed to interrupt me when I was doing something important. I looked at all the people in the cafeteria still sitting down and I said screw it. I'm getting this candy today.
15 minutes later, I have eaten 4 bags of skittles, 3 packs of gummy bears, 8 packages of starburst, 5 snicker bars, and 6 packs of sour straws. And I want more. I am also on a sugar high. I think that part was expected though. I mean, how long has it been since I had candy? This morning? And Rillo and Max just kind of sat there and watched it all go down. They both looked a little bit scared though.
"So hey Max, what's up? How's it going? How's it hanging? What's crackalacking home skillet? My home girl. Mi hombre. How goes it? Waasssuuppp? How's life?" Now heres the thing, when I'm on a sugar high, I'm all over the place. It's like I'm suffering from an extreme case of ADHD and Tourettes syndrome combined. I am liable to say anything, and chances are, I probably will. So, just in case I say something that I probably shouldn't, you know why.
"Uhh Z, I don't think you should eat any more candy." She said like a concerned mother. I was attempting to open a bag of Sour Patch kids, but failing miserably. She took the candy out of my hand and proceeded to throw it into the garbage can. I gave her the meanest look I could muster before I returned to trying to open some more candy. She let out an exasperated sigh. She was about to say something but I gave her a pleading look. She understood and shut up. As for Rillo, he was sitting there enjoying the fight that was going on between me and my bag of candy. So far, the bag was winning. I mean, it just wouldn't open. I tried using my teeth, my spork, my plastic knife, everything. The bag just wouldn't open.
After about 5 more minutes of me struggling to open the candy, Rillo just took it from me and opened it with ease. I gave I'm a funny which he just returned with a smug one. I wanted to slap him with my candy, but he just opened it for me. And not only that, but this candy is too precious to waste on him. I looked at the candy longingly and then devoured it in less than a minute. Yeahp, candy is my vice.
"So hey Max, remember how you were at my house yesterday and I left you with Point Dexter?" Rillos eyebrows went up at this. I guess I got his attention. "Well when I came in and say you guys kissing, I wasn't very surprised. In fact, I kind of expected it to happen. I also figured that if I had came in any later, you guys would've been making a porn right there on my kitchen table. I would've killed both of you then. I mean who screws on a kitchen table? Especially if it's wood? Aren't the splinters going to get in your back? Well, that's if it's wood of course. But then again, shouldn't it be finished wood? I don't know. But I'm going to get some more candy. Anybody want some?" I said that all with a smile on my face. I looked at Max and Rillo to make sure that they didn't want anything and skipped away happily. I didn't realize until hours later what I had just done.
AN: so what did you think? Isn't she just a hyper mess? I loved it. Lol. But uhh, heres the songs of the chapter.
Teenage Dream- Katy Perry
Love the Way you Lie- Eminem
If Its Love- Train
Waving Flag- K'naan
