A bright light forces my eyes open. My mother opened the curtains. Why she would do that, only she will know.
"Darling it is half past eleven. I think you slept enough for one night."
"Do I have to?" I complained
"Yes unfortunately. Yesterday when we got back, Kevin was in a rush home. Why did he looked so angry?"
"Because I slapped him," I say in a serious tone.
"Why? Why would you do that? He is such a nice guy."
"Well, I fell asleep, and he was carrying me to bed and I woke and slapped him, I mean, I can walk by myself. I don't like him in any way. I'm sorry but I just don't. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't bother me that your friends with his parents."
"Well, he isn't that bad. You know, he looks like the boyfriend tipe." My mother winked at me with a smile.
"Nooo thank you!!" I laughed.
My mother walk out of my room. I got out of bed. As I'm dressing myself, I think back to when we were little. He was my best best friend, but best friends doesn't always stay best friends. Grade 5 was the year our friendship nearly ended. I don't remember exactly but he was teasing me and calling me names and he went on, so I also began to call him names and then he slapped me. I didn't told my parents, because they were and is still best best friends with his parents. In grade 7 he spreaded a rumour that I liked Mike. Mike was the weird kid in our class and so I was teased and sometimes bullied about something Kevin Hardling said that isn't even true. And in grade 8 he wanted to kiss me without my permission and there I also slapped him but with my fist. I guess out friendship ended there.
The thought of being friends with him made me sick in my stomach. I walk to the kitchen, open the fridge and grab me some yogurt. I walk to the living room and go sit on the couch. I put the TV on and watch my favourite series - Riverdale.
My parents walk into the living room."We are going to the supermarket. Do you want to come with?" My father asks.
"No thanks, Dad. I think I'm going to stay home and just chill today."
And their off. I'm finally alone at home,just me. Suddenly I hear a nock on the door.
"I'm coming," I shout.
I open the door, just to find myself staring at Kevin. What does this boy want, I think to myself. Maybe he is lonely... Wait, No, someone like him, he is the most popular guy in school. He is the football captain, the girls fall over their own feet for a boy like him.
"Can I help you?" I try to sound friendly.
"I came to apologise. I was an ass last night. I'm sorry. We are going to be sitting detention every afternoon till Friday and I don't want it to be awkward," he says with a soft voice.
"No,it's fine, well I must go now and I think you also. Have a nice day."
As I am shutting the door he stops it with his foot.
"Are you going to watch our game tonight?"
"I don't think so, but bye."
"Please."
"I'll think about it, bye now." I try to stay friendly.
I'm not going to go watch that stupid sport. People only get hurt. Why would I want to go and watch Kevin? I'm mean really, I don't like him.
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Chemistry
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