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" I've got 99 problems but you won't be one. "
- Problem, Ariana Grande and Iggy Azalea
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Avalyn
Ethan and I, are sworn enemies.
Nothing more than that.
We weren't the kind of enemies who would claim to hate each other but will still be considerate enough to show emotions towards each other else than hate.
And we certainly weren't the we-hate-each-other-but-we-can't-deny-the-attraction-between-us type. No. Not at all.
We were the we-will-do-anything-to-make-the-other-feel-like-shit type of enemies.
So when I saw my favorite pair of jeans trashed into pieces, I didn't have to think who had done it.
Ethan Rodriguez.
I might be extremely lazy to care about my clothes, but it was my favorite jeans, the one thing I was completely obsessed with. I literally wanted to cry, and mind you I do not cry easily. This was Ethan's worst payback.
But he was going to have it back by me.
"You butthole!" I yelled pushing past all the students in the hallway, as I paced towards Ethan. From that annoying smirk plastered on his face, I knew that he was waiting for my reaction. That pissed me off more, if possible. "That was my favorite one!" I wanted to murder him. Seriously. I pushed him against the locker and tried to tower him.
As I told you earlier, I'm genetically screwed, so with my five foot four inch frame I looked like a tree stump in front of this six foot four inches bamboo tree, aka Ethan Rodriguez. Forget towering I wasn't even at par with his shoulders, but I still tried.
I glare at him right in the eyes. "What?" He snorted. "First, you push me against the locker. Now, you're staring at me. Kiss me already Avalyn we both know what you're thinking." He said.
I scrunched my nose at the thought. "I was actually going to knee you in the crotch." I told him.
Our large audience who was watching the show we were staging for them, laughed at that. I smirked at Ethan smugly, knowing I had an upper hand.
"Then what are you waiting for Thomas?" He asked leaning his back against the locker calmly. "Scared of messing with me again?"
"You wish Rodriguez." I said placing my hands on either side of him. Having proximity with Ethan doesn't even have a slightest effect on me and vice versa. We were too bad for such feels. " I am going to screw your life much harder than just kicking your item."
"We will see that." He said leaning away from the locker. I let my arms fall back to my sides and he walked away smirking with some of his friends.
I shooed the crowd away before putting my revenge plan on execution. I took my phone out and Called the only person who scared the batshit out of Ethan. His mother.
