Pride, Prejudice and Nightmares

Chapter Three

Sasha was leaning against the school, one hand is his pocket, another one scrolling through his phone.

He was dressed for school. Tight black jeans, white v-neck T-shirt, a black denim jacket with a hoodie under it and black combat boots.

I however, wasn't dressed appropriately. Ripped, like the actual definition of ripped jeans with a semi transparent worn out black shirt, tucked in front, with a black lather jacket and heavy black heeled boots. My ash hair was put in a messy bun this morning, but as it was messy, it turned into something even messier looking like a disaster. Thanks God for the sunglasses, because I didn't have time this morning to hide my shit with foundation and my light purple eyeshadow wasn't that on point.

" What's up devil?" Sasha raised his eyes from the phone when he heard my boots on the asphalt, approaching him.

" Care to elaborate what was with you this morning?"

He clacked his tongue before opening his mouth to say something when his gaze was redirected over my shoulder and into sorrow. "I'm sorry for what will happen next, but try to keep your shit together this time" was all he could say before a marching band started singing in the background and students started to gather around us.

" Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to youuu. Happy birthday dear Cathy... Happy birth-"

" SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! IF YOU CONTINUE, I SWEAR TO GOD YOU WILL REGRET IT AS YOU WILL ALL BE HOSPITALISED AND NOT BEING ABLE TO TELL THE DOCTORS WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU BECAUSE I'LL RIPP YOUR TONGUES OUT!!! NOW MOVE!!!"

Students started to scatter, the band stopped playing abruptly. Cheerleaders that I can't suffer made a dissapointed noise before leaving with their pom-poms.

" Geez... You really have a problem. Maybe you sh-"

" Continue that phrase. I dare you!" I said through clenched teeth, looking at a student that was close to me and started running after I shot him a glare.

" Pfff... Satan at its finest today..." Milly, the captain of the cheer squad scoffed. I'm pretty sure she isn't aware of the fact that we are near each other and I can hear her annoying pitched voice.

" Milly..." I said, taking my time to turn around slow, meanwhile taking a deep breath ," Satan didn't seem to be on his meds when he created you. You just insulted him, so if I were you, I would shot that garbage mouth of yours that sucks on more junk that leeches and if that doesn't work out, go back to your plastic surgeon that " recreated" that nose so he can make your mouth dissappear."

Her face? Priceless. What concerns me the most, and it's not the terrible outcome of her nose, it's her squads' faces. It's like they are mentally and facialy connected to the leader and programmed to imitate her reaction.

Without another moment to wait, I turned around to a scared and embarrassed Sasha that was staring at the ground. " Coffee?" he said with a shy smirk.

" Coffee."

We headed to the coffee booth in the school's yard and ordered our usuals. Cappuccino for the "fiercest" male and black coffee for me. While paying, Drew, the barista that usually serves, gave me a smile and opened his mouth to say something.

" Happy-"

" Don't finish that sentence if you don't wanna die." Sasha warned him before taking a sip from his coffee.

" Ok. For the sake of my balls I won't continue, but why?"

" She just screamed- scare off- threaten the students that started singing to her. Even I am scared to ask."

They both exchanged glances and looked at me as if I would tell them. Small chances.

" Oh, please.... The only person that has a slight power over me with a dumd sad puppy face is Amber and she is not here so suck it!"

" Sorry m'am but small objects are a chocking hazard." Sasha stated with a smart attitude.

Drew however laughed and then realised why my face contorted in an evil smile. He knew what was coming for him.

" Wow..." I said with the most sarcastic voice that I own," no wonder why Amber calls me and complains about the lack of sex that she gets. I mean, she told me that every time that you want to have sex with her, you end up over her but not in her. Now I know why."

Drew got the joke. We exchanged glances before he handed me the coffee carton container and winked.

Sasha however was perplexed. So many emotions were passing his face and I couldn't even keep up with them. I don't even want to think about the thoughts that are passing his mind now, while he is trying to come back to me.

" Wow, dude... You look like you are PMS-ing" Johnson said while approaching with a side smile and slapping the back of Sasha's shoulder.

Avan Jahnson. Captain of the football team, aka the Golden Boy. Till now, owns the school's record for the most bigger number of won games since he started playing for the team. The definition of Johnson: every girl's wet dream.

" Johnson...good timing I see. Maybe you can both hold hands while this bloody period of month passes and you are both back to your normal selves." I said moving my left index finger between the two of them and taking a sip of my hot black liquid.

The arm that was around Sasha's neck in a friendly superior side hug, dropped as well as his smirk.

An awkward silence followed my comment, my friend's expression not changing any time soon. " Right... What shall it be today Avan?", Drew broke the moment of silence we were all trapped in.

I would have done it, but by the way Sasha looked, I figured I already gave him the roast norm for the day. I don't like pushing it when I see people on the edge.

" Um, yeah..." Johnson broke from the petrified state he was in, " a hot brew, thanks.". He started searching for his wallet to pay, than turned his head to face me and started. " Oh, I almost forgot the reason why I came here."

Me being me... I interrupted him in hopes to avoid those two little words that I hate, " You mean, you didn't came here for the coffee or Sasha? Man! I think you need to check if you have Alzheimer. My Grandpa did it too late so he couldn't be saved, but maybe you can!" I said with a fake smile, taking a step closer to him while putting a hand on his shoulder and giving it a light squeeze.

Drew though seemed to get all of his attention as I realised he was making gestures to cut it so he won't get into trouble.

It took me a few moments to realise why he was gesturing him to stop. Avan was about to correct me and one, I hate when being corrected; two, he was about to say those two words.

He chuckled lightly embarrassed and gave Drew a relieved look before gazing back to me, " Yeah, that was it. I almost forgot. Thanks for the advice by the way, I'll go and get checked."

In that moment, a girl with a skirt shorter than her sentence capacity passes, twirling a strand of blond platinum hair on her red polished finger, giving Johnson a wink and biting down on her lip.

" And if you are there, maybe you should also get tested for any sexual transmissible diseases." a disgusted look followed my comment and I grabbed Sasha by the arm to dragg him to class.

" Later devil!" Drew hollered at me before I was out of his sight.

This is going to be one hell of a day...