New Year's Death Wish

"That's Not a New Year's Resolution, That's a Death Wish."

"That's not a New Year's Resolution. That's a death wish," I heard a thickly voice say behind me.

I glance to my side and all I see is blond hair sweeping across my vision. Sounds dramatic, but it is very blond, almost unnatural. He was peering over my shoulder, reading off my New Year's Resolutions that I had hastily written in my private journal. Instinctively, I pull the half-full notebook to my chest and glare at the boy.

"What do you think you're doing? This is none of your business. Would you like me to come read all of your private thoughts sometime?" I scold the guy. "Scratch that; I wouldn't want to hear what goes on in the brain of a person that stalks random girls in a café."

"Ouch," He put his hand to his chest and gasped. He used his opposite hand to grab the notebook from my hands, "Why don't we take a look at-" he flipped the inside of the cover where my name was neatly written, along with my phone number, "-what Raven has to do this year."

"No!" I reach for the book, but he holds his arm as high as he can.

"Hm... let's see; keep room clean, get a job, sell my art-

I stared in horror as the mysterious blue-eyed, blond-hair stranger read my resolutions aloud to the rest of the people in the quiet café.

"-secretly get a tattoo-"

I look around in horror as some of the people look up in confusion and worry, "Excuse me? That is not one of my resolutions you jerkface. I think that's enough," I hissed as I stand upon the chair to grab my book. I reached out to grab it, but he stepped back, causing me to lose my balance and almost fall. Before I fell, he caught my arm and steadied me, which made me even more furious. However, it did make him let his guard down so that I could finally take my journal back.

"What was that last thing? I didn't get a chance to finish it. Something along the lines of 'tell Nate Erwin he can..."

"I guess you'll wonder that your whole life, buckaroo. You are never getting ahold of my book again." I snickered.

He leaned in close to me, like, way to close for comfort and paused so I could feel his breath on my face, "I did read it, but I figured you didn't want me to say you want Nate to shove a grapefruit where the sun don't shine in front of all of these nice old people."

He pulled back and winked while I sat in my seat in shock.

"I must say, I was surprised to see that special kind of crazy come from your journal. It seemed so boring when I grabbed it." He mocked.

I pulled myself up onto my feet, "What? Are you saying I seem boring to you? I couldn't think of a better insult at the time. And let me guess. That's the one you said was a death wish, which I disagree with based upon the fact that Nate is a jerk and I would have plenty of heartbroken girls backing me up. Also, selling my art is definitely interesting for me, so why don't you mind your own business?" I snap at him.

"Okay, okay, I get the picture. Just one more question, are you the famous girlfriend of Nate?" he asked.

"Was," I scoffed. "You know him?"

"Who doesn't? He is the quarterback. There is not a single person who doesn't know who he is. But you know what? I don't think I've ever seen you around," he said, looking me up and down.

I held my journal closer to my chest and could feel my cheeks reddening.

"I am homeschooled," I manage to get out.

"Interesting. Now I have to ask, what did Nate do that requires such a "colorful" insult of a resolution to be made just for him."

"He did something really infuriating," I open my mouth to explain further, then quickly shut it again. "Wait, why am I still talking to you? I don't even know your name, and you're rude."

He chuckled and ran his fingers through his bleach blond hair. "The name's Kace. See you around, Raven."

I stood there stunned as he left the cafe with a simple wave. He knew who I was already. Kace was the name of Nate's best friend, and he just played me.

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