The Bad Girl Everyone Hates

Chapter 4 - Walk down memory lane

The next few days went by quickly. I was seriously not in a good mood. When I was not in a good mood, it raised alarm to everyone else. I would be extremely bad. 

My cheerleader squad was the one affected the most. In my bad days, I could not tolerate even a tiny mistake. And believe me when I said it was not a pretty sight to see me getting angry.

I was on my way to my locker when I bumped into Claire Adams, the goody two shoes, everyone favourite girl, the angel. Pfft, what a bullshit! She was not as innocent as people thought her to be. She stole my boyfriend for fuck sake! She seduced Alex when we were still together. We were happy together; me and Alex, that was before this sly bitch came to this school.

They were Chemistry lab partner, since then they became closer. That one day I got a flu and could not go to school and missed the first day of school, lead to where we were now. If only I did come to school, if only they were not partner up together, I would not have to experience those stupid feelings of heartbroken.

Of course I would be mean to her, she publicly flirting with my boyfriend using her innocence! But people didn't see that, they only saw my wrong doings and my mistake. I did pulled many pranks on her, that were all warnings for her to stay away from Alex, but she just plain stupid. Never get the message sent.

I don't understand why she always need people rescuing her. For example when I locked her in the sport equipments room, I checked and there was a fucking window that was low enough for her to climb and saved her poor soul. But no, she had to had panic attacked and fainted, forcing Alex to save her weak ass. 

That one mistake that I did on one night was the climax of my relationship with Alex. I pushed Claire into the pool. I thought she knew how to swim but again, no, she didn't. I don't even know why Alex would like a weak girl like her.She could not do a thing to save her life. She was rather annoying and a crybaby. I hate her.

"What the fuck did you do Kiera?! She could have died if I didn't come on time to save her. She could've died!" Alex yelled at me as his hands shaking me as if he wanted to make me come to my sense. 

"I never thought you are this bad. I thought you are only arrogant and full of prides, I guess I was wrong. You lack of compassion and humanity too." He took a deep breath as if he was holding himself from hitting me. The look in his eyes were mixed emotion of anger and scared. He scared anything would happen to Claire. He scared he would lose Claire forever. "You're a bitch!"

Damn! It hurts. It hurts so bad to see someone I really cared about changed and cared about somebody else instead.It hurts to have the only person, who almost truly cared about me now looked at me with hatred. 

However, I was not weak. I never the weakling. So I did what I thought was right, I made out with Jackson, Alex's best friend. In front of Alex. 

Since then, I was the bad girl everyone hates.

Enough of walk down memory lane, I literally walking towards Claire. Once again, I did what I think was best. I spilled my coffee on her. She should thank God, I prefered iced coffee. 

"Opss." I faked gasped and clamp my hand to my mouth in pretence shock. 

"Back off you bitch!" said Amy, her best friend. Always the feisty one. Claire on the other hand appeared sad looking at her shirt condition. Some times I wish Claire would be the one fighting me so that I could hate her publicly without being the only one to put blame on.

"Don't worry, prince charming on the way." I smirked as walked away.

The last bell of school rung from distance and everybody scattered their way out. I parted way with the girls and went to my car. I was halfway through my way when I noticed the flat tire. Damn! This must be Alex's doing. To get back for what I did to his damsel in distress, obviously. I quickly stopped at the road side. I picked my phone from my bag and it was dead. Great! 

I quickly plugged in the charger to my car wait for it to be switch on again. That was when I noticed a car slowed down, Alex's car. He was with his friends.

"Are you doing okay? Need help with the tire?" Alex asked in a sweet voice which I knew was only pretence. 

"No way man, my mom told me not to help the devil." Jackson butt in.

"You heard him, Kiera. We are not allowed to associate ourselves with the devil. Have fun rotting!" They were now laughing, enjoying my suffering.

"Pray that no psychopath passes by. Your dress is like an open invitation for rapist." With Jackson's last meaningful words they slide back on the road leaving me in a middle of nowhere with weird thoughts.

I looked down on my dress I wore today. It was tight fitting long sleeve dress which has quite low cut showing glimpse of my cleavage and it was mid thigh length.  It was not that sexy. However, I could not shake away Jackson's words. This road was not really a busy one. Cars rarely passed by because it was more of a shortcut. 

I looked at my right and saw Mr. Nice Guy's jacket. I quickly pulled it over me, feeling safe having it wrapped around me.

I sighed as my phone still could not be switched on. I leant against the car seat and momentarily closed my eyes. 

Knock! Knock!

Please not a rapist, please not a rapist...My body shivering and my hands trembling.

I opened my eyes slowly and to my surprise, Mr. Nice Guy was standing at the passenger side peeking into my car with concern. "Hey, are you okay?" 

I was beyond relieved to see him. So, I did the thing I never expect to do. 

I quickly get out of my car and slightly ran to him. I hugged him, tightly.

"Thank God, you're here."

He was slightly pushed back as I might have exerted extra force when I went to hug him. "Me too... I guess." was all he said and I instantly felt safe.