The school day proceeded. It was long as hell and I wanted to scream by lunch time. I slammed into my chair and slid down. I look over at Syn and she's busy on her phone. I look around the cafeteria until my eyes land on the brown headed chic and Nik. I glare in their direction.
"If looks could kill, both, Saniyah and Nik would be dead." Syn says following my line of sight.
"Oh, so that's her name."
"Yup, why don't you like her?"
"I have no reason not to like her." I say as I turn my head back towards them.
"But you don't."
"Nope."
"Is it because of her and my brothers relationship?"
"No."
"Are you lying?"
"No." I snap my head towards her.
"Mmk."
"What's up, chickies?" Veen says as he and Aires sit down in the seats on either side of Syn.
I smile in their direction and say "Nothin'" and go back to glaring at the girl and Nik.
Nik leans down and kisses her quickly on the cheek and I see her cheeks go up in a smile. She stands on her tiptoes to kiss him on the lips. He turns his head ever so slightly that she misses but I don't think she realized he turned his head. He wraps his hands around her and hugged her close to him. My body flames and I finally stand and all but stomp to the cafeteria doors. Once I'm out I need to breathe or I just might go back in there and snap that bitches neck.
"Princess."
I don't answer or turn around.
"Princess, are you angry at someone?"
"No."
"Why are you upset."
"Why are you here? Go back to your little princess."
"You're my little princess."
"No. She is."
"Who is she?"
I scoff, my back still on him. Which I don't like. I don't like not being able to see someone. "You know who."
"I don't."
"Saniyah."
"I told you she's not who I want."
"THEN STOP LEADING HER ON!" I whip around and scream at him. I'm sure I can be heard in the cafeteria and usually I'm all for being discreet but I just can't right now. He steps back from me. I continue, "Stop saying sweet shit to her and then turning around and being a complete asshole. Stop instilling her with confidence and then snatching it back as if it were never hers. Just stop."
"Mètis." His eyes shine as they bore into mine. My anger begins to soften out as I hear my name. I straighten back up.
"No. No. You don't get to do that to me."
"Mètis, what am I doing."
"YOU KNOW WHAT!"
"What?"
"You're making me like you and then doing something like today!"
He points to himself incredulously and says "You haven't done the same thing?"
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Teen FictionMetis, fierce and stubborn, has been trained since before she could walk or talk to fight. To protect herself. She's only ever had to trust 3 people (including herself)....Or has had the guts to. When she's told 4 people who are just her age are the...
