JanTom: Complete Opposites

Chapter Eleven - Jelly

After the party, my mother picked us both and drove us back home. I yawn as I finally got out the car and Tom waves goodbye with a smile permanently plastered on his lips.

My mother follows me and then started interrogated me, asking me if we had kissed or are we dating. I could only snort at her and head up before she could catch me and her stupid shenanigans.

Kiss? Date? I can't even stand the guy and she expects me to like him in a span of two weeks? This is not some chick flick movie where I realize I just suddenly have feelings for him out of nowhere and gush about it like a stupid teen.

I eventually got tired and drifted to sleep without even removing the dress I wore.

. . .

"Good day right, Janna?" Tom smiles at me, like he always does and for some reasons he piss me more than he ever did.

I sneer, clutching on the straps of my bag. "I hate mornings--especially when it's you I first see in the morning."

"Come on, Janna," he tries to hold me but I swerve, taking a step forward. "--you were nicer yesterday, I thought we had gotten past the I hate you stage."

I raised a brow. "You think? Ha! I'll never be kind to you, never in your dreams."

He pouts, then looks away. "I guess. But at least I've made some progress. You at least danced with me, and you smiled."

"Is my smile an achievement to you?" I raised a brow. "--if that's what I have to do to get you out of my life, I'll smile as much as I can."

We were finally entering the school grounds as I hear people chatter while we pass by. "Janna!" A voice booms and it was somewhat familiar.

I turn around and Tom does too, to see Star Butterfly waving her hands at my direction enthusiastically. I looked behind me to see if she's looking at someone else but Tom chuckles. "You're the only Janna here."

I scoff. "I'm not."

I only stare at her as she dashes her way through us and pulling me into a hug that totally ruined my personal space. I try to give her an awkward pat as I'm never used with such things.

"Unfair. I want to hug Janna too," Tom whines like a five year old. I glare at him. "You're so childish."

Star pulls out from the hug, grinning ear to ear as she beams at me early in the morning. "Morning Janna!"

I look at her weirdly--more like awkwardly as I pursue a tight smile. "Uh, yeah..Morning."

"You never say morning to me!" Tom pipes up.

"Oh shut up!" I hiss at him and revert my attention to the blonde. She looks at Tom and smiles courterously with her alluring blue eyes and pearly white teeth that could reflect your face.

"I'm Star Butterfly," she extends her hand and Tom takes it, smiling. "Tom Lucitor."

Tom glances at me, most likely for answers as I shrug. "She's the girl I met at the bathroom."

Tom acknowledges this and speaks to Star. "I see you manage to be-friend Janna. I gotta warn you, she's sassy and blunt but she's way nicer than she seems."