Isn't Love Ironic?

Chapter 1

*The girl in the picture is Angel

Angel walked through the halls carrying her books. She walked quickly because her school was huge, and walking alone would often make you a target. "Excuse me" she whispered as she walked past the most popular girls in school. She thought she heard one of them call her name, so she stopped and turned. Realizing she was just hearing things, she turned to walk away but instead got bumped into. All of her books fell to the ground. She groaned and leaned down to pick them up when she saw a hand helping her. "I got it" she said, annoyed. She looked up to see who had bumped into her. Diondra Clark. The school jock. He did everything. Football, basketball, soccer, I'm sure he even considered hooking up with these high school sluts in the janitor's closet a sport, because he did it so much. He was hands down the hottest boy at school, but boy did she hate him. He thought he could get anyone he wanted just by looking at em the right way. Well he had another thing coming if he thought Angel was gonna be that easy. She quickly gathered her things and stood up, walking past him. He turned and grabbed her arm. "Next time, watch where you're going or there'll be consequences" he said, smirking and biting his lip. Sliding his hand down from her arm, he gently brushed past her waist area. Disgusted, she turned and walked away. Secretly though, Angel was turned on by what Diondra said, how he touched her. The way he bit his lip. "I mean, who the hell does he think he is?!" Angel thought to herself. "I really hope he doesn't think he turned me on just now" she laughed, trying to deny it. "Did he honestly think he would get me by doing something so stupid. By..by touching my waist with his.. His long, soft gentle fingers. Or by biting his.. Soft, sexy, juicy li-" Angel was now slipping into her own fantasy world, fantasizing about Diondra. But before she could finish her thought, the bell rang.

When class was over, Angel ran to the bathroom. She was outside of the girls bathroom when she heard moaning coming from inside. "Oh fuck! Yesss faster!" Angel instantly recognized the voice, Amber Lo. "That slut" Angel said, a bit too loudly. Suddenly she heard the bathroom stall open. She hid around the corner and watched to see who came out. Amber walked out first, then 30 seconds later, out came Diondra. Angel rolled her eyes in disgust. "Shoulda known". She walked over to her locker, desperately trying to pull it open. She kept pulling and pulling until she felt the presence of someone standing behind her. She felt hands wrap around her waist. "Miss me?" He whispered into her ear, his warm breath sending chills down her spine. She turned around. " Fuck off" she said while pushing him away. "You uh.. You look like you need some help with that" he said laughing, as he watched her hit her locker in anger. "I'm fine Diondra! So how about you just walk yourself back into the bathroom and go fuck yourself like you just did Amber!" Angel screamed. She had no idea why she was so mad at him, but her anger was beginning to draw a crowd. Diondra smirked. "Someone's jealous". She laughed in his face and pushed him aside. "I'll never be jealous of someone who fucked you". She began to walk away, but turned back. "Honestly". She said. "I kinda feel bad for the girl." Angel walked away, feeling satisfied with her insult.

She walked outside. It was raining and she had to walk 7 blocks to get home. A car pulled up next to her, honking. "Hey!" Diondra yelled from inside the car. Angel walked faster, ignoring him. "Babe it's raining. Come on. Just get in the car." Angel stopped at the word babe. Hesitantly, she climbed into his car. She was soaking wet. She had on a white tee shirt that was now see through. Diondra stared at her breasts, thinking that she had picked the right day to not wear a bra. She looked around. "Just like I expected" she thought. "A honda civic with lots of room in the back for who knows what, panties on the floor, and condom wrappers everywhere." She laughed. Diondra looked at her and smiled. Secretly, he had always liked her smile, although she thought he didn't notice. "What's so funny? " he asked. She picked up a condom wrapper and threw it at him. "That's what's funny. You're a man whore!" At first, Angel thought the whole thing was hilarious. But the more she thought about Diondra having another girl in his car, the angrier she got. "Pull over" she said, suddenly not wanting to be In a car with him anymore. He ignored her. "Diondra. Pull. Over. Now!" She yelled at him, but still he ignored her. "Pull the fuck over!" She screamed while grabbing the steering wheel. "Alright alright. Damn." He said, pulling over. She reached for the handle and pulled. Nothing happened. "Open the fucking door! What the hell is wrong with you!?" "No what the hell is wrong with you!?" He screamed, turning red. "You fucking laugh at me and insult me one minute, then the next minute you're going fucking crazy!" Angel was still trying to get the door open. "Open the door" she said calmly. "No!" Diondra yelled. "Not until you tell me what the hell is making you go crazy whenever I'm around." They sat there in silence. "I hate you" Angel said simply, then shrugged. "I've always hated you and it pisses me off that your suddenly taking interest in me" she said quietly. Diondra stared at her, trying to contain his anger. "Suddenly? Angel I've been tryi-" Angel cut him off. "Just take me home." Diondra let out a deep breath and drove Angel home in silence.