Eliana's POV
"Well considering you're new too, how about fucking off," I said, earning a dramatic gasp from him. I finished chaining up my bike while also making sure it was completely secure, and began to walk away. But of course, like every cliche book, movie and tv show, he grabbed my arm, pulling me back.
"That wasn't very polite," he held a hand to his heart, and faked a hurt look, "that hurt, it hurt deep."
"You know what, you're right and I am sorry. I think you misunderstood what I was trying to say." I faked a smile, then following it up with smirk, "can you please, and I am saying this politely in case it 'hurts' you deep again, fuck off," I said this in confidence, then turned around for the second time, and walked away. I acted like I knew exactly where I was going, but truth be told, I had no idea.
"You know, I could show you around, I'm not that bad." He ran up next to me, then walked at the same
pace next to me."No," I said flatly, looking around for the main office. Why are colleges so big?
"Main office?" He said, as if reading my mind.
"How would you know? Aren't you new here too?" I asked curiously. Unless this is his second year in college.
"I came over summer, to get my dorm and things sorted before the semester started," he said this so calmly, it even caused me to loosen up for a split second.
"Oh," was all I managed to say.
"So, main office?" He asked remaining calm.
"Yeah," I nodded, finally giving into his help.
"It's straight down, then slightly to the left," he pointed the directions, I nodded in thanks then began to walk away for the third time.
"Do I deserve your name yet?" He shouted after me, I smiled to myself.
"Not today pal, sorry." I couldn't stop the smile. STOP THIS ELIANA, GET A GRIP!
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"We'll find someone to help you get on your feet and enjoy your time at SFS College. We have mentors who are in their fourth year that help the first year's. " The owner of the college, Tyler kindly gestures but I don't need his kindness, I can get on just fine on my own.
"Nah your fine, I'll find myself thanks very much!" I snap, but he just let's out a small laugh. Is something funny? I'll show him something funny, if he finds it freckin' funny to laugh at me.
"Alright sweetheart, look I'll send someone up and you can choose what you want to do, is that okay?" No. But I suppose it will have to do. I really don't want to get lost on my first day.
"How does everyone else know where everything is?" I asked curiously.
"Because sole of them came in over the summer to check the place out," he said, looking up from his papers, "but because you just moved here, you didn't get the chance." He smiled, which I returned.
7 minutes of an awkward silence later.
"Hi Tyler, you wanted me?" said a girls voice from behind me. Do they address the head of the college by their first names here?
I looked behind me and saw this petite blonde girl, eh she was okay looking, your typical barbie blonde to be honest. Wait, she was the girl standing with the idiot that came over to me, probably his girlfriend.
"Yes I was looking for you, sorry Daisy but I was just seeing if you could take Ms. Seymour here, around the college to get her used to it and figure out where everything is?" oh so Daisy is the girls name. What is she? A fucking flower. Sorry petal but I'd rather go alone.
"Of course Tyler, come follow me.... Ahhh?" Should I tell her my name or not? I mean she isn't very important, fuck it, I'll tell her.
"Oh, Eliana," I said quietly, not particularly wanting to tell her my name.
I could see her eyeing me up and down, what is she doing? Checking me out or something? I'm sorry but I'm not interested. Fuck off mate.
"Come on Eliana, we have a lot to see," she motioned for me to follow her, but I had different idea's. First, I do not want to be seen walking around with a girl, who looks like you would get aids from being in the same surroundings as her. Second, I am almost positive that she's that idiots girlfriend, and I do not need her giving me shit over that. Thirdly, I can find my own way, I don't need anyone.
"I'll find my own way around, now if you don't mind kindly fucking off and leaving me alone." I stood up and left, I felt Daisy's stare burn holes in my back. Do I care? Nope.
"I'm sorry, but who the fuck do you think you care talking to me like that? You don't know who I fucking am, I could make your life a living hell," she rushed after me, man can she not take the hint, I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU!
"Be my guest sweetheart," I calmly said back to her, she's getting way too worked up over nothing. I tried walking away again, but she shouted something else.
"See Tyler, he's my dad, I could get you kicked out of this college within a heartbeat," she said. So that's why she called him by his first name, would she not just call him dad?
"Trust me, I don't want to be here so you would be doing me a massive favour."
"You're messing with the wrong person." Is she trying to threaten me? Oh wow, I've seen it all now. A blonde bitch trying to threaten me? Ha.
"I'm sure I am," I tried to stifle a laugh at her pathetic attempt to threaten me, but failed because I burst into fits of laughter almost straight away.
"Listen here bitch, I saw Tyrone talking to you, and you flirting with him, back the fuck off." Oh wow, is she for real?
So Tyrone's his name, their both extremely fucking annoying if I'm honest. The only difference is, he's extremely good-looking, where as petals over here looks like a clown.
"You think I was flirting with your boyfriend?" I couldn't stop laughing, I wiped a fake tear from my eye, "I'd much prefer to flirt with a kitchen sink then him trust me! Now goodbye," She didn't follow me this time.
"Just stay away from him, he's mine," she shouted after me. Is she that protective over him?
"Not a problem at all, just make sure he can stay away from me," I smirked behind me, as she probably just stood their, and I continued to walk away, not bothering to look back.
Does she honestly think I was flirting with him. She really needs to keep him on a leash, unless she's the same as him, then they both need to be kept in the kennel.

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