Something Worth Fighting For

Chapter Two: Trips & Rugs, Kiss & Run

Natalia went through the next week ignoring Dallas, snubbing him at every turn. “Good morning Natalia!” Dallas would say to her. “It would have been a good morning had you not decided to live here.” She would tell him, before grabbing her lunch and leaving for school. There was no way she was going to let him interfere in her life. She had a plan and he wasn’t going to wreck it.

Natalia had her heart set on going to the University of Western Ontario. It was her first and only choice. She was not going to settle for any less. She had even decided which program she would take. Her heart was set on studying film; she loved videography and enoyed the filming and editing aspect of it. Just in case she didn't get in to that program, Natalia had made sure to study science.

Natalia was in her room studying on a Monday night. She had a math test the next afternoon. Calculus may not have been one of her favourite subjects, but it was necessary. She hadn’t gotten much done during her lunch period. Instead of doing the homework problems, she had been listening to her friends, who had spent the time chatting. Apparently the whole school had witnessed one of the ‘Mean Girls’ dumping their boyfriends. Natalia’s friends hadn’t stopped talking about it. Both Clara and Dawn had spent the hour and fifteen minutes boring Natalia, Andre, Taylor, and Steven to death.

Natalia lay on her stomach as she read her text book. Her mind wandered to what she and her friends would be doing tomorrow at lunch. She just hoped she wouldn’t have to hear any more babble about who dumped who and for what reason. Lately some of her girl friends had gotten a little obsessive about getting dates for the winter dance. Which is kind of stupid considering it’s in December, which is months away, she thought to herself.

Although Natalia never said it, she wanted to go to the winter dance with a date. She just wasn’t as obsessed about it as her friends were. Apparently her lack of interest in guys had given her the nick name of ‘Ice Queen’ among some of the students in her year. Or maybe it was the fact she had turned down a few boys who had asked her out.

The actual reason for her lack of interest was that the particular guy she would have liked to go out with…was dating one of the ‘Mean Girls’…in particular one of the main girls that had something against her.

Marissa Lockhead…Natalia had always had at least one class with her every year. Marissa was a blond girl with big blue eyes. Natalia didn’t have anything against her at the beginning. It was when the two of them were in the same Communication Technology class last year, that Natalia couldn’t stand her. The class had been given an assignment which required each student to form a group, and film a public service announcement, Natalia and her group had gotten the topic of Teenage Depression. The part that irked Natalia was that Marissa didn’t even film her own announcement. Her group had paid off a professional videographer to do the work. In the end Natalia’s group had gotten the award for the best announcement. After that whenever Natalia had class with Marissa, she could feel ice radiating towards her from the other girl.

Natalia put the thoughts out of her mind. She needed to concentrate on these questions so that she could ace the test tomorrow. Distractions were going to ruin her marks…and her plan.

At last she had settled her mind back into studying, when Natalia was interrupted once more. There was a knock on her door. Natalia looked over at the clock on her bedside table. It was almost one in the morning. Who would be knocking on her room door at this hour? She wondered with irritation.

Natalia walked to her door and opened it. Much to her distaste; Dallas stood in front of her looking sheepish. His blue flannel night shirt was open and she could see his tight black t-shirt showing off his muscular features. She tried not to notice. “What do you want?” She asked, annoyed. “I noticed your light on…I wanted to get some water…and I was wondering which cupboard the glasses are in…I couldn’t seem to find any.” He told her. Natalia sighed; she tried to mask her irritation.