You can call me a creep

Chapter 2

“Wait! No shit! I said I was sorry… I don’t know how to act… I… I just I don’t know...” he curses.

 I stop and turn around and lift my middle finger high to him telling to fuck off and I continue my walk damning him for every bad thing I can think about. What the hell was he thinking? That he can take advantage of me believing he had a hard time talking to people? How the hell was I so stupid to believe him? My head fills with questions how could I ever possibly keep talking to that weirdo. I am also surprised, that he even dares to kiss me. If I tell Eric he is dead, literally. But against my will I decide not to tell him as I see Collin across the yard rushing to the toilets bumping into several guys.

As I am heading to my favourite bank in the shadows where no one ever hangs out there are people circling around me and I hear an annoying voice behind my back cackle.

 “What are you doing here alone?” I recognize those irritating high tones immediately. It’s Stacey that popular spoiled brat that desperately wants popular little Eric as her boyfriend to be the model couple of school. I feel the need to puke right as I see her. Not sure if it is because of her pedantic face or the fact that she looks like the daughter my wealthy parents always have wanted but they got me instead.

 “Nothing.” I snap. I don’t want to talk to her. And I haughty bite my nails. Expecting her to leave me alone.

 “Eric dumped you, didn’t he?” she asks at her typical bitchy tone. I harshly tell the bitch he didn’t and oblige her to leave me alone. She is clearly affected by my brutality.

 “Yea you can say what you want…” she tries to come back but she knows she isn’t winning this so she leaves as usual to not lose her status.

 I roll my eyes and decide to sneak to the boy’s area like a couple of girls do in the breaks. I find Eric straightaway and give him a kiss. He answers it with a smile that means as much as a hey babe and I give him a smile back. Before I realize he is pulling me towards the toilets but I don’t mind. In there he pushes me to one of the doors sort of rude but I like being treated this way. We start to kiss again but a lot heavier then previously. I lift up my leg the height of his hips and he lifts me up by grabbing my thighs. Our kissing is wild, to wild, it’s for everyone to hear.

 “No Eric stop, not now.” I mutter in his mouth. I know I made him think that I wanted him here and now but maybe I was too impulsive and it’s not like I love the guy.

 “Why not babe?” he asks already breathing more heavily while he keeps kissing me.

I really don’t want him to do this kind of shit with me like messing around in the bathroom. I tell him to leave me alone for a second and make him clear I’m only with him because he is popular.

 “Wowow, stop being such a lame whore Alice, come on do your work good for once.” And he kisses me again, I hate it when he calls me Alice I hate that name. One, because it’s the name my parents chose for me and two, because it sounds way to ridiculous it’s not like I’m part of Stacey’s gang.

 “Damn, you know I’m good.” I snap at him and I want to leave but he pulls me back by my wrist and pushes me to the wall holding my arms above my head with one hand.

 “C’mon babe… Don’t be silly…”

I can’t believe he is saying this to me with his disgusting voice. What the hell am I doing here in the first place? As he is pressing his lips against mine again I try to yell no. As he puts his hand under my skirt I scream louder and hit on the doors hoping there is someone in there. Before I realize he let’s me go and pushes me even harder against the wall.

 “Well fuck you bitch I’m done!” he shouts as he walks madly out of the door. I pick up my bag from in front of one of the doors and yell back at him he should go screw another bitch. As I’m walking back I hear him screaming something with a deep voice that sounds like an ‘I will’ but I don’t care anymore.

I am furious when I take place again in the classroom. When I take my books out and throw them on my desk I notice a little note in my bag that wasn’t there before. I look around if no one is watching and I get it out. As I fold it open I see at the end of the note: Let’s run away…. G.C.

 This must have gotten in my bag by accident. It wouldn’t surprise me cause it’s kept together by safety pins since the zipper broke.

 When classes are done I go sit on a random bench. There are other girls around but I don’t care as I look over to the boys’ side I see Collin sitting alone and he doesn’t look really happy, but I don’t care. I start reading the note.

Hey, Allie… Wait so it was actually for me?