I get really bored so I start walking somewhere. I can see the guys gazing at me and examining my body like it's gonna be theirs. And while I'm walking with the soda in my hand, a girl comes and trips because of her heel and my soda is all over her dress.
"Bitch! What did u do! How dare u?" she says shouting.
" Haha! Was that me or your cheap heel which made u trip? I'll pay u the money for a better one so that u can stop behaving like a dumbass". I say.
I can see that she takes offence, and maybe anybody would.
"Why are u being a bitch?" She says in a irritating voice
"Because u called me one" I give that on her face
I can sense her blood boiling as it is really obvious by the expression on her face. Then she says.
"U know what, I don't even wanna have a conversation with you".
" U called me a bitch, didn't see the mirror before coming Bitch?" I demand
And then somebody says " wow"
Everybody turns in the direction of the voice and I turn my right, and I see him coming. He is wearing a black shirt with the top button open, the shirt slides through his waist until tucked in by his dark blue jeans. He's wearing black shoes and he has dark brown hair and dark eyes. Eyes so dark. As dark as night. He has a fair complexion like me and has amazing lips, at least they look amazing.
He comes up to me and what he says was what I would never expect.
" Well, bitches meet bitches"
When he comes to me and so near, I think I can feel him, though we are not in contact in anyway, but I feel like I can, he gives warmth, I'm sure of it. His eyes catch mine. His eyes are black and I can see both the moon and the stars in them. I gulp. Gulping shows fear and nervousness. It shows I lack confidence. Lack the confidence to give him a reply. But that's not me! That never would be me. I know how to treat people the way they deserve. I know how to treat assholes. Assholes.
" Well, what about assholes? Cuz I think I met one"
I say In a confident tone.
The whole crowd hoots.
He smirks.
A smirk which doesn't actually annoy me. God knows what's in that smirk.
"Maybe, what if I destroy you? Would I still be an asshole?" He questions me.
That somewhat pinched me. But then I'm me and nobody can destroy me
The crowd hoots again, and this time, it's for him.
" All the best at that!" I say
He walks away. And for the first time after so long. I'm actually staring at a boy with interest. I'm honestly intrigued by his confidence. Less people have that. But I'm staring at him when he has his back turned on me and is leaving.
Then he stops. And turns. I think my heart just skipped a beat.
He turns and smiles. But..I can say that's a evil smile. A dare me smile. There's glimmer in his eyes and beauty in him. And then he turns.
Memories come back. Memories I hate yet loved once.
Memories of him!
HIM!
And those memories are of love.
But I don't wanna like someone ever.
After him.. there's no way I'll let someone be in my life. Not after what he did. He!.
YOU ARE READING
never seen coming
Mystery / Thrillerit's a book About a girl who never was interested in love and is a narcissist. she met someone she liked and did things in a selfish way. but to her it all seemed fair enough
