Hopeless In Love

Chapter One - Meet Mr. Asshole

>///< Have you ever regretted doing something stupid in the past?

I have.

 

And I have never regretted something so much –ever! I should know, since I’ve only done a few things in my life that I considered as HUMILIATING.

 

"You should’ve seen it man, his dick was all over the place. It was fuckin’ hilarious!” I overheard laughter from the group of Neanderthals nearby and I immediately felt my blood boil. Hot and raw.

Asshole, and by that I meant, Spencer Long, also known as –Mister Asshole.

I couldn’t help mumble to myself, as I watched him and his group of dunderheaded underlings fawn over him for attention. He had them practically eating out from the palm of his hand –and I hated him more for it.

“And he was like ‘Ah dude, my dick’. It was classic!”

Another wave of laughter roared from the group. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at them. I didn’t understand what was so funny. I’ve been listening to him brag for the last half hour and I didn’t even understand half of what he was saying! What was wrong with these people?

I let out a breath. I needed to calm down before I tear down that asshole’s smile off his face. I closed my eyes and imagined something pleasant, like –new book smell. Yeah, that always does the trick. I sighed and opened my eyes again.

I avoided looking at the group of monkeys and decided to do something productive with my afternoon –like watch the grass grow or else, I’ll start thinking about murdering their ring leader again and that’s never a good thought. Pleasant but not good.

I let out a strangled groan.

It’s been a year since the incident and I don’t think I could ever move on. I couldn’t even believe that I could have done something so… so stupid!

 

It was the stupidest, most outrageous thing I could ever have done and I bet if I told someone about the… incident, they’d accuse me of making up ridiculous lies. That was how stupid that decision was.

[Well at least no one else knows about it.] I thought to myself, which didn’t really ease the frustration I had building up inside me. I knew it was a matter of time before someone would find out, especially if Mr. Asshole, who was also known for his big mouth, shared my secret.

I looked back and couldn’t help but throw him another scowl. If looks could kill I could just… just-

 

“Just what?”

Thoughts on killing Spencer were immediately cut short when I heard Lucas beside me. I didn’t notice that he sat just two feet away from me. I was sure he wasn’t there earlier. If he WAS, then Spencer would be nowhere near my thoughts and instead –I stopped myself. It was too embarrassing to admit but Lucas did –err things to me, no logic or science can explain.

[Oh my God, was I talking out loud again? Did he hear me?] My mind froze realizing what I was just thinking earlier. My mind started spinning and I felt blood rush to my cheeks. I tried to fake a laugh but it didn’t sound natural, “S-Sorry?” I tried asking. God, I sounded guilty.

“If you’re plotting against my best friend, don’t you think I should have the right to know?” Lucas said cheekily, as he sipped the can of soda in his hand. I blushed.