HIM

UNEDITED.

“Hurry and eat up, honey.” Mom said, as I came dashing in the kitchen, grabbed a piece of bread, and took a huge chunk out of it, while muttering an okay.

“I’ll be late today, I’ve got some clients to handle.” She further explained, as she picked up her bag from the couch.

I hummed.

She gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and rushed out after bidding her loud goodbyes.

I stared at the door. “Will you ever stay?” My voice echoed in the empty house.

We lived in a two story house. It was small but homely. Shaking myself out from the running thoughts, I grabbed my backpack, car keys, phone and rushed towards the door.

Today, was the first day of the senior year. Was I nervous? Absolutely not.

I swiftly zoomed through the empty roads of the neighborhood in my lovely car, as well passed down the path where the richest lived. The houses----like mansions were beautiful. Worth drooling over.

I happily hummed on the song that played in my car, as I came to a stop infront of the huge brown entrance door. Honking a few times, I waited. Soon, my bestfriend came running out like a maniac, like she did every other time. She took the seat next to me, her strawberry shake jiggled within her hand, making me hiss in response. “Careful, I don't want you staining my baby.” Yeah, I call my car---my baby, absurd I know! But I just love my baby girl.

“Sorry to be a nuisance.” She shrugged giving me a cheeky grin. “You always were.” I scoffed, turning on the engine once again, and started the journey to the hellhole.

“Flora, breakfast?” I questioned.

She bit her lip, as she slowly shook her head, side to side.

I sigh and gave her a side look, before swiftly turning towards the drive-through of the nearest McDonalds. “How many times do I have to fucking tell you that you should stop listening to his pathetic opinions?” I grit out.

Her lips parted, attempting to utter a word or two but I cut her off with a disapproving look.

“He doesn't care about you, Flora. He's just with you because you're popular. For fuck sakes he's a bastard for always talking about you behind your back.”

“But I love him...” She trailed off, meekly. Ignoring her as usual, I rolled down the window and started ordering her favorite food.

Fuck love. “You love him but he doesn't, why won't your thick brain accept this obvious fact?” I rasped.

She remained quiet, looking guilty. I heave a heavy sigh and grabbed our takeaways. Forwarding it to her, I turned on engine once again, and drifted towards the entrance of the school.

In less than a few minutes, we entered the parking lot. I parked the car, turned off the ignition, shifted my attention back on the goodie bag and gave her a skeptical look, when I saw her eating only the chicken-fucking-nuggets. “Eat this burger, before I shove this down your throat.” I calmly stated.

She giggled. Fucking, giggled. “I love how you scold me, Celestina.” She smiled softly.

Sighing, I looked at her, my expressions suddenly softened. She was beautiful. Way too, beautiful----dark mocha skin, curvy-petite body, black straight locks till her shoulders, and a nose piercing----the most prominent thing that always stood out to many, making her look insanely gorgeous. Today, she wore a tight purple crop top which showed her belly piercing, paired it with dark blue jeans that hugged her ass and a set of matching glamorous black heels.

But too bad, she was stuck in a toxic relationship with the school's jock. How pathetic.

“Alright alright, but we need to be quick if we don't want to skip our first lesson.” She chuckled.

“Promise you’ll eat it?” I raised an eyebrow at her. She gave me a thumbs up. “Promise, now let’s get out, before we're actually late!”

I nodded.

We both grabbed our backpacks, walked out of my car and locked the doors.

I twirled the car keys on my index finger, as we walked to the hallways.

The students automatically made way as we marched through. Girls looked at us in jealousy whilst guys looked at us with lust. Giving them a wink, I strode towards my locker, but before I could approach it, a girl came rushing into my body making me stumble on my own heels.

Everyone stilled and gasped.

The phone fell from hands on the floor, upside down. It was most probably cracked. My jaw ticked. I looked up, and saw the girl, wearing thick round glasses, strands sprawled in every direction, in short, she looked homeless and pathetic.

“Tina are you okay?” Flora asked, as she gripped my arm.

Her eyes widened, upon seeing me. “I-, I’m s-sorry.” She quickly apologized.

My body pulsated with anger. I crouched, picked my phone and slowly inched towards her, making her gulp.

Immediately, she looked down.

I grabbed her jaw, and made her look into my eyes. “Four eyes, do you always cause chaos wherever you go?” I questioned, with a calm demeanor, very calm for my own liking.

The people started whispering amongst themselves. Some were feeling guilty for the girl while the others had their phones out to record the ongoing drama.

She briskly shook her head.

“Answers, darling."

“N-No.” She hesitantly spoke. I dug my nails in her jaw, a silent whimper escaped from her mouth. “Tina, I think you need calm---" I cut Flora off with a hiss. “Leave this school you piece of shit, this place isn't for people like you who are homeless.”

The people around me gasped at my rude words.

Her breath bitched, as heavy tears started pouring down her cheeks. I brought her face closer towards mine, and slowly spoke in her ear, making sure no one heard the words I uttered next, “do you want me to tell everyone that you love being manhandled by your own father?”

She abruptly went still.

"That's what I thought." I pushed her away, watching her expression fall in pain and hurt, as emptiness crawled over her eyes, which I was familiar with.

My lips curled up in victory.

"I---" Before she could utter more words, I exclaimed, “just go kill yourself. You don't deserve to stay alive.” Leaving her behind, I walked out of the hallway with Flora behind me, hot on my trail.

“Don't you think you went a bit too far?” She inquired. I gave a light shrug and entered my first class of the semester---AP English, it was never fun. I always seemed to fail in it. Ha, I am just dumb. Or maybe, I just don't want to study. Taking a seat in the back, I saw Flora looking at me with an unreadable expression. She huffed and sat in the front, leaving me alone. Good. I don't even need anyone.

Moments later, the class started, with Miss Smith talking about various essays and whatsoever.

I tuned her out and stared outside the window. The birds flew by happily with freedom. I continued to ponder over them and somehow my mind drifted back towards that girl. She looked innocent but behind her innocent façade was a horrible one and no one knew about that shit. Honestly it was better that way.

The class ended in a blur and and soon we marched towards the second one.

A few hours later of torture, lunch period finally arrived.

Flora came beside me and interlinked her arms with mine again as we arrived at the cafeteria, making the people stop, as they looked in our way. As you may have figured it out, I was the typical bad girl of the school or you could say the queen bee who ruled.

We one by one grabbed the filled tray from the counter, and went towards our table, the one in the middle which was mainly known for the popular ones. Taking a seat between Flora and Ava, I started munching on the green salad.

“That was one bitchy side you showed today,” Lucas grinned. “I must say you were hot.”

I gave him lopsided smile.

You see, I have six people in our popular group. Lucas, the blond, brown eyes, Marcus his twin with the same features. Jacob was also blond but with green eyes. Next was Ava with a typical hoe side. Lastly, Stacy who was a black just like Flora. And then there was me who stood out but not in a good way.

“She is already a bitch, you should know that.” Marcus announced. “But I would love to see that side in my bed.” Lucas replied, making me shiver.

“Yeah no thanks.” I said, with a smirk of my own.

While we all were single except Flora and Stacy. Stacy was Jacob's girlfriend. They were the cutest couple in our group. Sweet and totally lovey dovey.

As we conversed amongst ourself, Nick came running to our table. The typical jock of every high school. His hand flew to Flora's neck and he gave her a quick peck on her lips. “Hi gorgeous.” He smiled, making her giggle.

I unknowingly stabbed my fork on the cucumber.

“Anything wrong, slut?” He snapped, his words directed at me. Yeah, I wasn't on good terms with him. “Nah, nothing wrong manwhore.” I replied with a sickly sweet tone.

Lucas snorted, but he immediately covered it up by a cough.

His nostrils flared from anger. “Please, you look like a raging bull Nick. I suggest you stop giving your nose that type of an exercise. It looks like an inflated balloon.” I drawled in an extremely high pitched voice, so everyone else could hear it.

Marcus erupted in laughter followed by the whole cafeteria. Stacy couldn’t stop her giggles, even Flora looked like she’d crack up at any second.

“That was.. was fantastic, I must say. You... you got him there Tina.” Lucas commented, while laughing in between his breaths.

I grinned.

Nick gave me a harsh glare, and stalked away from our table to the other jocks who were also laughing at his second hand embarrassment.

I felt proud of it---scratch it, I felt my ego bloom.

And that’s how the day ended with me passing sarcastic comments to him whenever he tried to take back the revenge.