The Blonde One

The world fades before your eyes into a different world. Have you had that feeling? It’s the reality that fades in your eyes.

“Hey, have you done my homework yet?” the girl asked.

“Oh, I’m almost done. Just a few more minutes,” I told her.

It is always hard when the world never wants to work with you. All you want to do is get mad at it. I handed her homework and got up from the hardwood seat. I grabbed my bag from the hook and walked towards the bathroom. I went into a stall, locked the door and grabbed my phone out of my pants pocket. I pulled out the earbuds and put them into my ears. I put on, “Complicated” by Olivia O’Brien. I unlocked the stall door to end up walking into “The so to be Queen Bitch, I mean Bee”.

“Uhh, what the hell are you doing in here? You know this is the private OPS restroom.”

“I went to use the bathroom, bitch. By the way, this is not your private Other Popular Students. This is a public restroom.”

I shoved her shoulder and pushed the door out towards the so-called “Broken Bathroom” or the BB room. I pushed the door open and went straight towards the mirror. I looked at myself. The dirty blonde curly hair slightly below my shoulders. I had a blue sweatshirt on. I had on black jeans. What was most caught by other’s eyes are my own. They looked like blue crystals. With white lining near the irises. Most people only talk to me for my eyes, so they can stare at them. I left the bathroom and grabbed my phone out of my pocket, unlocked my phone and turned up the volume. I went straight towards the entrance of the campus. But I get blocked off again by the Queen Bitch and her little followers.

“No way you are going out there, you shoved me little bitch.”

“Uhh, why do you even talk to me? I would rather have a popular guy bully me than you. You are so stuck up and stubborn to even notice all the good people around you. But being a bitch is the worst person to be, even being called one.” I raised my voice slightly louder on the last word.

Her face was the best look I’ve ever seen. I really wanted to take a picture of her face. Her face paled. She was just staring into space now. One of the boys that followed her around stood in front of her and waved at her face. I held my head high and walked around her little click of people. I shoved open the door and walked on the sidewalk. My house was just down the street. 5 blocks away. It took about 6 minutes to get home but no one knows where my house is. My house is covered by forest. It was given to us by the USA Government. But the thing is it’s in the trees. My driveway enters into the forest and stops on a foundation filled with gravel. On one of the trees, there were little foot holes in the tree. For the handle, I use the tree branches. I hear the house move with the trees, wind, and birds. I climbed up the tree up to my room, which is a little treehouse. The cool thing about my room is that I have a window out to the road. I set my bag down on the floor and sat on my cream white bed. I pulled out from behind my pillows my tablet of books. The only electronic thing that could entertain me.

“Where did she go? All I saw was that she entered her driveway and it stops here! What the hell!” she yelled below me.

I definitely needed to get down there before my mom and dad wake up. I jumped from my bed and grabbed a black trench jacket that was huge to fit my whole body. I quickly went to the center of my room and held onto the branches and climbed down. I grabbed onto the poll connected underneath my room.

I slid down it and my feet hit the ground hard that sparks went up my feet. I darted behind each tree to the driveway.

“Ahh, what the fuck. A bug!” She screamed.

“Shut it or she will hear you!” A boy yelled.

“Be quiet both of you, I know she’s here.” A deep voice sounded.

I stood very still. I think he was one of us, so I gently reached above my head and grabbed a hardwood wrongs. I used my upper arm strength to pull me up. Both my feet reached the foot wrongs. I let go and relaxed my arm. I heard them walk away out of my driveway. I heard so I jumped again and the wrongs slip back into the tree. I walked over to my driveway and pulled out my phone. I called the security line and asked for the heat signature. I waited for them to answer back and they said that there was one heat tracing behind me. I thanked them and ended the call. I turned myself around. I see a boy. He had thin brownish gold hair. He wore a white T-shirt with blue jeans and converses. He stood there looking at the ground. I took off the huge jacket and blue sweatshirt. And through them behind a tree. I had a shirt underneath all of my comfortable clothes. I had a gray V-line neck to my C cup bra. My necklace - that I keep very secret to myself - was laying gently over my chest. I had a Midnight - moon with a golden chain. I stood there by myself while looking at the boy.

“Why you here? My house is all the way back there. What you want? If miss bitch is the one your following don’t come here any-”

“Shut it, girl. I didn’t follow the bitch. I stay near her so she doesn’t hurt anybody along the way. But today I was not able to go with because she went into the restroom. I would give her privacy.” Giving me that look that he’s not a pervert. “Looks like she made encounter with someone and that was you.”

I really didn’t understand him at all. I really didn’t.

“I don’t understand why your here then. Why are you here?” I got a little bit frustrated.

He walked so quickly I didn’t think he was one of me. He stood an inch away from my face. His breath fanning my lips. His hands slowly went from his pockets to the side of my hips. I looked into his eyes. They were staring right back at me. Purple eyes looked into my blue ones. I watched him lick his lips. He grabbed the back of my head and put his puckered lips on mine. His lips were soft and wet. My hand went to the back of his head and twirled his hair around my fingers. His tongue licked my bottom lip asking for entrance, which I denied. His free hand grabbed around my bra and squeezed my boob. I gasped. That popped open my mouth and he took his chance to stick his tongue in. He tasted like sweet chocolate. My tongue danced with his. When I came up for breath his eyes were a completely different color.

“Wha- never mind. That was my first kiss you took or made.” I looked down at my feet. Being shy was only being around boys. Especially this one. His hand captured my chin pulled my to his face.

His voice raveled as he spoke to me. “I loved it. You are going to be mine very soon.”

His hand left my face and traveled down to his pocket. My eyes followed where his hand went. Slowly he lifted out a box, a little red velvet box. He opened it and a little light sparkles from inside. I gasped. “No, It couldn’t be that, wha-” I whispered.