The Opposite Of Attraction

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Chapter 11


You know that feeling you get, when your alarm clock goes off on a Monday morning? The feeling where your heart drops because you have to get up, get ready and see people.

Well if you know that feeling then you know how I feel right now.

I groaned as I blindly smashed my hand down onto my bedside table until I found my stupid alarm clock.

Why does school have to start so early? Can’t it start at noon? That way everyone could sleep in and have a decent lunch before school.

But no. School has to start at 8:30 a.m.

I hate being a teenager.

When I finally got the energy to get up, I took a shower and got ready for the day.

Now I’m looking blankly at my closet. Why is it so difficult to pick out an outfit for school?

My closet was filled with clothes to the point where shirts were practically flowing out and onto my bedroom floor. But somehow I just couldn’t find anything I wanted to wear.

I wish I was a boy, all they have to do is throw on a t-shirt and jeans and BAM, they look hot.

It took me close to twenty minuets to finally decide on what to wear.

I made it simple, black leggings, a white tank top and a black bomber jacket.

I took one last look in the mirror before heading downstairs, school bag in hand.

I was greeted with the smell of pancakes once I entered the kitchen.

Mom was there, cooking like usual, and to my surprise dad was sitting at the table reading the newspaper.

Usually he would have left for work and hour ago.

“Good morning!” Mom sang.

She sure is in a good mood.

“Morning.” I mumbled back.

I plopped down at the table beside dad as mom was putting the food on the table.

“Smells delicious hun.” Dad complimented her.

She smiled back at him and gave him a peck on the cheek before sitting down across from us.

While I stuffed my face with this heavenly food, mom and dad made small talk. Everything was so normal, except for the fact that Victoria wasn’t sitting with us.

Instead she was at the hospital, alone.

I made a mental note to visit her today.

“Well I’m off to school.” I announced once I was done eating.

I slipped on a pair of black and white adidas sneakers, then made my way out the door.

“He did what!” Garrett yelled after I told him what happened between Dylan and I at the party.

The murderous look on his face was truly terrifying.

“Calm down, everything’s fine now, we met up and straightened everything out already.” I explained, placing a hand on his shoulder in the hope of somehow calming him down.

“So you guys are over.” He asked, or more like stated.

I rolled my eyes, I knew this was coming. “He was drunk, you know people do stupid things when they’re drunk. I told him that I wasn’t sleeping with him anytime soon, and if he had a problem with that, then we’re over. He said that he’ll wait.” I explained to Garrett, but I didn’t exactly say we were together.

“So you guys are still together?” He asked.

I nodded my head yes.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” He shouted.

I let out a chuckle and shook my head, Garrett was the most dramatic person in the world.

“Everyone deserves a second chance.” I told him sternly.

“Oh so you think he should get a second chance? The guy who k-”

“Garrett, we agreed to never speak about that!” I hissed, cutting him off mid sentence. I knew what he was about to say, and I didn’t like it.

I closed my eyes tight, concentrating hard to fight the memories that were trying to resurface.

Images of his face, smiling, laughing, yelling, angry, murderous.

“Crap Soph, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” Garrett apologized, thankfully breaking me out of my memories.

“I need to go to class.” I whispered, my voice cracking in the middle of the sentence.

Before Garrett could utter any more apologies I hurried to my next class, Environmental awareness.

I was the first one there, since I practically ran to class.

Mr. Willis looked up at me in surprise, then smiled.

“Good morning Miss. Mackenzie.” He greeted.

“Good morning.” I mumbled back, not in the mood to talk to anyone. Right now I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.

“How is the project coming along so far?” He asked, obviously not catching on to my antisocial mood.

I sighed. “It’s going well.”

He gave me a nod of approval, then went back to whatever he was doing at his desk.

I let out a sigh of relief as I plopped down into my seat at the back.

A few minuets later students started to arrive.

I was starting to think that Damon wouldn’t show up since there was less than a minute until the bell rang.

My mood lifted slightly at the thought of not having to deal with the Devil today.

But my hopes were crushed when, just as the bell rang, Damon slid into class.

Now my mood was even worse than when I entered the room.

He didn’t even spare me a look as he sat down, not that it bothered me or anything.

Mr. Willis started teaching, going on and on about different types of soil, but I wasn’t paying attention.

I was too busy trying to figure out why Damon was acting so weird.

He was sitting up straight in his chair, clearly tense, his jaw tightly clenched, and his hands balled into fists.

What the hell is his problem?

“My problem is you.” He snapped in a whisper.

Did I just say that out loud?

“You really are a freak. And yes, you did say that out loud.” He answered.

I guess the conversation I had with Garrett and the memories it brought up really messed with my head.

Instead of snapping at him for calling me a freak, I just ignored it and tried to pay attention to what Mr. Willis was saying.

“You know, I don’t understand you.” Damon suddenly said, turning in his seat to look at me for the first time today.

I mirrored his action so I was facing him too.

“What are you talking about?” I asked, more than a little confused.

“Dylan almost rapes you and you’re still with him? Seriously what’s wrong with you?” He questioned, clearly irritated.

“That’s none of your business.” I snapped.

I didn’t have to explain myself to him, or Garrett, or anyone.

“Oh but it is, ever since you came crying to me it’s been my business.” He shot back, a smug smile playing on his lips.

“I didn’t come crying to you, I bumped into you as I was crying and you decided to comfort me for whatever reason.” I hissed defensively.

“I only comforted you because I felt bad for you.” He mumbled, not meeting my eyes as his shoulders slumped in defeat.

I smirked, knowing I clearly won this argument.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” I said, using his words from yesterday.

He opened his mouth to argue more but Mr. Willis spoke up.

“Mr. Blake, Miss Mackenzie, detention after school. I won’t have you two disrupting my class with your arguing.”

I gave Damon the best death glare I could muster up, silently blaming him, and he gladly shot back one of his own.

“Now face the front and pay attention!” Mr. Willis snapped.

We both quickly complied, frightened by him since he never gets angry or snaps at students.

Stupid Damon has to ruin everything.

First he ruins my home life by living right beside me, then he ruins my school life by attending the same school as me, and now he ’s ruined my class life too!

I hate him.

I decided to take a quick visit to the hospital during lunch, knowing that only Victoria could make my day better. And if I wanted to actually learn anything in the rest of today’s classes, I needed to be in a better mood.

I smiled at the familiar receptionist named Emily when I came into the hospital.

“Don’t you have school young lady?” She scolded playfully.

“I’m on lunch right now.” I explained.

“You’re lucky this time. Now go on and see Tori, she’s been wanting for you come by and visit.” she said, shooing me away.

I laughed and nodded.

Once I was in front of Tori’s room I stopped. The hardest part of visiting was always when I first entered the room and saw her, laying there, weak and pale.

I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for what I would see, before opening her door and stepping into the room.

It’s so dull in here, the only thing lighting it up was the amazing little girl in bed.

Despite her sickness she was alway happy and full of smiles. Maybe its because she doesn’t fully understand how serious her disease is, or maybe she’s just a happy girl, either way she is an angel sent from heaven.

“Hey Tori.” I greeted.

She was sitting at the foot of her bed, watching some princess show, but when she heard my voice her show was forgotten and I was the only thing she was interested it.

“Sophie!” She happily squealed.

God I love her.

I ran over to her and gently scooped her up into my arms to hug her.

“I missed you.” She said sadly, but there was still a happy smile on her face.

“I missed you more princess Tori.” I told her, tapping her nose playfully.

She giggled and started squirming in my arms.

I put her down on her bed and took a seat beside her.

“What are we watching?” I asked.

“Beauty and the Beast!” She replied excidedly.

“I love that movie!” I told her, meeting her excitement.

Anyone who was around Tori for more than five minuets started acting excited about everything, it was just a natural reaction to being in her presence.

That’s one reason I love her, she could make the saddest people happy, and she could get anyone to love her.

“Guess what?” She said, breaking me out of my thoughts.

“What?” I asked.

“Mommy and daddy are coming to see me today!” She squealed, bouncing in excitement.

I wide smile grew on my face at her announcement. Mom and dad rarely visited her, since they were such busy people, so I’m glad they made the time to come see her today.

“Wow, you’re a lucky girl.” I told her.

She nodded in agreement.

I looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that I only had fifteen minuets before lunch ended.

“Tori, I have to go now, but I promise I’ll visit you very soon, okay?”

She looked up at me with sad eyes, it broke my heart.

“Okay.” She mumbled.

“And remember, mom and dad are coming today, so make sure to be good for them.” I told her, giving her my best stern look.

“Okay I promise.” She told me, already looking happier.

I got up and gave her a hug before making my way to the door.

“Love you!” Tori called.

A bittersweet smile formed on my face.

“Love you too.” I called back, then exited her room, closing the door behind me.

It was always so hard to leave her, there in that boring, sad hospital room.

A single tear ran down my cheek, but I didn’t care.

I numbly walked thought the hallways until I was back to the entrance of the hospital.

Although I was sad, my mood was still lifted because I got a chance to see my favourite person, and she hasn’t gotten worse.

I planned on talking to Emily for a minute but froze in my tracks, plan forgotten, when I saw someone I definitely wasn’t expecting to be here.


He was laughing at another guy, someone I recognized from the football team but didn’t know the name of, who was clutching his clearly broken nose.

When Damon saw me, his laughter came to a halt and a confused look took over his previously amused one.

At that moment my brain started functioning again, and I realized that Damon was currently seeing me at my most vulnerable.

I rushed out of the hospital, hoping that maybe he didn’t recognize me, but it was crystal clear that he did.

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