I moved around the scared boy in circles. Am no detective but I could smell fear all over him. He was shivering, sweating so much that I was forced to give him my favorite hankie. He muttered thank you to me and started wiping his forehead with his shaking hands. I know am scary sometimes infact I like to make people fear me but his Kinda of fear was on a whole another level. It took me few minutes to take in every detail about him. His messed up hair which was proof that he probably didn't use a hair brush this morning or maybe he just doesn't own one. He was kind of ok, except for the lack of a sense of fashion, those big ugly black bracelets in his teeth, plus his uhh ugly looking glasses. He was a true description of a nerd which was the reason as to why I should be scolding at him, warning him for what he did or ordering some boys to break a few of his bones but none of that came in my mind. Instead I thought of something really different. I and Jale had broken up few days back. He kinda of broke up with me! Which is kinda of embarrassing but uhh geez who cares. Anyway at that moment infront of me I didn't just see Lance Lunchester the school's nerdiest of the nerd, nor the fashion less thing that dressed like he picked his clothes from the trash. Instead what I saw was my new distraction from the broken pieces of my heart and my stupid fucked up life. I croached down to his level since he was seated in the corner holding onto his knees like they were some kind of shield protecting him from me. I smiled kindly at him and placed my hands on both of his thighs. I could feel him shiver but that didn't stop me. It instead boosted my confidence. "Lance Lunchester, will you be my boyfriend?"
Am Kayla martins but you can call me Kay. My dad calls me a little devil, my elder brother calls me a psycho and my stupid ex boyfriend Jale, that fucked up piece of plain paper, he calls me a bitch.
Kids at school call me the queen of Karma but personally I like my dad's and brother's nick names better because they describe me so well.
Anyway I was heading to the cafeteria with my sandwich and juice box. I was so fuckin hungry since I skipped breakfast this morning. I couldn't stand my dad's stupid lectures.
Kayla do this, do that. Don't do this, stop doing that. Am so used to him scolding at me that I memorised his lecturing speech like the twinkle twinkle star Lullaby.
Anyway I placed my happy looking tray on the table and jumped into my seat to dig in, I carried my first fork to my mouth but just as it was about to touch my lips someone grabbed my hand and pulled me up making me drop my food.
"What the fuck?" I hissed in annoyance at my best friend Mia but as usual she ignored my rude behaviour.
She was wearing that stupid smile of hers I hate so much. It made her look like she had sunshine in her pockets. So stupid!
She grabbed my hand tighter and started pulling me out of the cafeteria leaving no room for questions.
If only she knew what was best for her, she could have let me finish my meal peacefully because at that moment I was so hungry that I could finish a cow.
We passed through the hallways, past the glasses and up to the school auditorium where we found half of the school surrounded.
I didn't recall the principal talking about a Tuesday assembly. So I turned to my bestie. I was about to ask Mia what was happening, when suddenly I heard the stupid voice of Peterson, Jake's best friend. I can't believe how I survived with listening to that stupid voice everyday.
The guy was so stupid, so full of himself just because cheerleaders chase after him. So arrogant and quite a trouble maker.
"What the fuck has the jerk done this time?" I asked.
"I don't know let's just watch for a while maybe we will find out," said my bestie.
I nodded my head and continued observing the situations. Peter as usual was picking on the nerds. I just couldn't get why this time he had gathered himself quite an audience.
I forced my way through the crowds till I was at the front. What I saw was the usual. Peter and his group of douchebags were bullying someone.
Peter was reading out something loudly from what looked like a diary. And everybody else was laughing at each and every word he said.
The boy in big glasses was struggling to get away from Peter's other friends who were holding him tightly against the wall preventing him from moving.
He struggled and struggle but the twins were so built and stronger than him.
I felt sorry for the boy but all my sympathy was replaced by shock when Peter read out a sentence that captured every one's attention even mine.
Kayla Martins,
She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life. Her magnificent midnight black hair that I would like to run through my fingers all night, her beautiful hazel eyes that remind me of the stars. I would love to stare in them for the rest of her life. Her dark pink heart shaped lips that I would like to kiss some day.
"Oh my God!" I heard my best friend scream. I bet she was shocked as I was.
What the fuck was happening?