'He must be a fool for being disgusted by you'
'No no, he isn't. I mean why am I defending him?! Ugh. He is a complete and utter idiot'
I think I am crying.
'Don't cry, little one'
'Hmph you know, stranger, everyone kept asking me why I don't want to fall in love! This is why! I barely like him and I am sobbing like a baby. These things make you weak'
He stiffens. But it doesn't bother me.
'Do you know I haven't come in months! Because the only way I can is by imagining about him and I don't want to think about him. I need to get over him. And I can't do that by coming to the image of that jerk faced snake.'
'Oh really?' now he sounds amused. He took a strand of my hair in his hands and twisted it around.
'Are you playing with my hair?' I ask him surprised by his action.
'Yes, babe. Always wanted to.' He looks up at me intensely and mumbles something that sounded like 'Oh how I control myself'
'Stop' I say, slightly embarrassed by the look in his eyes
But then he again gets closer inhaling deeply getting back to fiddling with my hair. He looked as if I had severely bothered him by asking him to stop fidgeting with my hair.
'Isn't staying celibate for so long difficult. On top of that, you aren't even giving yourself any relief'
'Yes! But don't you worry, I have a plan.'
After a pause, he says 'And what is this plan of yours'
'See when you finish a book series and don't want to end up crying that the book is over. What do you do?'
He gives me a bewildered look
'You either reread it or jump to another book, dummy.' when he doesn't say anything I continue 'the same way I need to jump to another guy. Maybe I can fuck Jace...he's interested in me, isn't he?'
...…..
Hangovers are a bitch is what they are.
I had heard this statement so many times, never really thought I'd have to go through it too. I'm sitting in my witchcraft class with a banging headache. I'm not really paying attention to whatever she is saying, something about a historical mass murder of 29 witches and why we still think its witches.
Instead, I'm thinking about my next class, math. Today I'll be asking him for food at Lensy's. After my work shift, at around 8:30 so it's late and we don't need to spend too much time together.
After class ended I walked to the math class as quickly as possible, Jace is always early. Would be nice to have some privacy.
'Hey, Taisa!' suddenly Jace says from behind me.
'Oh hey! Umm how are…'
Fuck Ty. that's not the way to get a guy to like you.
'Am I here?' he continues. 'I had gone to the office for some work'
Oooooh. Say something.
But what?
'The weather's really good'
Are you kidding me? The weather's really good...?
'Yes and so are you'
Eh, too cheesy. Gross.
Shut up… he is being nice
'Um, you think so?' I say trying to act as if what he said affected me.
Let me rephrase, affected as in it made me feel giddy. And not offended.
'Yeah'
'Well you know, I would love to get together with you, maybe this Friday around 8: 30 at Lensy's?' I proposed.
'Sure' I think he is embarrassed. Annoyi… I mean cute.
'You have skating then.' came the voice of the exact person I didn't need right now.
'Um no, we only have that in the morning. Fuck off.'
If he listened to me, he wouldn't be the fucking Assdrian. Now would he?
'You missed two sessions the week before last'
He is going to hold that against me. After everything he said?
I hate him.
'I had shit going on' I say with as much hatred I could show without screaming.
'Don't fucking care. The competition is in a month. Everything has to be perfect'
'It already is'
Fucking piece of shit.
'Fine. Jace, can we make it on Friday? You can choose the time?'
'We have practice then too'
What?
'Uh, what?'
'I said we have practice then too'
'But we never decided the time'
I knew his only goal in life was to annoy me, but ambushing my dates! That's low!
'I don't care. In all your free time we need to practice'
'Its a month far, dude'
He fists his hands.
Oof! anger issues much?
I sneak a glance at Jace. Just as I expected, he looks ready to bolt.
'Don't dude me. Mate.'
Ugh that word.
'Jace, I'll talk to you later, okay? We will decide a time that suits his highnass! Maybe late at night someday.'
'No! You need your rest. I will not accept tardiness just because you were busy fraternizing with idiots you don't even like'
'What the fuck is wrong with you?!'
I can't believe he just said that. I just hope this doesn't destroy my plan.
So I hold Jace's hand and pull him to the front of the room.
His hands are really different to...
Shut up.
'Hey, I'm sorry about that. Adrian just hates me and wants to ruin my life. Could we move past what just happened?'
'Uhm yes. As long as you're...uh...okay with it...'
Okay I may have been too judgy about him
If you keep comparing him to …
Shut up brain.
The rest of the class goes tolerably well. I and Jace were having a casual conversation.
I skip history and straight go to my room.
Apparently Belle and Rose were also skipping.
'Hey guys, I have a terrible hangover'
'Hahaha is that why miss nevermissclasses is here with us?' belle asked.
'Yeah sort of'
'By the way, where were you last night?' Rose asked a little sharply. 'We looked everywhere for you'
Oh
Either I can lie and get out of this situation, or tell them the truth and maybe figure out what happened.
Curiosity killed the cat, didn't it?
But satisfaction brought it back!
Why can't you just shut up for once, inner voice.
'I woke up in a room above the bar, room number 113.'
I quickly continue before giving them a chance to make any assumptions.
'No, I wasn't naked. I was completely clothed, alone on the bed. The last thing I remember was drinking my second martini'
'Wait, did you say room 113?'
Why did she suddenly ask that question? And why does she look so….surprised?
'Yes'
'Are you sure you didn't fuck Adrian?'
What?