Rage filled my soul, like a throng suppressing my body, strangling my neck, almost choking me. I've never felt this angry in my life, I don't even know why I am angry. It's almost like the rage I felt when my demons were haunting my ass.
Ben Carson, dude, really. Why did you have to be a kiss and tell. Wait, what! Even though Ben did tell literally every senior student that I'm his girl and that we made out in Habatat galleries, why should it bother me?
Hell, what's wrong with me? Why do I feel this rage for Ben? I want to just slap his cheekbones so hard, that they will break and scatter to pieces.
Freya, Freya, come on, control yourself.
I stomped up the stairs, so I could get Ben, and tell him how shitty he is.
"Oh, there you are!" Freya exclaimed, as if she was relieved to see Ben Carson.
Ben was with a group of friends, chattering, and smiling at intervals. He was a popular kid so, people listened to him a lot.
"Oh, there she is, Freya. My girlfriend" Ben informed the others.
Freya walked up to Ben, like a girl who was ready to beat the shit out of their prey.
"Dude, what the fuck! You're still blabbing about that. Not cool dude, not at all"
Ben couldn't risk being ridiculed by former freak Freya. He was seen as the hot, popular, smart kid, and he definitely didn't want Freya to ruin that reputation.
The other students were already staring at Ben like he was crap.
Ben ambled towards rage filled Freya, and places his hand on her neck, fixing his gaze intensely at Freya's grey eyes.
"Relax Freya. Cool down. You're so tensed right now. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, I just assumed you were my girlfriend now since you agreed to go on a date with me, and besides, don't girls love guys who show them off. I mean, a guy who would announce to the world that he's in love with her, and wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with her. Come on Freya. I love you so much. Why don't you see that"
Ben's words were like a soothing voice resounding in Freya's head. It resonated, filled her body up. Calming her tense muscles, and relaxing her brain. She could no longer feel the rage, everything made sense now.
(That's weird. Now all I want to do is kiss this dude who made me angry some minutes ago)
Freya couldn't figure out what made her forgive Ben. His touch on her neck, and beautiful eyes focusing on hers, or his amazing speech he delivered so nicely. Or both.
She leans forward, kissing him.
Yeah, in the presence of most senior students.
"Whao, so they are actually dating"
"Freya isn't good for Ben"
"Yeah, she would ruin Ben"
"Shut up girls. I think Freya is just who Ben needs. When last did a girl stand up to Ben Carson like this"
Random senior students gave their opinions, as thy watched the kissing scene playing right before their faces.
(school bell rings)
"Shit. Time for class. We should go" suggested Freya.
"No, why don't we continue this, here, right now"
Ben grabs Freya again, inserting his lips into hers, kissing her like she was the only girl in the world.
"We have to go Ben. Really!"
"Alright. Alright"
*******
I could feel the gaze of a thousand eyes pouring down on me. I sat next to Ben, because me and Lucas were officially fighting.
The girls in Senior year stared at me in jealousy in their gazes. I wasn't into girls, like having female friends, so I don't I got along with any girl in senior year.
(A teacher walks in)
"Oh great. Mr Oliver didn't pull off his pranks today"
(Oliver chuckles)
"Shut up Lucas. We all know, those pranks of mine were sick to the bone"
(Everyone laughs, also agreeing with Mr. Oliver)
"Now, to a more important topic. Oh wait. Freya! You're in School? When did you get back?"
(Freya feels chills running down her body. She had to talk in the presence of the whole class. A class where 60% of the population hated her because of Ben)
"Yesterday, I guess. I was at uhmm..Habatat galleries. It was...It was fun" spluttered Freya, as she looked down, and bit her lip.
"Yeah sure, fun. Fun getting dicked by Ben Freaking Carson uhhhh!" gibed a female student at Freya's statement.
"Dial down the tone May. Keep it down. We all know Ben is a hottie, and he can get any girl he wants. You don't have to announce that May. Now, Freya, congratulations on your return back to School. I'm happy to see a smart girl reignite the passion for her education" Oliver said, as he turns to the white board.
(He scribbles a sentence across the white board, visible to everyone)
"Holy shit!"
"Damn right baby!"
"About damn time"
Reactions of eager students filled the room, it was an exciting time for everyone.
"As y'all can see. It's MCHS's dance night. Y'all already know how fun it will be, I don't need to go into details" Oliver said.
"Actually, I have to say just one thing. Come with your dates everyone. Y'all know this already, but this one is different, because if you don't have a date, you're going to be a lonely sad ass teenager standing alone in dance night when the couples are having a nice time with each other. Dance night is in a week, so get your dates ready!"
(Ben looks at Freya. He had a look on his eyes that read, 'I don't have to ask you. You're my girl already')
Abruptly, Jack moves to Freya's seat, and gets on his knees.
Jack was also a hottie in senior year, but had bad grades. He literally was better in all areas though, and was also more built than Ben Carson.
"Jack, what are you doing?" Freya acts like she has no idea what's going on.
Jack smiles. Dude, those dentition of his alone, accompanied with the cute dimples on his face, could make any girl quiver.
"Freya, be my date on dance night" Jack speaks authoritatively. Like Freya was meant to agree to be his date.
(Just perfect. Even Jack is in love with me. I didn't see this coming)
"Jack, come on. You don't have to. Get on your feet"
(Jack still keeps his position)
May, a female senior student, gets up from her seat with rage and jealously flooding her soul.
"No, wait. What the fuck. Like what the hell is actually going on? MCHS'S two hottest dudes after one girl. Freya the freak!? Dudes, don't you remember how she would scream for no reason, how she got frightened when somebody touched her, or the stunt she pulled on assembly before winter holidays? Hell, I can't believe y'all have forgotten all that, and now, she's back, she suddenly becomes the Queen, getting hot guys like Ben Carson and Jack, to go on their knees!? Come on now y'all" fumed May, as she walked across the marble floor, denouncing Freya.
(May's words came as a shock to me. Me, not getting along with females is definitely what put me in this shit now. Hell, I can't feel my legs, or my arms, literally my whole body. What's wrong. No, not another episode. Relax Freya. Three things cannot long be hidden..) Freya puts her both hands over her ears to block May's words, but her hands weren't thick enough.
Everyone looked at her, as she struggled to keep it together.
(No, no. Everyone is going to think I'm a freak again!)
"Shut the fuck up May. I love her just the way she is. Who the hell isn't weird these days. Yeah, we are all freaks!"
(Hold on, what's that? The feeling of being carried by someone with thick arms. They feel thick and comfy at the same time. My head lay peacefully on this person's chest. It must be a male, because it feels rigid. Whoever this is must be a gym addict. His body reeks of alcohol though, that should be a turn off, but it isn't. He carries me in his arms, walking away from the class, and now, the atmosphere feels different. Are we still at MCHS? Hmm, I don't think so)
"Figured you might need a break from all that bullshit" He said, as he dropped me down gently, making sure not to hurt any part of my body.
His face was definitely amazing. He had silver eyes, black hair, and good hair. His body was the definition of hot.
"Wow, I didn't know you could stand up for me like that" Freya said.
"It's nothing"
"No, it's not. Why did you do it?"
"I like you, that's why" He smiles.
"What you did was amazing. Even Ben couldn't say shit when I was being ratted out by May. I guess you get an advantage for that. I'm going to the dance with you"
"Perfect. I would call you." Jack pulled away, leaving Freya alone to deal with her shit.