HE'S TROUBLE

I hate this feeling I'm so furious right now. Why would she say that? She knew how much those questions bother me and turn me into a chaotic person. She's just playing with me at this. She's trying to prove everyone that I'm crazy. But I'm not! I'm not crazy. She's the crazy one. That's why daddy left her. He couldn't handle her because she is sick and I'm left with her.

Ugh! I cannot wait to move out of that house and leave for college. I don't wanna stay here anymore.

I stomp my way towards the main office collected my essentials from the lady and head out of there. I can't stand another person smiling right now. I made my way towards my locker which was at the end of the hallway. These mean bitches needs to stop their high pitched and obnoxious fake giggles it's adding more fuel to my rage. Oh, how I want to smash their heads in the lockers!

I swear the next person I see smiling I'm gonna kill them. I don't care who they are. I fast-paced towards my locker and made my way through a sea of students. I reached my locker shoved my bag in and took my books for my first class and headed towards lecture room.

As I was walking I bumped into someone and fall back on my bump. The first thing I saw was the shoes. Bitch, you are dead. I stood up and came face to face with a muscular guy with hazel eyes and five o clock angular jaw staring back at me with power and intense piercing through my soul trying to make me small and guilty. I gazed right into those hazel eyes and barked,

"Watch where you are going asshole."

I shoved him by my right shoulder and headed straight to my classroom. I already want this day to end or end someone. That will surely bring me serenity.

I walked to the far end corner of my class, ignoring the bickering of my sweet classmates. How welcoming. I sat down on the seat and looked outside of the building, pushing myself to maintain the calm aura that I mask throughout the day for these fake species so they won't get suspicious and call me a freak.

Seriously they don't wanna go there and neither do I. I was so endorsed in the outside world that I was jerked up from my position on the seat when a seat screeched beside mine, situated way to close for my likening. I glared to the person trying to sit with me in this proximity and look who it is.

The same attractive hazel eyes muscular guy and now that I notice his whole personality is screaming bad boy with the whole slicked-back hair and a black leather jacket.

Yup! Definitely a bad boy.

"So, what's your name beautiful?" he smirked.

"Fck off. And why are you sitting so close to me? Move your chair" I deadpanned.

"Oh, so you are a feisty one? I like that princess. Daddy likes sexy kitten with claws" he whispered the last sentence in my ear with his hot breath fanning on my cheek.

I went rigid after hearing that word. Why did he say that? No. No, he can't say that.

Not that word. Not that word.

I abruptly moved my head sideways and faced him. This insanely attractive guy still had that smirk on his face. Hell, I'm desperate to wipe that off of him. I glared at him and with the intense demeanor I scowled, "DO. NOT. SAY. THAT. WORD."

That most certainly got his attention and he moved back to his seat creating a little space between us. I was fuming and clenched my fists so tight that my fingernails were slicing through my bones and almost draw blood from my palms when the teacher knocked on the door and entered the class and started going through the course, I focused on my notebook and calmed myself.

After my eventful morning (note the sarcasm) came the lunch and it was the break that I needed to shove all of the food. Boy, I was hungry. I walked in the cafeteria took some juice and sandwich and made my way towards a table. I can hear all these people taunting me and whispering about how skinny I was that I had long skinny legs and my long bony fingers are weird and that makes me a creep.

I ignored all of them because I don't wanna lash out on them and face consequences besides they won't be able to handle my wrath. Then they'll be dead. Do they want me to kill them? I can. I think I should follow one of them to their house and pay them a surprise visit. Yeah, I'll think about that one tonight. It will be amusing and this is a new town a little bit of fun won't hurt me. I don't care about others.

Finally, the school came to an end. I walked out of the doors as fast as possible because I cannot stay here for another minute. I walked around the neighborhood and came across a café who required some help.

I went in there the manager Sean was a good guy and offered me the job and told me to start working from the next day.

By the time I came to my house street, it was a little dark so I felt skeptical and almost ran towards my house.

I can feel someone's presence behind me but I ignored it and increase my pace. I breathe a sigh of relief when I reached my driveway I opened my front door and entered.

Okay, I'm safe.

He's not here. He doesn't know where I am. I am just being paranoid. I'm safe. I'm safe. I'm safe.

I entered my room and fell on my bed, drained of energy from today's events. I closed my eyes and my mind went towards those hazel eyes. They look so familiar. Why did he say that word? Could it be possible that he knows him?

No, I'm just overthinking it. That's just a simple word everyone says that. I jumped off my mattress and quickly changed into my pajamas and busied myself in homework. And then went into a deep slumber.