After the lunch break:
Emily: Chris, what happened huh?
Chris: nothing!
Emily then said nothing and just gave him a look of concern. Chris shrugged and admitted, 'Well, you know....it's Avan...., no matter however a girl maybe, be a total bitch or a plain Jane, but they all would drool over me and would want to have me. But.....' he hesitated, but went on, 'Avan? She seems to not only want to show no interest in me but she also gives me one of her disgusted looks.'
Emily squinted her eyes and burst out laughing, ''so? That's hurting your ego huh?'' and hugged him.
Chris mumbled under his breath as if he accepted it, 'maybe.'
Next day:
Avan's POV-
(at the student locker area)...hmmm wait! Is that Chris leaning against my locker and kissing that blonde, Isabella? Alright, so they kissed and made up. *sigh*
BUT, AGAINST MY LOCKER? WHAT THE HELL?
I literally was furious and shouted, ''CHRIS ADAMS!!!''
He turned towards me looking groggy........''what?''
WHAT? HE ASKS ME 'WHAT'?..... ''DO THAT STUFF ANYWHERE BUT NOT WHILE LEANING AGAINST MY LOCKER!'' I shouted out loud and stressed at each and every word.
Isabella, spoke, ''just get the hell out of here......'' she breathed again, totally understandable, the kiss might have been really long....huh, '' if you don't get guys liking you..... does not mean you ruin my ...'' she had that sweet voice that was totally fake. Just like when sluts talk? I immediately cut her off and said ''ruin your sex life in the locker area? You think I am jealous of you just because some RANDOM guy does not touch my asset in public? then you for sure are mistaken", I heard some people chuckling for a second or two.
She then looked away from Chris and titled her head right while giving away a look that said as if 'I will kill you.'
I raised an eyebrow and gave her one of those looks 'if you don't move in the next second am sure gonna beat you up to death'
She did move. ''GOOD!''
''Bitch!!'', she called me as soon as I was about to open the locker, and guess what? I didn't even have to answer back; the locker door hit her on the side of her face.
'Owwwwwwwwww', she began crying. She even cried fake.
I grinned and laughed, but immediately stopped. Am such a sadist! What's with me? But anyways she deserved it, I argued with myself.
Chris POV:
I just stood all the while, looking at the brains and beauty fight! Must admit, I enjoyed every bit.
Avan began walking by and I can't believe it, I followed her leaving behind that silly crying kitten.
''Hey.....nice hun'' I complimented her.
She gave me that pissed off look and said, ''you happy about whatever I did to her?''
Honestly, to this I had no reply, I didn't know myself.
''I thought you would be mad at me because I insulted that pig and hit her by mistake at her face. Now that would mean, you can't eat her mouth....'' She went on so fast that my ears went deaf and I just kept looking at her eyes. There was something great and different about those round dark brown eyes. Why didn't I see this before? But she was good looking.... Actually cute. If she did put on some of the grease paint on her face just like the rest of girls, she would have been gorgeous! Still, she's better natural with those long, medium golden brown colour hair that's tied up all together in a pony. Her lips were neither small nor too big for her face, they were perfect and beautiful. How come, I didn't notice it earlier?
Wait! She's got a great body, or so I guess, can't be sure as she has worn that slouch sort of jeans and light cream sateen blouse that was extra large for her size.
''what are you staring at?'' She asked as if she was about to hit me. I smirked and she looked away.
Avan's POV:
That smirk of his, so sexy! Better never look at him.
I stopped and for the last time or so I thought, looked at him straight in the eyes and told him, ''why don't you just GO? Stop irritating me!''
''I have a reason you see, but first, why don't we be friends?' he said it so softly and sincerely.
Shocked, I asked him ''me? Alright, you got me wrong. Am not the one who would go about making out with you.''
I had expected him to say something stupid but he looked shocked himself and said, ''wh...what? I'm asking you to be my friend, not asking you to..... Don't you know the difference?''
Feeling embarrassed I said, ''I am sorry......but I don't know what to even think about it. I mean, firstly I don't make friends just like that...secondly, I don't know if I even like you as a person, honestly!''
He looked as if he was about to say something, but then stopped and started again, 'I too want to know, how can some girl not like me. Really! It's frustrating' he stared down at the ground and looked up, ''why don't you give it a try? I can assure you, I would never ever disappoint you as a friend." He may have sensed my hesitation, " Alright, don't be a friend, but don't ignore me or at least try not disliking me, maybe then we could begin being friends'', he suggested.
Then suddenly I see Isabella coming. She wraps her hand around Chris's neck and stands to listen to what we are talking.
''err.....Isabella? I'd appreciate it if you could leave us alone to talk for sometime.'' Chris told her. I don't know why, but I smiled real wide.
''no, I too want to listen to how you get this human to say sorry to me..,'' she raised her head.
''we weren't talking about any unimportant stuff.....'' Chris replied with a crooked smile. Sexy....okay, as if I care!
Isabella took few steps back just to lean against the wall across us. I really got to admire these people! They are so adamant about making a fool out of themselves.
''okay, and ummm yea, since NMU focuses on extracurricular and recreational activities, you must take up any of the following sports and some other activity. But sports is a must. Any.' Chris said showing me a paper.
I went through the activites:
Drawing/Painting-I already did sketching myself, so it's better if I did something else.
Creative writing-mhmm....not bad
Dancing (10 different styles)-I did love dancing, and I danced pretty well. Something new?
Musical instruments-not interested
Singing-embarrassing
Oratory-with me only blabbering and rest placing their eyes on me or yawning .....No ways!
Cooking-that's so easy.
Dramatics-now that's what I would opt for.
Fashion Designing-...
Just then Isabella barked, ''ask her to join fashion designing, she really needs it. Look at what she's wearing,'' and she laughed along with everyone around.
It hurt me definitely, and Chris? I stared at him for support. But nothing came from him.
Finally I said loud....real loud, ''yes since fashion designing classes need students who WEAR CLOTHES for them to design on, it does not SUIT YOU.'' With this I heard even a greater roar of laughter.
