like a fish, her mouth forming a perfect O.
I patted her back, feeling pity. "I'll repeat again, just for you, Stacy. Nice boyfriend you've got here." She whimpered, sounding like a lost puppy.
All of a sudden, I remembered why I was here.
The sticky substance on my back.
I let go of Liam's extremely soft, warm hand and eyed the room for the item I needed.
Liam handed me exactly what I was looking for, with a knowing smile.
I approached Stacy, who was still frozen. Jonah had left her to hang out with random people. I tapped her shoulder, making her face me.
"What do you want from me, you monster!" she screeched.
I smiled a little, then poured the liquid I had in my hands on her hair. I was pretty sure Stacy's scream could be heard from China. I shrugged nonchalantly.
"Oops?" This time, the word came out of my mouth. I walked away.
"You're nothing but a little bitch. By the way, the Silent Freak is ugly, fat and disgusting. I know what you two have in common."
I stopped in my tracks. My eyes met Liam's, he was pleading me: Don't do anything stupid.
The pain that flickered in his sad eyes made me even madder. In a flash, I was in front of her again.
Her lips pulled up, evilly, knowing she'd won. "Excuse you, what did you just say?" I asked, my level of patience reaching its end.
"I said, you, Lena Winter, are a bitch. And the Silent Freak is the ugliest, most repulsive human I'd ever seen. That explains you getting along with him so well."
That was when my palm collided with her face.
"Listen right here, Stacy Hennings. If anyone's a bitch here, it's you. Liam Christopher Black is my best friend and the most amazing guy in the entire world. Insult him again, you'll have to cross me," I said calmly, while she was still clutching her now red cheek.
For the last time, and without turning back, I took Liam's hand and walked out the gym.
♥♥♥♥♥
Liam had been giving me looks ever since the incident at the gym. He was eyeing me with a judging look in his eyes, then shook his head. We were walking through the halls, heading for my locker. I hoped I'd find anything to wear. Frankly, the sticky substance on my back made my mood horrible.
"Liam! Stop looking at me like that!" I exclaimed, having had enough. He raised an eyebrow, then continued to stare at the cold, hard floor.
Fine, be like that.
I opened my locker, rummaging through it, wishing I'd be lucky enough to find an old shirt and sweatpants or something. Liam leaned against the locker beside me, observing me. I didn't take my eyes off the mess I call my locker.
"I mean, honestly, she ruined my dress and insulted me—" I half-yelled, talking to myself.
"—and she insulted you. She could've done anything else but that! You're my best friend, and a person I really care about, a-as a friend of course. No one gets away with—"
I was cut off by a peck on my cheek. I stopped, then turned to face him.
" Thank you," he mouthed, smiling at me. For a moment, I was so mesmerized by the way he'd smiled, that I just wanted to stay like this forever.
I shook my head to get a reality check.
"Liaaam, what am I going to wear now?" I whined, sounding like a little baby. He grinned, then typed something on his phone.
" Stay like this, you still look beautiful."
I blushed, and looked at him through my eyelashes.
"Really?" I asked, biting my lip. He nodded, still smiling at me. I took my coat out and wrapped it around myself, my skin suddenly feeling a lot colder.
"What shall we do now, peanut?" I asked.
A twinkle appeared in his eye. Before I could even process what was happening, Liam was running and carrying me at the same time.
"LIAM CHRISTOPHER BLACK! PUT ME DOWN, NOW." But my pleas did nothing. I closed my eyes, and got comfortable.
Might as well get something out of it,
I patted her back, feeling pity. "I'll repeat again, just for you, Stacy. Nice boyfriend you've got here." She whimpered, sounding like a lost puppy.
All of a sudden, I remembered why I was here.
The sticky substance on my back.
I let go of Liam's extremely soft, warm hand and eyed the room for the item I needed.
Liam handed me exactly what I was looking for, with a knowing smile.
I approached Stacy, who was still frozen. Jonah had left her to hang out with random people. I tapped her shoulder, making her face me.
"What do you want from me, you monster!" she screeched.
I smiled a little, then poured the liquid I had in my hands on her hair. I was pretty sure Stacy's scream could be heard from China. I shrugged nonchalantly.
"Oops?" This time, the word came out of my mouth. I walked away.
"You're nothing but a little bitch. By the way, the Silent Freak is ugly, fat and disgusting. I know what you two have in common."
I stopped in my tracks. My eyes met Liam's, he was pleading me: Don't do anything stupid.
The pain that flickered in his sad eyes made me even madder. In a flash, I was in front of her again.
Her lips pulled up, evilly, knowing she'd won. "Excuse you, what did you just say?" I asked, my level of patience reaching its end.
"I said, you, Lena Winter, are a bitch. And the Silent Freak is the ugliest, most repulsive human I'd ever seen. That explains you getting along with him so well."
That was when my palm collided with her face.
"Listen right here, Stacy Hennings. If anyone's a bitch here, it's you. Liam Christopher Black is my best friend and the most amazing guy in the entire world. Insult him again, you'll have to cross me," I said calmly, while she was still clutching her now red cheek.
For the last time, and without turning back, I took Liam's hand and walked out the gym.
♥♥♥♥♥
Liam had been giving me looks ever since the incident at the gym. He was eyeing me with a judging look in his eyes, then shook his head. We were walking through the halls, heading for my locker. I hoped I'd find anything to wear. Frankly, the sticky substance on my back made my mood horrible.
"Liam! Stop looking at me like that!" I exclaimed, having had enough. He raised an eyebrow, then continued to stare at the cold, hard floor.
Fine, be like that.
I opened my locker, rummaging through it, wishing I'd be lucky enough to find an old shirt and sweatpants or something. Liam leaned against the locker beside me, observing me. I didn't take my eyes off the mess I call my locker.
"I mean, honestly, she ruined my dress and insulted me—" I half-yelled, talking to myself.
"—and she insulted you. She could've done anything else but that! You're my best friend, and a person I really care about, a-as a friend of course. No one gets away with—"
I was cut off by a peck on my cheek. I stopped, then turned to face him.
" Thank you," he mouthed, smiling at me. For a moment, I was so mesmerized by the way he'd smiled, that I just wanted to stay like this forever.
I shook my head to get a reality check.
"Liaaam, what am I going to wear now?" I whined, sounding like a little baby. He grinned, then typed something on his phone.
" Stay like this, you still look beautiful."
I blushed, and looked at him through my eyelashes.
"Really?" I asked, biting my lip. He nodded, still smiling at me. I took my coat out and wrapped it around myself, my skin suddenly feeling a lot colder.
"What shall we do now, peanut?" I asked.
A twinkle appeared in his eye. Before I could even process what was happening, Liam was running and carrying me at the same time.
"LIAM CHRISTOPHER BLACK! PUT ME DOWN, NOW." But my pleas did nothing. I closed my eyes, and got comfortable.
Might as well get something out of it,
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