Broke My Heart

"You are such a nerd." Anna and stace complaint to me. It was lunch time and we were sitting in our usual seats. The whole cafeteria was full of people and I could hear the chitter chatter of everyone as I put the notebook aside."No I'm not!" I protested."Yeah? I don't recall anyone being stupid enough to study during lunch." Stace rolled her eyes at me."Hey! Don't say that. I'm not stupid! And what is it with you and the others calling me nerd? Let me make it clear, I AM NOT A NERD. God! Can this day get any worse?"I swear I could see Anna and Stace watching me a little scared at my sudden burst of emotions. But you can't blame me! I don't like when people assume I am a nerd, just because I was reading something or the fact that I like maths."Relax girl, we were just kidding...Not really," I glared at her at this, "but yeah, as long as you say you are not a nerd. You aren't, okay?" She paused to look at me approving her, "But who is this 'oth

"Yes, I won!" I turned towards a very excited Evan. "It's heads!" He hooted, doing a happy little dance. Damien made a face, "Fine, we'll take your car." Evan leads us to his expensive black car, letting us know he was rich. I knew already. But I wish he was as rich from heart as he was using his parents money. Upon reaching the car he turned towards me, "I'll drive..while you'll sit in the passengers' seat," then looking at Damien he added, "And as for him, he can sit wherever he wants to sit." Damien snorted, "Li is not sitting with you, and if she is sitting in there then I'm the one who's driving." "No, I'm driving and 'Li'," He said Li in quotation with his hands, "is going to sit with me." They both glared at each other. Seriously? Can't they maintain peace for like what-- I checked my watch-- about ten minutes? Is it so difficult to keep themselves from fighting? Will they only stop after I ACTUALLY start shippin

I was riding a horse. The airbrushing against my face-- so soothing. There was no one to irritate me. No one to annoy me. Get on my nerves. I was finally alone and in peace. Far away from the cruel world. Wanting to live here forever until my face was splashed with water. What the heck? I snapped my eyes open and sat straight in bed while taking deep breaths. I looked around and noticed all my sheets and covers were covered in water. Not to mention that I had practically taken a shower in bed. "Good morning sleepyhead," Joey said amused grabbing my attention to him. Of course, it had to be him. Nobody hates me as much as him. Nobody would do this to me as him. I sat up straight, "You came?" He grinned and stretched his arms, "One and only." "But why?" I groaned rubbing my eyes. "To spend some time with my cousin." He stated as a matter of fact. "Spend some time," I mocked him, "more likely to torture me." "That'

I was sitting on the sofa with my legs propped up on the table in front of me. I was watching some show when Dad came and stood in between me and the tv. I raised my eyebrows at him in a questioning way. "Honey, your mom and I are going on a date," Dad told me. I removed my legs from the table and stood up. It was kind of a ritual for them to go on a date once a week. They were the definition of a perfect couple, making me want to have what they have someday. But if only... I would trust someone. Dad was telling me about all his plans for the date when it struck me. If mom and Dad were going out on a date that means...Oh no. Not happening.  I'll have to spend the rest of the night with Joey? I don't want to. It will be hell... I can sense it. But of course, I cannot tell that to my parents and make them miss their date.  I nodded at him and

"Damien! Joey is not in the room!" I frantically looked around his room.  Heck! Even below his bed! But he was nowhere to be seen. I promise, the first thing I will be doing in the morning is punching him in the face when he would be all in his senses. I faced towards his bed. And took a deep breath to shout again for Damien. "Dam-" Suddenly I felt a hand clamp on my mouth from behind me. I struggled in the person's arms. I don't want to get freaking kidnapped! But the person was not ready to leave me. I felt him lean... and now I could feel his breath against my ear. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything I kicked him.  The person groaned in pain, "God damnit, Applepie!! Are you sure you did not hit your head?! You just fucking kicked me! And before that you were shouting like an idiot!" Joey.