The boys

Dahlia's POV.

What if I told you that I preferred what my life was like a month ago compared to now.

Crazy right? Yeah, i know.

Two months ago, i had the choice of ignoring anyone who spoke to me. Not like anyone tried to speak to me. I was the weird nerdy girl in school, who wasn't up to standard.

That was why when Malik took interest, i began to think with my heart and not my head. I thought that with him, other people would begin to notice me.

After the incident with him, i just became more withdrawn and cancelled the idea of making any friend.

Now, everyone stared at me but not because they had begun to like or notice me, it was because i got involved in a dirty scandal.

One thing about people, one minute they're ignoring your existence, and then you commit one crime, the next minute they begin to treat you like the devil.

Remember Malik? He posted the video of us and i don't know how but he made sure the whole school saw it.

But why were they so cranky about it? wasn't that what couples in a relationship do?

It wasn't even like we had sex, we just made out.

This scandal made me the school's bad egg, but i didn't care. Attention was attention regardless of it's form.

I got my locker, and as usual there were fresh drawings of dicks, and vulgar words written on it.

Crazy freaks. I was used to all the bullying, so i just grabbed my books from the locker and headed straight to class.

Malik, and his friends stood in the hallway as I passed. It had become their daily routine to wait for me and make jokes about the viral video.

Like I said before, I was used to the taunting, and attention wasn't such a bad thing after all so to hell with them.

Chemistry class went by in a blur and I was more than grateful. The next thing to do on the timetable was sports.

Finally, a favourite.

After changing into my sports clothes, i went straight to the huge field.

Usually, I didn't do too much. I just ran tracks, skipped ropes, and swam.

I made sure to avoid places where I would run into Malik and his friends. I didn't care about them but at the same time I couldn't take on all three of them by myself. So, i had to be careful.

I sat on the bench closely observing the student on the field when my eyes found Malik.

The almighty Malik. The boy who once occupied my dreams, and thoughts. I remembered that i fell in love with sports because i always came here to watch him when he exercised.

I hated thinking about Junior high, I was so young yet I went through so much. So rather than relieving the trauma again I kept it locked in the deepest part of my heart.

Against my will, the tears pooled up in my eyes. I needed space.

The gym was probably the best place to go right now because of how empty and dark it was.

That was exactly what my soul looked like; Empty and dark.

I pulled the heavy, metal door of the gym without flinching. But something was different. The gym; It looked different.

The lights were on, and it smelt strongly of male cologne.

As I went further into the gym the smell became stronger, and then I heard voices.

I went in direction of the voice and I suddenly came to a halt because there was no way in hell that these boys were making out in a gym, not just any gym! The school's gym!

"What are you doing"? I asked in horror.

They quickly disengaged, and without another word the girls raced out of the gym while the boys stared at me, surprised.

"And you are"? They asked in unison before smirking sheepishly at each other.

I focused on the boys who looked very much alike. Aha! They were twins.

"Do you want a turn with us"? The one with jet black hair asked.

What was i saying? They both had jet black hair. Infact they were alike in every way. Hair, eyes, body build and even their mannerism were same.

Must heave taken years to achieve that.

"What! No! Ew".

"Quit playing, boys. You don't want to scare the little kitten away"?

One minute i was trying to wrap my head around these boy, and the next minute, i was staring at the perfect description of a greek god, and a third lookalike of the twins.

Were they triplets?

No, they couldn't be. He looked a little bit older than them, and more handsome.

Nope! I'm not daydreaming. Not again!

After Malik, i learnt never to fall for anyone who looked like a God. They were the worst kind of boys.

As he approached me with a cigarette stick hanging off his lips, i released a breath i didn't know i was holding.

Please, please control yourself. No more embarrassment remember? No more scandals. I kept chanting.

"You shouldn't be smoking in here". I said in a small voice.

What was wrong with me? I couldn't even look him in the eye.

He scoffed in reply."Let me guess, You're the goody two shoes who loves to follow every rule set for her"?

Goody two shoes? Far from that. If only he knew.

He bent to my level so he could properly stare at my face. "Are you going to report me"?

Silence.

He returned to his normal position. "I thought as much. Let's go boys, playtime is over".

They stared at each other and smirked again. A habit that annoyed me greatly.

What was so funny about this?

Just like their brother, they waltzed past me.

"See you around Kitten".

Oh lord, they didn't just call me kitten.