Mixed up!

Another crazy way to stay up late and wake up late too was to think about someone that isn't thinking about you and that sucks like how Melissa has a small butt. She rolled off the bed most lazily she could think about and dashed into the bathroom, before she could pull off her clothes, her phone began to vibrate.

"Hey Mel" Sam giggled "We are close to your house, mind if we pick you up?".

Wow! gest today would be a great day after all. 

Melissa looked at the window to see if she could see any sign of them before replying.

"Hell yes!! She will be down soon".

Although she had many things to think about, like how do her losers' friends knew her house or how they got her phone number but the crazy one that kept on popping was Williams's reaction when she called him 'willy' two days ago. She enjoys sitting alone since she has not been at school after their little friendly Discussion but she can't just stand sitting alone, great news! She has a crush in her class the frontbencher 'Michael' a very sexy boy.

Unlike Williams, who looked too big to be in my class, taller than every other guy, thick voice, broad shoulders, jet black hair, and cute red lips, harsh, rude, and rough were another set of compliments and almost everyone was happy he hadn't shown up. 

Michael is a sweet-looking dude, jet black hair, not as tall and bold as my enemy but he has his own charisma. Everyone would want to be around him, everyone would love him, his smiles would make every stone heart melt! Melissa wished she could have some chat with him if she would be lucky to steal a few kisses.

  'In my dream ' she thought.

   Until he asked to drop her off at her house yesterday. She couldn't say no to such off! She jumped in.

   Melissa quickly got dressed in khaki sweatpants, white oversize polo, white canvass with a matching khaki head warmer, although it wasn't cold but she can't risk leaving her hair open. 

   

   At times she would want to dye her hair black but too pathetic, she could not. She just loves the color and it hurts that others don't see how unique it looks. 

   'That doesn't mean I wouldn't keep it covered and I hate myself more for that. She usually says.

   Immediately she dashed out of her room, Nikolas was about to set off his plate after eating. She looked at him in a way a person would look at a ghost then walked over to their half-empty fridge. 

     She grabbed junks she could eat on her ride to school.

  

   Although, Melissa Suggested she needed to start walking up on time so she could cook her meals herself or lose the four kilograms she had gained during these few days at school.

She literally despises the idea of being home with Nikolas. She was supposed to be like every normal person who just entered college. Was supposed to be in another apartment not to be in a rented apartment that her father would soon vacate.

Normally, Melissa was supposed to be with her unknown roommate, not still stuck with her father that looks like he was running away from someone. 

     That's creepy!

"Good morning Dad" she muttered, she noticed he stood up with the car key ignoring her greeting "Rest, my friends will come to pick me".

Just like Melissa lifted a weight off his shoulders, he grabbed a bottle of wine from a basket on the kitchen counter. She almost forgot he went to the store last night on his way back from work after she left him a note that they were out of milk and Hotdogs.

"Hey Melissa" Sam greeted her cheerfully, she opened the door smiling "you still want to keep staring at my old lady or hop in?".

Melissa giggled as she hopped in and greeted everyone also cheerfully following the vibe Sam introduce. The car look dupe, if it was a guy one would seriously have a huge crush on him, it was far better than Melissa's late mum's truck that her dad love to move about or his recent BMW she thought he stole.

"her name is creamy," Sam said tapping her car with her free hand "My dad gave it to me".

Melissa smiled shyly, she know she looked crazy but she never thought she wasn't the only one who give names to a non-living thing.

"You have plans for tomorrow?". Leah asked, "we want to go visit Sam's grandma so we are thinking to ask you to come with us".

Normally she'd say 'no thanks' and stay home all day but she have to move out too, she nodded vigorously as the three girls screamed in delight.

    

    "I have never been free in my entire life".

"You will love it" Molly squeak.

The ride to school appeared short, they were already enjoying the little all-girls party they were Planing to have at Sam's place.

    At first, it was confidential until Melissa agreed to dress to kill.

     It would be a pizza party, then horror movies and get drunk to bed which would be a very hard one for Melissa because she had never slept over at a friend's place or taken too much alcohol as planned.

They waved to each other and walked to their various class, strange, they kept on having the same lectures at the same time.

    Melissa knew she would definitely love that day. Although she had no idea how her first ballet dance would be like she was literally sure it was far better than being at her gym class in high school. And she would kill it, she would kill all the dance moves well.

"Hey pretty" Michael hugged her from behind "How was your night?".

"It was fine" she replied "But it would have been better if you didn't hug me from behind and have something I know nothing about stabbing me".

Michael froze, one could see embarrassment written all over his face as he held his crouched area. He looked round to see if someone was listening and he moved closer.

"It Won't happen again," he said smiled biting his low lips "But I bet your boyfriend must be so lucky to have you".

He took Melissa's free hand and kissed it without taking his eyes off her lips, she blushed badly. he took her bag as he lead her to the class.

    She wasn't sure if her timetable was correct but she can't imagine having two lectures almost at the same time! 

   'This is college, not high school!'

She mentally reminded herself she registered for her dance class double lesson a week to meet up where she think she need to amend.

"Would you believe if I say I saw you in my dreams last night" he grinned "you so beautiful that I begged to be your personal photographer".

  She nudged him and squeeze his nose, obviously blushing hard as he opened the door for her.

"Ladies first" he bowed slowly as she walked in "all hail the queen".

She began to laugh until tears came out of her eyes not long until she noticed someone near the only seat left for her, she wipe her eyes with the back of her palm to see the person well. 

It was Williams with his annoying girlfriend, Karen, shamelessly making out in the class. Her left foot was on the chair, her regular milkshake on the table while Williams held her second leg to balance her. He happen to see Melissa with the corner of his eyes and whispered something into Karen's ear, she stopped and they both looked in her direction.

Melissa stood still for a moment or so, she don't know if she was scared or angry and the way they were mischievously looking at her made her start to imagine the impossible. She gathered courage and walked to her seat, dropped her bag on her desk, and waited for Karen to remove her leg.

"This is my seat," she said politely "Can you please remove your leg from the chair so I can sit?".

Karen's blue boring eyes locked into hers for a minute then went back into making out with Williams. 

   Melissa felt rage flush through her as she tapped her Leg harshly causing Karen to scream dramatically as she jumped off Williams's body. The red hair rolled her eyes really hard that for a minute she thought they would roll back into her head.

Williams stood up grabbed the milkshake and attempt to walk away. Melissa felt fulfilled until she felt something cold-soaking her head warmer down to her face and polo, she looked up to see Williams had emptied the milkshake on her and Karen with her phone making video.

"Smile baby" She pouts "try not to cry".

   Mad Melissa went rigid refusing to look at them so the camera wouldn't catch her face. She slowly removed her head warmer, shaking her red curls in an attempt to get the mess off her hair.

"Don't be rude sweetheart" Williams held her jaw and twisted it towards Karen "You look great".

For all the wishes in this world, she wished for the earth to open and swallow her. She blinked countless times so the betraying tears in her eyes won't Fall but it did fall, rolling down carelessly like over rushing water tap. She winced, whimpering in pain as he pushed her face in an awkward direction.

   Melissa could vouch she heard her bone crack, she looked round to see other people starring like there was nothing odd going on.

    Michael's ears were covered with a wireless ear pod which made him not notice what was happening. Someone nudged him and looked in their direction, he rushed in her direction and covered her face with his broad chest.

Melissa could see Williams starring daggers at Michael from where her pathetic self hid through his armpit. He was eyeing Michael like the poor savior stole something from him, touched his sacred part or worst was holding Karen.

"Do not touch her Michael" he moved closer touching him on the shoulder "Keep your hands to yourself".

Michael chuckled, a dry one without any single atom of humor. He let go of me as he moved closer to Williams.

"Dad needs your attention favorite legitimate son" Michael snared "you should have known better than bulling girls".

Williams nodded twice, his face as hard steel  "Let's get out of here". He pulled Karen.

Embarrassment swim through Melissa as  Michael turned back to look at her face. She couldn't understand why she didn't try to defend herself instead, she just sat still crying as Michael engulf her more into his chest.

  

   Melissa went to the changing room to change her horrible-looking outfit to another horrible one. She was wearing a matching black baller outfit that was actually long sleeves, she wasn't too comfortable showing much skin until when it's actually needed. Although she also wore a nice pair of pants and bra just in case it rips.

   ' can't risk wearing one of my old undies, the ones I love to wear to sleep'.

"I better get a nice dancing coach or I quit for life," she said to herself as she attempt to tie her red curls in a ponytail.

Dancing and singing had been Melissa's thing since she was a baby, and she will never trade it for anything else.

"I am so sorry about what happened" Sam hugged her.

It was obvious she was crying because she was sniffing on Melissa's neck, her tears wetting her too. She pulled out slowly only to have Leah and Molly resume hugging. Melissa exhaled and relax, that was indeed what she had wanted for a long.

    A pain-killer hug.

"What happened Molly," Melissa asked, gently pushing her off "What happen?".

They looked at themselves surprisingly before casting Melissa's pitiful looks. If a look could impact a person's life she was sure she could be a baby, sucking a woman's breast.

"It's all over social media" Leah played with her fingers, Melissa discovered she does them when she feels something isn't right "Your video, with milkshake all over you and someone jerking your jaw".

Pure rage swept through Melissa's veins, she pulled her phone out of her pocket to see the video for herself, it really looked humiliating. 

   Melissa looked around the hall to see if she could get her eyes on Karen or Williams but didn't find them, then it came to her they could be in detention after what they did to her.

"Are they still in detention?". She stupidly asked.

   Still keeping her eyes on her phone, she felt the ground tumor as she silently wished it would open and swallow her, Karen and Williams.

"They never go to detention" Sam hesitated before she answered, "This is not high school, besides they are fucking each other so Williams would not let anything happen to his chic".

"No matter what he does?". Melissa asked.

"No matter what he does". She replied.

" Where are they" She muttered and watch all three-point towards the dancing hall "Perfect" she smirked as she storm there.

   All hell broke loose as she matched towards them like a warrior ready to take her reward. Even from the distance, she could see Karen in her perfect pink transparent baller outfit with Williams beside her both seemed to be enjoying themselves.

  With her own personal crew, Bea, Victoria, Veronica, and Anita, They were her loyal servants always everywhere she goes with their matching outfits. That very day, they wore pink and white, all the same except for their leader, her own was way too transparent because one could see her undies.

Why on earth is she not acting in a porn movie!

   It was like magic, or should one call it a dream come true.

Both of her hands were placed on Karen's chest, as Melissa pushed her with all her strength, she let out a piercing scream as her head smashed against the dancing mirror, pieces of glass were sent flying everywhere.

   Still, yet all she could see was red, she didn't care what Williams could do to her. He stood transfixed staring daggers into her innocent face.