I quickly got up right after feeling Lauren tickle my foot.
"WAKE UP!" Lauren screamed in my ears and I woke up. I hate it whenever she screams in my ear.
"I'm up." I told her and got up. "Stop shouting in my ears." I demanded.
"So, tell me all about your love life." Lauren told me, emphasizing the 'all' and smirked. I rolled my eyes. "He's not my boyfriend, teasing me is one of things he likes to do."
"So you like him, don't you?" Lauren teased me. I strode away. "Not saying anything." I said. "You do!" She exclaimed, teasingly.
"I don't, alright?" I growled. "It's just that he's my bully, he bullies me everyday. So if you could, just shut up." I told her and she nodded.
I knew that she'd tell my parents after, because right after I took a shower and went down to eat my breakfast, I saw my dad with his arms crossed to his chest.
"Good Morning Dad." I greeted him and quickly sat down. Lauren told my stepmother too, but she was to cruel to care and obviously, she never cared about me.
"You're getting bullied in school?" My dad asked me.
"I do, why?" I answered back and he shook his head. "Why don't you fight back?" He told me. I couldn't believe these words my father said.
"I can't, I'm a nerd!" I exclaimed. "Just because you're a nerd doesn't mean you're a weakling." My dad explained. "Dad, I'm not a boy. Plus, my reputation to my teachers would decrease. So I'm not gonna start a fight, dad." I told him and he nodded.
"I understand. But don't ever let them do that to you, understand?" My father told me.
I nodded. Seriously, my father is nice to me, but the thing is, he isn't home a lot. Which is clearly a bad thing. My real mom is nice too but I didn't like the fact that she and my dad aren't together anymore, nor like each other anymore.
"Hurry up." He ordered and I ate hastily.
Right after that, I quickly grabbed my bag and drove my bike to school. I'm 30 minutes early, meaning I could just hang around with Casandra in the empty hallway where we always hang around. I parked my bike in the parking area and ran inside.
I walked to my locker and got my Science Book. While I was at it, I felt soft hands cover my eyes.
"Harry?" I called out and removed the hands from my eyes. I felt disappointment in me because I saw it was just Casandra who did it to me. "Oh, hey Casandra." I said cheerfully, trying to hide my disappointment.
"What did you mean by 'Harry'?" She asked me as she leaned in her locker. I knew how much she despised Harry ever since the incident in the 8th Grade occurred. "What happened with you and Harry yesterday anyways?" She asked me.
"Nothing really, but I could tell he would be nicer to me later on." I said and smiled. She let out a giggle.
"Let's go to the hallway we love to hang out in." She told me and I agreed. We walked to the empty hallway in which nobody ever bothered going to. I didn't understand why nobody goes here a lot, is it because it really was deserted or something?
I quickly sat down and leaned on the wall with Casandra right beside me.
"Tell me." She insisted and kept on pushing me.
"He just told me how gorgeous I was." I said and looked away, I felt myself turn red.
"Aw, you're blushing!" Casandra teased, pointing towards me. I playfully slapped her hand.
"Just shut up!" I said and we both laughed.
Her laugh, it was beautiful. It just made my lips curl into a smile.
"Harry?" I heard a voice from behind me. I was leaning on the wall which lead to the empty hallway where Acacia would mostly hang around in.
I turned around and saw Elizabeth standing there.
"Hey Liz." I greeted and kissed her.
"What are you doing here?" She asked me with her soft and gorgeous voice. "That hallway is where the whore and her nerdy friend always hang around in." She told me and rolled her eyes.
"I didn't know that." I lied. "I just spaced out, that's all."
"Good. I honestly thought you were eavesdropping them." Elizabeth admitted.
"Why would I?" I told her letting off a chuckle and kissed her nose. "You know, I wouldn't do that since I'm only in love with one person who is you." I told her.
"I know." She smiled and we strode off, hand in hand.
"So you like him, don't you?" Casandra asked me, nudging my shoulder. "I can't tell whether I do or I don't." I admitted. I wasn't really listening to Casandra that much, I was paying more attention to the mumbling voices that trailed away after a while.
"Hey, Acacia?" Casandra called out.
"Yeah?" I answered and looked at her. She looked at me worriedly.
"Most People don't want their own hearts to break, right?" Casandra said.
"I suppose, why?" I replied, confused.
"If Harry told you that he fell in love with you, would you believe in him?" Casandra asked. My heart skipped a beat and I could feel myself heating up.
"I think I would." I replied.
"What if he'll trick you like what happened to me in 8th Grade?" Casandra told me. "You know, you've got to make sure that he's telling the truth. He's a player Acacia. Falling in love with him would be a really bad decision."
"That's exactly what I'm afraid of." I admitted "That's why I don't wanna fall in love with him."
Casandra looked down and frowned.
"Besides, I won't fall in love with him. He's the one who makes me weaver and gives me pain." I cheered Casandra up.
"You're right." Casandra breathed out and got up. "We'll be late for Science Class. Let's just go and grab our book from our lockers and go to Science." She broke into a run.
I knew why Casandra was worried about me if I fell in love with Harry. Yes, Casandra is a caring friend and she doesn't want me to experience what she felt when she dated Harry. But, Harry said those words seriously. His eyes were 100% honest.
But what if he's just hitting on me?
I realized I was walking in Harry's direction. I used to be scared of going near him, but not anymore, I knew he would be different and nicer to me today because of yesterday.
I smiled at Harry but he just stick his leg out and made me trip. Damn, why did I trust him so much?
"What's with that, slut?" Harry said and I realized that Elizabeth was beside him along with his other friends.
"Stay away from my boyfriend, whore!" Elizabeth told me and Harry just walked away, but he glanced at me, with mournful eyes, as if he was apologizing. But I knew it was my imagination and I quickly got up to go to class.
Why? Why did I trust him so much? He's the bully, I must never have trusted him, nor fallen for him.