The Opposite of Attraction

Ever since grade four Damon and Sophia have been sworn enemies.

Now it's senior year and they're still throwing insult after insult at each other. Everyone knows that when they're in the same room all hell will break loose. Even the teachers knew not to put them in the same class.

Well at least all but one. Mr. Willis being the crazy teacher he is purposely choose these two to be in the same class. Everyone said that them being in the same room for a year would be a disaster waiting to happen.

What they all didn't expect was for Damon and Sophia to grow closer than ever.


11. 11

Sophia's P.O.V:

You know that feeling you get, when your alarm clock goes off on Monday morning? The feeling where your heart drops because you have to get up, get ready and see people. 

Well if you know that feeling then you know how I feel right now. 

I groaned as I blindly smashed my hand down onto my bedside table until I found my stupid alarm clock.

Why does school have to start so early? Can't it start at noon? That way everyone will get to sleep in and have a decent lunch before school.

But no. School had to start at 8:30 a.m. 

I hate being a teenager. 

When I finally got the energy, I got out of bed and took a shower. 

After blow drying and curling my hair I put on some mascara and lip gloss. 

Now it's clothes time. Why is it so difficult to pick out an outfit for school? 

My closet is filled with clothes to the point where it was so crammed that nothing else would be able to fit. 

But somehow I just couldn't find anything I wanted to wear. 

I wish I was a boy, all they have to do is throw on a t-shirt and jeans and BAM, they look hot. 

It took me close to twenty minuets to finally decide on what to wear. 

I made it simple, leggings with a black and white pattern, a black tank top and a white cardigan. 

I took one last look in the mirror before heading downstairs, school bag in hand.

I was greeted with the smell of pancakes once I entered the kitchen. 

Mom was there, cooking like usual, and to my surprise dad was sitting at the table reading the newspaper. 

Usually dad would have left for work and hour ago, so why he was sitting at the table was a mystery. 

"Good morning!" Mom sang. 

She sure is in a good mood.

"Morning." I mumbled back. 

I plopped down at the table beside dad as mom was putting the food on the table. 

"Smells delicious hun." Dad complimented mom. 

She smiled back at him and have him a peck on the cheek before sitting down across from us. 

While I stuffed my face with this heavenly food, mom and dad made small talk. Everything was so normal, except for the fact that Victoria wasn't sitting with us. 

Instead she was at the hospital, alone. 

I made a mental note to visit her today.

"Well I'm off to school." I announced once I was done eating. 

I got up and pecked mom and dad on the cheek before heading out the door. 

Then I hopped into my car and off the school I went.

- - - - - -

"He did what!" Garrett yelled after I told him what Dylan did at the party.

The murderous look on his face was truly terrifying.

"Calm down, everything fine now, we met up and straightened everything out already." I explained, placing a hand on his shoulder in hope of somehow calming him down. 

"So you guys are over." He asked, or more like stated.

I rolled my eyes, I knew this was coming. "He was drunk, you know people do stupid things when they're drunk. I told him that I wasn't sleeping with him anytime soon, and if he had a problem with that, than we're over. He said that he'll wait." I explained to Garrett, but I didn't exactly say we were together. 

"So you guys are still together?" He asked. 

I nodded my head yes. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he shouted. 

I let out a chuckle and shook my head, Garrett was the most dramatic person this world has ever held. 

"Everyone deserves a second chance." I told him sternly. 

"Oh so you think he should get a second chance? The guy who k-"

"Garrett, we agreed to never speak about that!" I yelled, cutting him off mid sentence. I knew what he was about to say, and I didn't like it.

I closed my eyes tight, trying hard to fight the memories that were trying to resurface. 

Images of his face, smiling, laughing, yelling, angry, murderous. 

"Shit Soph, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said anything." Garrett desperately apologized, thankfully breaking me out of my memories. 

"I need to go to class." I whispered, my voice cracking in the middle of the sentence.

Before Garrett could utter anymore apologies I hurried to my next class, Environmental awareness.

I was the first one there, since I practically ran here. 

Mr. Willis looked up at me in surprise, then smiled.

"Good morning Mrs. Mackenzie." He greeted. 

"Good morning." I mumbled back, not in the mood to talk to anyone. Right now I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. 

"How is the project coming along so far?" He asked, obviously not catching on to my antisocial mood.

I sighed. "Its going well so far." 

He gave me a nod of approval, and when back to whatever he was doing at his desk.

I let out a sigh of relief as I plopped down into my seat at the back.

A few minuets later students started to arrive. 

I was starting to think that Damon wouldn't show up since there was now only a minuet until the bell rang and every student except for him was in class.

My mood lifted slightly at the thought of not having to deal with the Devil today. 

But my hopes were crushed when, just as the bell rang, Damon slid into class. 

Now my mood was even worse than when I came into class. 

He didn't even spare me a look as he sat down, not that it bothered me or anything.

Mr. Willis started teaching, going on and on about different types of soil, but I want paying attention. 

I was too busy trying to figure out why Damon was acting so weird. 

He was sitting up straight in his desk, clearly tense, his jaw was tightly clenched and his hands were in fists. 

What the hell is his problem?

"My problem is you." He snapped in a whisper. 

Did I just say that out loud?

"You really are a freak. And yes, you did say that out loud." He answered.

I guess the conversation I had with Garrett and the memories it brought up really messed with my head. 

Instead of snapping at him for calling me a freak, I just ignored it and tried to pay attention to what Mr. Willis was saying. 

"You know, I don't understand you." Damon suddenly said, turning in his seat so he was fully facing me. 

I mirrored his actions so now we were sitting face to face. 

"What are you talking about?" I asked, more than a little confused. 

"Dylan almost rapes you and you're still with him? Seriously what's wrong with you?" He questioned, clearly irritated. 

"That's none of your business." I snapped. 

I didn't have to explain myself to him, or Garrett or anyone. 

"Oh but it is, ever since you came crying to me it's been my business." He shot back, a smug smile playing on his lips. 

"I didn't come crying to you, I bumped into you as I was crying and you decided to comfort me for whatever reason." I snapped defensively.

"I only comforted you because I felt bad for you." He mumbled, not meeting my eyes as his shoulders slumped in defeat. 

I smirked, knowing I clearly won this argument. 

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I said, using his words from yesterday.

He opened his mouth to argue more but Mr. Willis spoke up. 

"Mr. Blake, Mrs. Mackenzie, detention after school. I won't have you two disrupting my class with your arguing."

I glared my best death glare at Damon, silently blaming him, and he gladly shot back a glare of his own. 

"Now face the front and pay attention!" Mr. Willis snapped. 

We both quickly complied, frightened by Mr. Willis, since he never gets angry or snaps at students. 

Stupid Damon has to ruin everything.

First he ruins my home life by living right beside me, then he ruins my school life by attending the same school as me, and now he ruined my class time too! 

I hate him.

- - - - - - 

I decided to take a quick visit to the hospital during lunch, knowing that only Victoria will make my day better. And if I wanted to actually learn anything in the rest of today's classes, than I needed to be in a better mood. 

I smiled at the familiar receptionist named Emily when I came into the hospital. 

"Don't you have school young lady?" She scolded playfully. 

"I'm on lunch right now." I told her. 

"You're lucky this time. Now go on and see Tori, she's been wanting for you come by and visit." Emily told me, shooing me away. 

I laughed and nodded. 

Once I was in front of Tori's room I stopped. The hardest part about seeing her was always when I first entered the room and saw her, laying there, weak and bald. 

I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for what I would see, before opening her door and stepping inside the room. 

The room was like it always was, white and dull. The only thing that brightened the room was the girl sitting in bed.

Despite her sickness she was alway happy and full of smiles. Maybe its because she didn't fully understand how serious her disease is or maybe she's just a happy girl, either way she is an angel sent from heaven. 

"Hey Tori." I greeted her. 

She was sitting at the foot of her bed, watching some princess show, but when she heard my voice her show was forgotten and I was the only thing she was interested it. 

"Sissy!" She happily squealed. 

God I love this kid.

I ran over to her and gently scooped her up in my arms and hugged her. 

"I missed you." she said sadly, but there was still a happy smile on her face. 

"I missed you more princess Tori." I told her, tapping her nose playfully. 

She giggled and started squirming in my arms. 

I put her down on her bed and sat down beside her. 

"What are we watching?" I asked. 

"Beauty and the Beast!" She yelled in excitement.

"I love that movie!" I told her, meeting her excitement. 

Anyone who was around Tori for more than five minuets started acting excited about anything and everything, it was just a natural reaction to being around her.

That was one reason why I love her, she could make the saddest of people happy, and she could get anyone to love her. 

"Guess what?" She said, breaking me out of my thoughts. 

"What?" I asked. 

"Mommy and daddy are coming to see me today!" She squealed, bouncing in excitement. 

I wide smile grew on my face at her announcement. Mom and dad rarely visited her, since they were such busy people, so I'm glad they made the time to come see her today.

"Wow, you're a lucky girl." I told her. 

She nodded in agreement. 

I looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that I only had fifteen minuets before lunch ended. 

"Tori, I have to go now, but I promise I'll visit you very soon, okay?" 

She looked up at me with sad eyes, that look broke my heart. 

"Okay." She mumbled sadly. 

"And remember, mom and dad are coming today, so make sure to be good for them." I told her, giving her my best stern look. 

"Okay I promise." She told me in a happier tone. 

I got up and gave her a hug before making my way to the door to her room. 

"Love you sissy!" Tori called. 

A bittersweet smile formed into my face. 

"Love you too." I called back, then exited her room, closing the door behind me. 

It was always so hard to leave her, there in that boring, sad hospital room. 

A single tear ran down my cheek, but I didn't care. 

I numbly walked thought the hallways until I was back to the entrance of the hospital. 

I planned on talking to Emily for a minute but froze in my tracks, plans forgotten, when I saw someone I definitely wasn't expecting to be here. 


He was laughing at another guy, someone I recognized from the football team but didn't know the name of, who was clutching their clearly broken nose. 

When Damon saw me, his laughter came to a halt and a confused look took over his previously amused one.

At that moment my brain started functioning again, and I realized that Damon was currently seeing me at my most venerable.

I rushed out of the hospital, hoping that maybe Damon didn't recognize me, but I knew in the back of my mind that he did. 

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