How I’m obsessed

When two opposites clash together they automatically have negative thoughts about one another. They fight, they scream, and they torture each other, as if it where a game of war. But overtime will that hate develope into something beautiful? Or will the path of misery just continue?

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1. Chapter One

"Today is a gorgeous day." I thought nothing could ruin that day.

"It sure is." Naomi said agreeing. Naomi was one of the few people in my life that I could trust. She was my best friend, even though we fought every other Thursday. Naomi was the type who loved to be in control. Unfortunately so was I. 

"Woah woah woah! Who is that?" Naomi said with a whistle. She tilted her sunglasses down and stared toward a boy who looked unfamiliar to me. But might I say he was beautiful, and from that moment I knew I was going to spend the rest of my life avoiding him. He seemed like a push over and not worth my time. So I grabbed Naomi’s arm and dragged her away from the scene before she could start drooling. But for some reason I looked back at the boy, and caught him staring at me. I rolled my eyes and continued to drag Naomi towards class. 

At lunch they were serving my favorite. Macaroni cheese. Yum. So I grabbed my plate and took a seat next to Naomi, Justice, and Daffa. Whom where all my friends but Naomi was the best friend. I picked up my spork and scooped up a bite. Just before I took a bite I caught that new boy staring at me again. This   angered me. Didn’t he know it was rude to stare!? Geeze. "I’ll be right back." I told Naomi. I got up from the table and approached the boy. "Can I help you with anything? Did you lose something? Or are you just going to keep staring?" I snapped at him. "Just my heart." He replied. "Huh?" "You asked if I lost anything and I told you. I lost my heart." I scoffed. "Very funny. Ha. Ha. F****** Ha. Just stop staring at me, okay?"

"You got it, Princess." He says. "Ugh." I then turn my back on him and head back to my friends. 'Princess! How dare he call me Princess! I’m a warrior not a princess!!' I think. 

Later that day I am hit with the idea of revenge on that dumb pretty boy. ‘ It’s gonna be risky," I think, 'But if I get someone to do it just right it’ll be worth it... but who can pull it off?' "Jamie." I mumble. The end of the day bell rings and I immediately run to Jamie’s locker. "Hey Jamie!" Jamie scoffs and asks, "What is it this time?" "Oh you know, just a little revenge on pretty boy." Jamie smirks and asks, "Is it the new boy?" I nod. "Good." 

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