The fight

HIGH SCHOOL REVENGE

BY HEARTCODE

CHAPTER 8: THE FIGHT

"Excuse me....do you know who you are talking to..... I raised my hand to cut him short as I spoke.

"Do I look like I fucking give a damn. You saw me coming and yet you stood like a statue. And you got the guts to say I need you on my fucking bed.

You must be daft or your brain molecules has been damaged beyond repair due to Blondie over here."

"How dare you...." Tracy started but I cut her off.

"If you know what's good for you, Blondie,you stay out of this." And you I said facing hotshot over here.

"Don't you dare look for my trouble,dearie because I can return it a thousand times more."

I said as I turned around to leave.

Adrian obviously angered,held my elbow and squeezed it tightly.

Without a second thought,I used my other hand to grab him and flip him like a pancake. He laid on the tiled floor groaning.

I could hear the gasps that came out from the increasing crowd.

OMG, she's strong, someone whispered.

The entourage that came with Adrian were all astonished, their mouths hanging out.

Who the fuck are you? Adrian groaned.

I placed my foot on his chest and said

"Tiana Cameron and don't you forget it."

I whisked away and headed to my locker. I punched in my combination code and it swung open.

Checking my timetable, I had maths and it starts like right now. I withdrawn my maths textbook, closed my locker and navigated the map trying to find my class.

Ten minutes later

I stood in front of the door, where the sign maths class was engraved in it. I paused to catch my breath and regain composure when I opened the door and entered. All the students, looked at me as if I was Indiana Jones entering the wrong place.

The teacher turned to face me, and she has a very visible frown scribbled all over her forehead. Do I look like I give a damn.

"Where are you coming from, young lady and why are you fifteen minutes late."

"Well obviously I am new and I had trouble finding my class."

"Oh, if that's the case. Why don't you introduce yourself to the class."

"I am Tiana. Hope we can become friends." I said inwardly gagging at the thought of being friends with any of this nincompoops.

"Tiana, you may seat down."

"Obviously you know your seat number."

"Yeah CA11"

"CA11?! Oh ok. It's right over there." The maths teacher who I had absolutely no idea what her name was pointed.

I looked and in that moment, my world came crashing down. Seating next to me was no other person than Romeo. I mean seriously why is he offering maths, what happened to music or literature or even drama. Why maths?! I cursed and grumbled as I made my way to the seat and sat down.

Romeo didn't even bother looking at me, his head remained face down and his headphones was on as usual.

Ok I know I don't want to be near you but at least you could spare me a glance. It wouldn't hurt or will your face turn ugly. Not that it's cute.

My thoughts went out of control once more. I was trying my very best to jot down the deviating junks that was being written on the board when my pen fell down and rolled near Romeo's seat.

Shit! I cursed as I searched my bag for another pen, nope. Not even a single fucking broken pen. I had no choice but to pick up the pen.

Although that headphones was on,and he appeared to be buried in sleep, Romeo had sensitive ears and he could hear anything no matter how faint it is, I knew this cause I grew up with him a long time ago.

I slowly bend down to pick up the pen which laid beside his table. After a fruitless struggle for about ten seconds, I finally got it. As I raised myself back up,my eyes landed on his lips and I froze. I subconsciously licked my lips as I wondered if he would taste the same way he did all those years ago.

No matter what,I couldn't tear my eyes from his lips. Thankfully we were the back benchers so the teacher couldn't see us.

Suddenly I felt his gaze on me and I looked up, his eyes were open, hesitantly and I had no idea what was going through his brain.

He was the only one apart from Drake who could shut me from his brain, and this was no exception. I blinked repeatedly and immediately returned to my position facing the blackboard trying to calm my racing heart.

How was he able to do this to me while doing exactly nothing. I really had to get myself under control.

The door opened again disrupting the ongoing lectures and those slugheads and microwaved bitches strutted in.

Shit! They had maths too.

Adrian was staggering a bit because of the pain he was in, and he was frowning as he sighted me.

I just smirked, Tracy the Blondie bitch was supporting him as he walked. What did Adrian see in that bitch already. What did she have that I didn't....... No no don't you dare think that. I cautioned myself.

Don't you dare go down that road. You can't actually be attracted to that...... The only reason you are thinking about him is because he's a small asshole with a big ego. That's it.

I said trying my very best not to murder him.

Orange is so not my color.