One Tear [On Hold]

Chapter 6

I was just in shock.

Strangely enough, the only thing that was going through my head was that he stole my first kiss.

He stole it, then he shoved it in the mud, jumped on it, spat at it, then showed it to me.

When someone does something like that, what would you do?

I lost it. I shoved him away as hard as I could, and he stumbled back, with shock clear in his eyes.

I wasn’t finished. I went up to him and slapped him, and finally my voice came back to me, “What the hell is wrong with you, you perv! You think you can just prance around kissing any girl you want to?! Well your wrong!” I slapped him, “You are the most conceited, stuck- up, full- of your- self, arrogant, pig headed, over confident, egotistical, proud, narcissistic, self-centred, selfish son of a …”

“Elizabeth!” exclaimed a voice belonging to Kasey interrupting my rant just before I declared Jacob a SOB and many more things.

I looked over to Kasey with my fist in the air and noticed that there was a crowd- and a rather large one- gathered around me and the jackass.

Looking back at Jacob, he actually looked shocked. He wasn’t exactly entitled to be the shocked one as I was the person that just got sexually and mentally abused and harassed all at once.

I didn’t even know him! I’d never spoken to him, and he has the nerve to kiss me!

I straightened up and walked over to Kasey, not even glancing back.

All throughout the rest of the day I was horrified.

His kiss’ side effects were starting get to me now.

I was just angry and sad- I didn’t know how to explain it. Just strange.

I continuously found myself unconsciously touching my lips, and would shake my head at myself.

You had one First Kiss- that’s why it was called ‘First Kiss’, and you would think that this very important and special kiss would be one that you actually shared by choice.

Not to some jerk who obviously thinks that every girl loves him, and goes around stealing your First Kiss.

He may not know it was my first kiss, but really what kind of weird ass psycho goes around randomly kissing someone?

Someone they barely know as well!

It was just insane! He was just insane.

I read about The First Kiss is so many novels and not once was it stolen.

It was sweet, full of love and passion, and just delicate.

They would wrap their arms around you and after what you would then call the ‘most magical moment of your life’ you would lay your head on their shoulder and ride off into the sunset- or something remotely romantic- not end up punching and slapping and shouting at the handsome and mysterious person- not that Jacob was handsome or mysterious in any proportion. Just aggravating.

He had that football jock build, blonde hair and blue eyes.

To me, a mysterious person usually had brown eyes, possibly even green.

I will admit, half the things I called him weren’t exactly true- actually, I couldn’t say that considering I didn’t know him that well.

He may well be proud and narcissistic and self-centred- I just didn’t know him well enough to actually call him that, but those were the words that came from my mouth.

Though, from what he said before he attacked me, I can probably say that he was at least half of the things I called him.

God knows from where the words came, but they just slipped out.

All of this made my last lesson and the lesson I was in right now so painfully slow.

I noticed people whispering whenever they saw me, but I stood tall.

I was proud of myself for throwing him some hits. I could care less what they thought.

“Miss Walker!” I jumped high in my seat, earning a few chuckles, I looked up to see my Physics teacher looking down at me with a frown, “We are waiting.”

I looked around the room, “I’m sorry-”

Eric caught my eye, he held up two fingers, “Two…?”

“What was that Miss Walker?”

“Two,” I repeated slightly louder.

She frowned, and turned back towards the class, “Yes, there are two ways to solve this problem.”

I let out a deep breath. I completely lost track of where I was. I didn’t even know what we were doing.

I mentally shook my head at myself and took a deep breath, concentrating back on the lesson.

I slammed my locker shut and shouldered my bag, turning around, I saw Eric heading my way.

I quickly walked the other way to my car.

All I was craving for was just a nice relaxing swim, so I went home to get my swimsuit.

I searched and searched through my closet for it, but I couldn’t find it.

I sighed as I picked up the only other swim clothing I had.

It was a one piece- it just had a hole in the middle of it- my stomach bare for everyone to see.

I think I should mention that I did not buy this piece of clothing- I have my very charming best friends to thank for that.

I sighed. I didn’t really have a choice- I really just wanted to have a nice swim.

I got to the pool and saw that the diving board was open.

I smiled. I loved the diving board.

I quickly got changed and headed over to the board.

I climbed up the ladder and walked to the end, I lifted up my arms, bent my knees-

“Elizabeth!” a voice called, “I just wanted-”

I whipped my head around to the person who called my name, and just as I did this, my foot slipped and I fell off the diving board, I heard a large slap as I hit the water and I felt my stomach burn.

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