Changing Him

Chapter 3 - I'm Sorry, Alice.

The car was really cool; but it doesn’t change the fact that James is a douche bag.  It had pure Italian leather seats, a lemon scented air freshener, and a manly box full of R&B, Pop, and Hip Hop CDs.

The car moved and before I know it, we were making our way to school. Just as we stopped on a red light, a few feet from school, I muttered;

“Just drop me here.” I said as I looked throughout the window.

He shot me a look. “Why?” Isn’t it obvious? I can’t stand forcing myself not to punch you. Nor kill you for that matter.

I rolled my eyes. “Because I don’t want people to know that I was with you.”

He shot me an amused look and said. “Don’t you think that sentence should be vice versa?”

I shook my head and untangled my seatbelt.  “Open the door.” I commanded with attitude.

“No. “He said firmly. That was weird. He looked serious. But the sarcastic look in his eyes told me clearly that he’s just acting.

“Why? Didn’t you say it should be vice versa? You’re getting a win-win situation here.” I explained.

“It’s raining.” He says as the red light turns into green. He stepped on the accelerator and we zoomed off.

“I hate you.” I muttered quietly, attempting to not let him hear it.                                                                           

“I hate you more.” He says as he smiles. Fail.

“I hate you most.” I said as I felt the urge to stick my tongue out. I smiled devilish.

“You just got pawned.” I said, grinning hysterically. He just stood silent, accepting his defeat and I smiled just like I ruled the world. This might not be bad after all. We were now entering Golden State High. We had “Polly the Goat” for a mascot. Isn’t it charming? A goat for a mascot. Our school had this cheer;

Go, Go Golly! Go, Go ,Go Golly! Insert a really weird goat noise here.

It’s pretty weird, but don’t get me wrong; I’m proud to be a Polly-ion.  He parked somewhere near the crowd. Great, now this creeper is going to humiliate me again. He unlocked the door and I managed to get out stumbling because of the high elongated step of the SUV. I slammed the door violently and looked down to check if I haven’t dropped anything. I looked up and noticed that they were all staring at us. He went up beside me and shouted. “Don’t worry guys, She’s just trying to squeeze herself at me so that she can become popular” The crowds went wild. I looked at him and said.

“James; that hurt more than I expected it would.” And then I went straight to the hallway and left him there dumbfounded. He wants war? He’ll get a war. I didn’t hold back a tear because I knew exactly what he’s going to do.

***

The classes happened all too quickly, and all of the sudden, it was now lunchtime. I still didn’t forget what James did to embarrass me in front of the whole school. What a jerk. As soon as the bell rang, I hurriedly scooped my books and returned it to my locker. My locker looked like a normal one, but inside, it sprinkled and shined. I like how it all fits. I looked at the mirror and saw my normal self. I smiled a little bit when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around and I saw a dirty blonde haired girl wearing a sweater, some classic black cargo pants and some Converse shoes.

“Hey Mint.” I said smiling a little. Mint was my best friend since 2nd grade. I love her. We linked our arms together and went our way to the cafeteria. When we got there I automatically put out a blue cafeteria tray and gave it to the old fat lunch lady; Miss Holmes. I smiled at her and said.