The Revenge Artist will do it for you (On Hold)

The Revenge Artist will do it for you (Prologue)

"Come on,”  I said while linking her arms with mine.”Let's go the lunch room. I'm starving.”

She grinned maniacally and rubbed her stomach with her free hand, "Rubba dub dub let's grab some grub."

Talk about about dorkiness at an extreme level.

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"Ave! Hey Ave! Earth to Avery! Yoohoo!" Natalie said while waving her hands in front of me.

I was looking dreamily at the popular table where Preston was sitting. He was laughing and joking around with his friends as though he was having the time of her life. Deana, the most popular girl in school, was there too. She was laughing what Preston was saying. God I didn't know why he was friends with that stupid girl. All she ever did was flirt around with boys and order them around like some lap dog. But who could resist her? She was after all gorgeous with that blond crowning glory of hers. Not to mention that snarky attitude  which irked me to all things that was holy.

I felt someone flicked my nose and I was ripped out from my thoughts. I snapped my head back and saw Natalie giving me an annoyed look.

I smiled at her apologetically. "Sorry Nat," I said sheepishly.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah. Totally understandable. You were looking at Mr. Douchebag over there like a love struck fan," she said sarcastically.

I frowned. "I'm not a love struck fan Nat."

"Whatever,” she said as she rolled her eyes again for the umpteenth time today. If she kept doing that, for sure she was going to be crossed eyed for life.” What do you see in him anyway? He's just some trying hard wannabe cool guy and it annoys me," she sneered as he looked at Preston in disgust.

"Nat, he's not trying hard. Look at him! Ain't he gorgeous?" I said dreamily as I looked over again at the popular table and saw Deana giggling. She saw me looking and she then smirked as she leaned on Preston's ear to whisper something. He grinned, clearly pleased on whatever she said to him and stood up from his seat. He picked up his soda and started walking to our direction with a breathtaking smile plastered on his face.

Oh my god.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

My eyes bugged out and turned my head hastily to look at Natalie with a panic look. "Nat, Preston's coming over to our table. What should I do?" I scrambled to fix myself and see if I looked alright but what the hell, who am I kidding of course I didn’t look spiffy right now.

She shrugged, not caring about my current nervous breakdown as she continued to eat her lunch. "I dunno."

I scowled. "Not helping Nat,” I snapped at her while smacking the back of her head, making her glare right back at me. “Come on. Be my wing man," I pleaded to her with my puppy dog face.

She grimaced as took in my pleading face. "Don't give me that look Ave. You're killing me," she complained.

I glanced back and saw Preston was almost at our table then turned my head again to Natalie with another pleading look. "Come on Nat! He's almost here! Quick! What should I do?"

She was about to say something but was cut off by Preston's cute voice. "Hey Avery!" he said chirped.

I blinked. Holy crap noodles.

"Hey Preston." I said shyly.

He smiled as turned on his charm. "I just wanted to come over and say I'm sorry for shoving you in the hallway. It was rude of me."

What? He was apologizing? To me?

I glanced over at Natalie and gave her a disbelieving look and I caught her mirroring mine as well. For some reason, I convinced myself I was in some parallel universe where everything was honky dory or better yet, in a twilight zone. Preston was apologizing to me, Avery, a nobody.

"I-t-t's was nothing. Really. Accidents happen all the time." I said trying to sound nonchalant but failed miserably.

He frowned. "Oh no no. I was really rude. I want to make it up to you."

"Uh what?"

"I'm giving you a peace offering. Here,” Preston thrusted the soda cup to my face, “ this soda is for you. This is my way of saying sorry," he said, smiling breathtakingly.

I gulped and smiled shyly. Never in a million years would Preston show compassion towards a nobody like me but I was going to soak this up like a sponge, living the moment. I reached my hand to take the drink from his hands but all of sudden, he jerked the cup back and dumped the soda on my head.

The cool soda rolled to my face down to the crook of my neck all the way to my shirt. I was totally covered with cool sticky soda I was not even aware that most of the people in the lunch room were laughing at my expense.

I looked up and saw Preston laughing like a hyena. How could he do this to me? I thought he was being nice. I scanned the room for  Deana. She was smirking at me.

I lifted my head up, "I thought you were apologizing?" I said with a small voice.

He scoffed, "Please! Why would I apologize to some nobody? You shouldn't be here. Hell, you shouldn't be alive! You are just a waste of space."

At this point my eyes were brimming in tears with this humiliation. I've been duped.

I felt someone wrapping their arm around me. I looked up and saw Natalie giving me a sympathetic smile. I didn't want to be sympathized. I didn't need pity.

"Let's get you cleaned up." She said softly.

I just numbly nodded and stood up and walked with her. We passed by Preston who was still laughing but I didn't have the energy to look at him.

"You know what Preston, you are such jerk." Natalie growled.

Preston snorted, "Tell me something I don't know dike."

"What did you say?" she snarled. She unwrapped herself from me and charged at Preston but I wasn't having that. I grabbed Natalie's arm to stop her.

"Nat, stop." I said.

She snapped her head to me and scowled, "That douche just called me a dike!"

I looked over at Preston and frowned, "It's not worth. Just let it go."

"But but..."

I cut her off, "Let's just get out of here."

She heaved a heavy sighed and nodded. She wrapped her arms around me and led me out of the lunchroom. I could still hear their loud laughter.

I just shook my head.

Someday Preston.

You'll get what you derserve.

Like they say, Payback's a bitch.