Falling for my nemesis part 1

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Chapter I


The room is deathly quiet.

what the hell is going on here.

I could have sworn this place was swarming with people a minute ago.

Now everyone's......... gone and the lights are out.

what is this? Some kind of bad horror movie?!

Wait what was that!

I hear footsteps resounding across the auditorium.

And they're coming towards me!!

So it is a bad horror movie!

"C'mon stop messing around," a stammer.

The footsteps are growing louder.

"Seriously this isn't funny, cut it out," is all I manage to yell before a hand is clamped over my mouth.

"Hey baby, whats shakin'." The lights suddenly come back on and I swing around to face my childhood tormentor.

"That wasn't funny Alex!" I shout indignantly

He smirks at me, "ahhh c'mon lighten up, you seem tense." He digs his fingers into my shoulder blades."Did your boyfriend dump you again?" he asks with a playful I-know-he-did-and-you-can't-lie-to-me grin on his face, "tsk tsk tsk, really Mitchy, you have horrible taste in men, when will you ever learn."

He stares at me with the smuggest look that makes me just want to punch him in the stomach. "For your information, not that it's any of your business who I date, It was a mutual break up no one 'dumped' anyone," I lie.

"I see. So he dumped you."he says with mock sympathy.

Damnit, I hate that he can read me like a book, I can never manage to lie to the bugger, at least not about my boyfriends, and it's getting on my last fucking nerve!

"It's none of your business! Leave me alone, go find some one else to pester."

"Oh Mitchy, dear sweet Mitchy, you know I can't do that. Your the only protagonist for me.

"Shove off"

"Ouch, can't take a joke I see."

I refuse to reply, turn on my heel and walk out of the auditorium. I hear no footsteps behind me so assume he's given up for today.

Now I'm sure your confused so I'll shed some light on that little incident you just witnessed. Alex and I have known each other since kindergarten. Weused to be best friends. Notice the emphasis onused (although I guess it's hard to miss). From kindergarten to about fifth grade we were inseparable (in a good way), but for some reason things turned sour in sixth grade. Thats when Alex changed. He started to tease me, pull my hair, take my books, and push me in the hallway. That continued until eighth grade and then he just kinda stopped being violent but would still tease me. Such as pulling stunts like the one you witnessed just now. We're still inseparable only now it's against my will.

I'm almost too my car when I finally notice the figure leaning on it.

"Get off my car, Alex." I say with as much calm in my voice as I can manage. Which mind you is not much.

How the heck did he get out here before me.

"But Mitchy I need a ride, my buddies left me hear all by my loan some." he does his best little-angel voice. Which sounds hilarious coming out of a guy thats six foot two and in no way shaped like an angle. No angel has that many angles