Chapter 13

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Feather After // Chapter 13 // Upper Lips And Hypocrisy
(Brielle as Veronica Hudson)

Aria's POV

What was I supposed to do? Say hi to him and tell him it's nice to meet him. Everything strange had to happen with me. Now this damn guy was irritating me which was highly irrelevant because we just met a few days ago.

"So now that you have found your family. I will go. It was nice meeting you though," I said and turned around. I had to get away. That was good for me, at least. I turned around and started walking the other way. I knew that it had taken quite an effort to make that little girl trust me but then he bought the worst in me.

I walked a few steps. I hoped just a little bit that he would stop me but he didn't so, maybe after being a little disappointed I started walking faster. I reached the end of the hall and was very near the door of the school. I wanted to look behind so badly. I wanted to look at him one last time.

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I turned around and saw nobody there. My heart was filled with disappointment. I wish I could just see him once. I didn't want to be near him but at the same time, I didn't want to be away from him as well. Pretty messed up, I know.

I walked out of the school, trying to forget about it. It was nothing just stress. I walked out and suddenly remembered I need to tuck the paper of my incomplete poetry in the book. I went inside a school again but this time avoiding then route to the gym, I took a long way, the safer way.

I walked into the library and tucked the poetry in one of the romance books and walked out, making sure that nobody saw me doing that. I didn't want anyone to know my relationship with the anonymous person.

I walked out the school the only difference was that last time I was waking out with a little hope but this time only disappointment not in him but in myself for expecting so much from him.

What if he helped you on your feet? What if he wiped your nose? What if he once smiled at you? That did not mean that he liked me right? There were so many girls that liked him maybe I was one of them. His stupid secret admirer and I couldn't even do anything about it. I was as helpless as I could be and there was no way by which I could stop feeling that way about him.

I was now walking on the pavement of the school which means I was out of the school. I was so lost in my world that I didn't even look for him. Maybe it was good in a way.

"Aria! Aria!" I heard someone say. I instantly recognized that voice. My heart started to beat faster. Adrenaline rushed in my blood making me aware of everything around me now. It was strange but great all at the same time.

It was strange how a little bit of him could do so much to me.

I turned around and saw Ignatius walking up to me. He was away from me but he was close enough to make me feel baffled. He was wearing light grey color pants which men wore to emphasize their dicks of Instagram and a black shirt. It was a weird combination but it looked great on him. His sister was behind him.

"What?" I asked him, he looked at me and kept looking at me.

"What?" I said again and suddenly his expressionless face turned into an amused one.

"You look so confused. As if-"

"Did I ask you, what I looked like? No. Is there anything you want to say? I have more important work to do than to listen to your commentary." I interrupted him. I was in no mood to take his shit.

"I actually wanted to tell you something," he said and fiddled with his hand.

"What?" I said and crossed my hand.

"Please get your upper lips done."

"What?" I was shocked? My hands flew up and my fingers touched my lips. I was beyond angry now. How dare he do that to me? It was so stupid of me to believe that he wanted something sensible.

"Anything else? Why don't you mind your own business? That would be nice of you. My upper lips are done. And it's no harm to have hair here and there. Your hair makes you more masculine and my hair makes me less feminine. Shut up! Don't say this nonsense to me ever again. Do you get it? Other girls may take it but I wouldn't. Oh you must be so used to girls licking your shoes that you don't know what the real world looks like do you? But let me tell you something. Step out of your little world because no one gives a damn about what you do or say. Certainly not me!"

"You girls are hypocrites, first you talk about equality then you say if we point hair, we are not feminist and then you get it done on your own." His words made me feel something inside. There was something about Ignatius that I had noticed, and it had been very prominent from the very beginning. He spoke less but meant everything he said. He was a man of his words. And that was the only thing that I found attractive in him, everything else was overshadowed in his ego.

"Are you done insulting me?" I asked an eye him up and down. There was a sudden change in his behavior. He turned around and looked at something. And he turned back his face to me.

"Listen, this was all rubbish. The problem is that my little sister here wants you to join in. She is hungry and we are going to get something in her little tummy. I know she wants you to go but I can't let her know that I asked you. So please come with us. We will go to a small cafe. She will get her favorite cookie and I will drop you back. Please come with us, not for me, but for her." He said and I felt like my eyes would pop out any moment. Did he just ask for a favor from me?

In the next few moments, I found myself sitting in the back seat next to her sister in the car.

"Why don't you sit in the front? It will make me look like a driver." Ignatius groaned.

I giggled and gave a high five to his little sister. "So what is your name?" I asked her.

"Ver-o-ni-ka," she said and looked at Ignatius.

"That's the correct pronunciation. Great job," Ignatius praised and looked her from the rare view mirror.

"So what you like?" She asked me.

"Well, what she means to ask you is that what will you like to eat there?" Ignatius translated her question to me.

"What will you have?" I asked her.

"Cookie and milk. Nat eat it too." She smiled at me.

"Then I will have that as well."

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