Marissa, the school's ice queen lived with her father and stepmother all these years. Her stepmother only wanted her father's wealth and kept Marissa isolated all these years. Years later, the school's head cheerleader befriended the lonesome Mariss...
I was at the meeting, to plan for this Christmas party I had no intention of going to. I was early and bored out of my mind. If I ever had free time, I would always distract myself with books or something educational to read.
By being deprived of anything considered fun for this long, it had helped me get in tune with my so-called nerdy side. It's a little surprising considering I didn't look the part. I'd be what anyone would call a 'stuck up bitch' in the sense of outer appearance, excuse the language.
It's not that I want to be this person but I don't have a choice in the matter. It's either this or let everyone know that I was actually a weak, fragile girl.
But I digress, it never bothered me anymore, I was fine like this. Being alone wasn't something new for me. I don't even know when the last time I had family time. I mean don't misunderstand, there are good memories I'm quite fond of, but things were different now. Maybe if things weren't the way they were now, I could feel the happiness I felt all those years ago. Yet things are the way they are, and that won't change.
There was no point in me wishing he chose me over her... but that's not something I wanted to think about right now.
No, instead, I'd rather be in this classroom regardless of how disinterested I was to discuss the meeting. If the people at school wanted to get together for a party, I may as well distract myself with this time to be here. It was better than being at home where she was.
I was still staring outside through the window, trying to relieve the boredom of the last few minutes. It was annoying seeing as everyone else was late while I arrived early. Was there an exam before this or something?
"Oh hey, I haven't seen you around these things. Are you taking part in the Christmas party committee meetings?"
I looked up only to face a long-haired, blonde cheerleader with a playful smile on her face. She was wearing the uniform so I could tell she was a cheerleader.
How did she even sneak up on me? I didn't even hear the door open.
She looked familiar. Her strange yet somewhat alluring bluish-green eyes had a glint to them. Her skin looked slightly tan, with a slim body and curves in the right places. Well, I guess that should be obvious, being a cheerleader would leave her with an exceptional body. It doesn't take a genius to figure that out.
Her long length hair was dirty blonde with light waves at the end of her ponytail. I don't know whether it was just me but dirty blonde hair seemed like a good colour in my eyes at that moment. I suppose attractive people would have that effect on the psychological mind, but a physical appearance was only just that, a physical appearance. Nothing more, nothing less.
"They asked me to help out seeing as exams are just finishing," I replied still staying seated.
She met the cold look I gave everyone, only to have a slight smirk curled onto her lips. That made me frown.
"Oh yeah, that's true. Well, wait for a few minutes and they'll be here soon. Exams might be running overtime. Anyway, I came back from cheer practice so I guess I'll be the second one here from now." She gave a smile though I could feel the playful smirk behind it.
I gave her a slight nod and looked at the board that had a few things related to the Christmas party written. I wasn't too comfortable having her look at me like that. My cold looks would be enough to send a message for people to stay clear of my way. I liked my space. It was what I learned to adapt to, and now what I enjoyed the privy of, yet this girl wasn't showing any signs of giving me that space.
"What should we do while we wait?" I asked, thinking it was already a waste of time being here when it's been 20 minutes. There wouldn't be much done at this rate.
"Hmm, what should we do being here all alone with nothing else to do?" She wondered aloud. Yet, it seemed like she was playing with her words, as she nibbled the side of her lips while wearing a mixture of a smirk and grin.
I wasn't feeling too happy about this girl looking at me like that and playing around like this, it was weird. It was like my cold presence had no effect on her. It was unnerving. She was destroying the defence I spent years creating, to protect myself from the world.
Did she not know a cold look does not invite people closer? It's meant to push them away, not bring them closer. Why wasn't she moving away?
What was it about this girl? Did she not understand what I was doing? I was not trying to invite her playful behaviour at all. So where was she getting all her signals? I wasn't even being social. I was the epitome of unsocial. People ran from me, not confuse me like she was doing now.
Wait... when did she get so close? She had leaned over so close out of nowhere and I didn't notice this. Was I thinking too much to notice what she was doing? The better question was, what was this girl doing?
"W-what are you doing?"
"Oh. Nothing much..." Her eyes glint like she knew something I didn't, and that didn't sit well with me.
This girl was up to something. And I sure as hell wasn't going to like whatever it was.
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