Chapter 2 The Fight

   

'Simone pov'

"Look who we have here, the nerd". The girl said. I hate her so much. Amy hates her gut. She's on the popular side. Everybody wants her body. If you know what I mean.

Genevra Gonzales, is the name. She can destroy you in just snap of her fingers. Ofcourse she can, her dad owns hotels. So she's one of those snobby rich bitch.

Andrew was beside her holding her hand like couples do. Bruh...they ain't even a couple. Maybe she forced him? Haha.

But I can't blame him. Because that's his type. Yuck!

My heart clenched seeing those two holding hands. But I ignored it.

In school they see me as a nerd. Because I love reading books. And don't know how to have fun. But reading books is fun. I don't see myself as a nerd. I just don't like to mingle around people who doesn't like my style.

I didn't know I was looking to long at their hands. When I heard a hand snapped in front of me. I got my senses back and look back at them. And only to see Andrew smirking at me.

"What do you want bitch?!". Amy said. She can be an evil person when someone is trying to make fun of me. She always stood up for me. She always does when I needed her the most.

"What did you just call me". Genevra said in a high pitch voice. Ughh how I hate her voice so much.

"I said what do you want bitch. I don't think you're deaf. Or are you? I'm really thinking that you are because I have to repeat myself". Amy said. Going closer to Genevra. I looked at her and she had her chin high up. And gives Genevra an piercing look.

I looked at Genevra and her eyes held the same. If looks could kill. Amy and I would already be 6 feet under the ground. Me...I would be 6ft under the ground. Amy has the balls. I don't. *Cries in pain*.

Andrew was just chill. Looking at the two. Curious what's gonna happen next. He's boring too. *Yawning*.

"Did I ask you? I asked that little skank over there. But if you wanna see yourself as a nerd, that'll be okay with me". Genevra said smirking. She looked at me from head to toe like she's disgusted by me.

"What are you wearing nerd? If you had style like me. You would've had the hottest guy in school. But too bad huh?". She said, laughing. She just a spoiled rich bitch like Andrew.

"Who wants to be you though? I didn't. So shut it, puleaseeee". I said boringly.

"Oh, everyone wants to be ME darling". She said.

When I didn't say anything to her , she continue with her snobby remarks.

"Trying to hide your fat stomach by wearing baggy clothes? I see what you're trying to do. It won't help, because I can still see your fat". She made fun of me. I looked at her and she wore like she's a prostitute.

Closing my eyes, then silently count to ten. Before opening my eyes. It helps me most of the times.

"At least i'm not wearing prostitute clothes like you, that is barely covering your ass. I have respect for myself unlike you". I snapped. This is the first time I stood up for myself. And i'm proud of myself. I never did that. Little achievements is achievement.

She looked at me angry. Amy looked at me with wide eyes and held a shocked face. Andrew just smirked like always.

And then I felt a hard slap on my cheek. Did she just slap me. Not even my parents slapped me.

I looked at her with wide eyes. I tried not to cry in front of her. But I can't help it. I looked at her she had an evil smirk on her face.

How I want to smash her face. Andrew's eyes were wide. He looked at me and came toward me. Ask me if it hurts.

I winced when he lightly touch it. And felt the spark when he touched me. But I ignored it. He looked back at Genevra who held an angry face.

"Why did you slap her! Are you out of your mind?!". Andrew asked in an angry voice. I mean why does he care. Yeah it's not like you care Andrew.

"Why do you care anyways Andrew?!". Genevra asked. I agree with this sentence.

He looked back at me and his eyes softened then asked. "Does it hurt?". I nodded.

"Come on Andrew I have to shop for friday night". Genevra said. Making Andrew glare at her. I think he doesn't like her either? But whatever.

Genevra pulled Andrew along to go shopping. He gave me an apologetic smile.

When they disappeared Amy looked angry. Like she wants to punch someone or something.

"I'm gonna kill that bitch". She said. And looked at me with soft eyes.

I looked up at her and said. "It's okay. Karma is a bitch. Let's go home Amy". I tried. Keyword tried to smile at her that i'm fine.

But I winced at the pain because it hurts like hell. I bet its gonna be blue tomorrow morning.

We went home. I took a shower after putting ice on my cheek. That didn't help either cause it was too cold. We watched a movie together and talked about...life.

'I can't sleep' I thought. My mind was drifted to Andrew and Genevra holding hands. I know I don't have a chance with him. Never will. But the way I felt the sparks when he touched my cheek is something. Or is it? Why is it so hard to figure it out what it is? Deciding to read a book before sleeping, I picked a book and read it. After reading it I fell asleep dreaming about Andrew.

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Hope you liked it!!!

Love. A